"We are like magnets, pulled together by a force we can't control, yet pushing each other away when we get too close."

She gave him five years, a son, and her wolf. He gave her nothing but cold shoulders and contraceptive pills. When Roxie Lane walks out of her loveless mating and demands a divorce, she isn't the broken woman her Alpha husband expects. She's done mourning a bond he never honored. Done swallowing her pride for a man whose only warmth belongs to someone else. But Ravi Lane doesn't let go of what's his. And somewhere between his cruelty and his desperate, clumsy attempts to keep her, the lines between possession and love begin to blur-for both of them. She has her father to free, a child to protect, and a future to build from the wreckage of everything she sacrificed. He has six years of guilt, a revenge he can no longer bring himself to finish, and a wolf that won't stop howling for the one woman walking away from him. This is a slow-burn werewolf romance about a woman reclaiming herself, a man learning-too late, maybe-what it means to truly love someone, and whether a bond forged in betrayal can ever become something worth keeping.

"STRIP" Her face paled. She thought she misheard him, so she waited for him to repeat. But he took predatory steps towards her instead. His strides were long, he looked worse than a wild animal, ready to pounce on his prey. "Maine kaha ye kapde apne shareer se utaro." ["I said, take those clothes off."] He roared and in the next stride he held the veil of her saree, pulling it harshly off her body. Tears sprung to her eyes as she shook her head, and gripped the piece of cloth, concealing her dignity. "Please..." She pleaded, choking on a sob, but the more she resisted, the more force he applied. In no time she was stripped of her saree which lay at her feet now and she stood there in her underskirt and blouse, covering herself with her arms, which didn't do much to hide. Crying hysterically, she took steps back, her eyes still staring at the saree which seemed to be her shield a moment ago. But before she could take any more steps, he grabbed her chin and pushed her against the wall with force. He made her look up at him, her eyes teary fearful, while his cold, emotionless. "Ye raat abhi khatam nahi hui hai, abhi toh is chand pe grahan lagna baaki hai..." ["This night is far from over. An eclipse is yet to fall upon this moon."] He snarled and in the next moment, he pulled the strings of her underskirt and tore the buttons of her blouse, now nothing was there to shield her from the monster who was also her husband.

"Tell me." "What...?" "Tell me that you love me." Hazel's love life was smooth sailing. Sure, she possessed a supporting character's body, but things went smoothly and she met her ideal man-handsome, good at cooking, friendly, and demure. While at night, he became a wild beast... However, she soon finds out that his real name is Kairos Hadid? ...The final villain she swindled?! "I love you." She was nervous and afraid he would find out about her change of heart. Soon, the distance between them shortened, and their lips touched each other. She could only hold back and close her eyes while planning a perfect divorce. * * * "Hey, Noah, the thing I mentioned last time..." "I hope the word that comes out of my darling's mouth isn't divorce. I don't want to let you live on the bed forever." At those words, she quietly closed her mouth after seeing her villainous husband's eyes that seemed to be throwing dagger. Note:Sorry for any typos, let me know if I missed any.

After losing her elder brother in an accident, nineteen-year-old Aaradhya Sharma is forced to take on the burden of survival, supporting her grieving mother and weak-hearted father. Her father's old friend, Raghunath Sinha, steps in to help, offering her a job in his son's company. But his twenty eight year old son, Veer Sinha, is not just a businessman-he is India's ruthless mafia king, hidden behind a corporate façade. Enraged that his father has used his money to pay off Aaradhya's medical bills, Veer forces her to work as his personal assistant, stripping her of financial freedom, controlling her every move, and ensuring she repays every rupee from her salary. He isolates her at work, forbidding deep interactions with colleagues, turning her job into a suffocating nightmare. But Aaradhya is not weak. She silently endures his torment, refusing to let him break her spirit. Her resilience fuels his obsession. Veer watches her struggle between work and studies, watching her endure with unwavering strength. He does not just want her under his control. He wants her completely, wholly-his.

Please... don't do this." Only he could hear me. but he ignored my plea . i know he can hear but he didn't listen. god please stop this I don't want to be with him please god but seems like god also couldn't hear me or he doesn't want to hear me . The priest's voice echoed through the quiet hall, solemn and commanding "Do you take Mr. Advika Rathod to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love, honor, and cherish her for as long as you both shall live?" He said confidently, "Yes, I do." The priest then turned to me. I could feel my tears slipping silently down my cheeks, my body trembling with fear and exhaustion. "Do you take Aviraj Ranawat to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love, honor, and cherish him for as long as you both shall live?" I opened my mouth to deny, to scream, but his cold, piercing stare froze me in place. My heart thudded violently in my chest, and my voice came out as a broken whisper: "Ye... yes... I... do..." The priest pronounced, "You are husband and wife. You may now kiss." --------------------- Author's Note This book is a work created entirely by me. Every character, scene, emotion, and storyline comes from my own imagination and effort. Please do not copy, reproduce, or claim any part of this work as your own. Respect the time, creativity, and dedication that went into building this story. Content & Age Warning (18+) This book is strictly intended for mature readers aged 18 and above. It contains intense themes, emotionally heavy situations, dark elements, and mature relationship dynamics that may not be suitable for younger audiences. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you are sensitive to possessive behavior, morally grey characters, psychological tension, violence, or mature romantic situations, please proceed with caution. By continuing to read, you acknowledge that you understand the nature of this content and are comfortable engaging with mature themes. And Please ignore my mistakes .

Light is easy to love baby!let me show you my darkness😈 ~manik Malhotra I destroyed myself in his sinister love,and now I don't have any escape from my devil ~nandini Murthy Manik Malhotra a shrewd politician and business man.Greek god, his angelic face hides his devilish side behind a beautiful smile. Known for his short tempered behavior,gets what he wants by hook and crook. An womanizer. Dominating as hell doesn't takes rejection. Devil disguised in human 26 Nandini Murthy beautiful,sweet simple girl.Belong to a middle class family lost her parents at young age her grandma took care of her but unfortunately she lost her too. then she shifted mumbai with her chacha chachi who thinks her as burden she started studying in space collage. Angel disguised in human 19 When devil's eyes fell on angel. She captured his heart. He decides to get her by hook or crook Will devil's sinister love destroy angel? Warning⚠️ *Contains voilence, sexual voilence. And other themes.So,Stay away if u don't like this all *Female lead is shown submissive here *Don't expect this to be an always love dovey story *It's a dark story I've warned already So cautioned

"If you do not want that bullet to go through her head" I spoke. She trembled sobbing. "Marry me" I spoke. Her eyes widened in shock. Her struggling halted and so did her sister's. "Why are you doing this to me Adeesh?" She sobbed. I gritted my teeth. I grabbed her jaw tightly. "9 years ago" I said. "You know what happened very well" I said vengefully. She sobbed. I was starting to get irritated. I took the gun and shot. Not at her mother. But the bullet barely missed her by an inch. Vedhika. A doctor that hates the idea of anyone getting hurt. Hates people who assaults their power on other ends up getting married to Adeesh. The sole man that could make anyone tremble with just his name. An innocent woman got tangled in the web of the beast she hated more than anything. Her life was never easy. But she had also had it easier because of her sister. Ended up losing everyone close to her. Trusts too easily and forgives too easily. Cannot stand seeing anyone in pain ends up being tied to a man whose sole purpose is taking the life of others. Sadhika. A woman who always sacrificed herself to take care of her dear younger sister. The little girl that was forced to grow up too early just so someone else could have a better life. All she wanted was a little love. Care. Care that she always gives others without second thought to be finally returned. But she gets caught up in the web of lies and revenge.

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A girl is crushed by the people she trusted the most - family who used her, friends who abandoned her, and the one person she loved who threw her away when she needed him. . . . . . She dies with only three things burning in her chest: regret, rage, and the question that never left her - "Why me?" . . . . . But destiny is not done with her. . . . . . She wakes up again... in the past. Same life. Same people. Same betrayals waiting to happen. Except this time, she remembers everything. . . . . . Every lie. Every manipulation. Every betrayal. Every crack in her illusions. . . . . Now she has a chance to break the cycle. . . . . . But can she change her fate... or is she trapped in the same destiny that killed her once? . . . . . .