"He thought I was his fiance when he pushed me in his bed". She was just the quiet florist girl-delivering roses, not trouble. But when she stepped into the mansion with that bouquet, he mistook her for his runaway fiancée. And when the city's most feared mafia lord makes a mistake... he never lets it go. But was she really mute or pretending, it's still a mystery.

When only pain remains, will your heart skip a beat? She was ready to heal his broken soul because she knew that behind the façade of his Nightmare self, he was just a broken person trying to survive battles of his haunted past. But what she didn't knew that there was a lot more pain she has to suffer in her journey. Maybe pain was what that bonded them together ☘︎☘︎☘︎ • book one in the billionaire's obsession series ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀs sᴛᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏɴᴇ

Jishaan Khan never wanted to marry. Afsha Rehmaan never expected to become a bride overnight. But when the groom's bride runs away on the wedding day, one decision changes both their lives forever. Now they're bound by a nikah neither planned, living under one roof with a promise of "no love." The only problem? Hearts rarely follow terms and conditions. #coldxsunshine #ceohubby #jorukagulam #romance

Lacey and her mother were taken as collateral for debt owed by Lacey's father. Her new owners being the parents to three notorious problem students from high school. Ones she specifically avoided. Elias, Enoch, and Emeric. Rich, powerful and brutal business men. The brothers return to their parents home for the holidays to find a new maid. One they each become obsessed with. All characters are 20+. Mature content. Erotica. Dubcon/Noncon. Dark romance. Ménage (FMMM).

[PARTITION ROMANCE] 18+ She is a mute. He is a politician. And 1947 is burning around them. After surviving a brutal assault and losing her only family, Vrishty, a voiceless Hindu girl, is left alone in a town tearing itself apart. Hunted by the man who first claimed her, she hides in silence, until Meer, an emerging Muslim politician, becomes the only barrier between her and the chaos outside. Bound by guilt and an unexpected pull, Meer begins to realise his vicinity with the girl. But the nation which divided amongst the communal hate, will it be able to save these burning interfaith hearts, alive? __________________________ "In Islam" he continued quietly. "You cannot marry unless both agree... and unless both are Muslim" His expression twisted, a deep aching conflict. I shook my head, looking at him. As if almost pleading him. Noo...please....

I crouched down, searching for my walking stick as the crowd around me erupted in chaos. My heart raced, fearing if I would get hurt in a place I was never supposed to come. All of a sudden everything stopped, the air around me stilled as the aftertaste of the gun shot lingered behind. My heart dropped, a tear slipping from my eyes as I wondered who would get shot next. But that shot never came. Rather a hand forwarded me my walking stick as I grasped it like it was my lifeline. And ironically it was. "W-who are you?" I asked as I caught my breath, my eyes darting to find a presence near me. No reply came but what I felt sent shivers down my spine. The man in front of me was no ordinary person, his eyes heavy as I felt their pressure on me. Dominating and ever consuming as they demanded my attention. Then all of a sudden a gloved hands shot up near my face wiping my lone tear, my hands almost reaching to touch his expensive leather gloves. But before I could, everything stopped. His unknown presence left as the room around me found its light back. And I was left with a feeling of dread that I would get my answer very soon. ✰⋆｡:ﾟ･*☽ [18+] A stand alone sequel to Forced, By You.

"Command me, jaan. Break me. Do whatever you want to me... just don't walk away." Six months from now, the most feared tycoon in the country will be brought completely to his knees. Zavian Khan. The cold, ruthless Black Wolf. The man who built an empire and ruled it with an iron fist. Six months from now, he will kneel on a velvet rug, pressing his lips against the bare feet of a weeping girl, begging her not to walk out the door with a suitcase. Six months from now, in a sterile hospital wing, he will let her tear at his clothes, pound her fists against his chest, and scream her grief into his face after a devastating loss. Because his billions, his power, and the army that fears his name mean absolutely nothing if he cannot protect the woman he loves from heartbreak. But before the Black Wolf learned how to beg... He first had to learn how to love. It all begins on a rain-soaked highway, when Zavian slams on his brakes for a bloodied runaway bride fleeing a living nightmare in a ruined bridal dress. One midnight rescue. One viral video. One scandal powerful enough to shake an empire. The media brands her his hidden mistress. The world tears apart her reputation before learning her name. To everyone else, she is a scandal. To Zavian Khan, she is a responsibility he will burn the world to protect. A dark Pakistani billionaire romance featuring contract marriage, media warfare, found family, fierce protection, and a love so consuming that it brings the Black Wolf to his knees. ⋆༶•┈┈⭑┈┈•༶⋆ Is this enough to make you all stay cuties???? Ab idhr tak prh Liya hae na to puri book prh ky hi wapis jana , now there is no way out!! Phir mae done smjhu na??? Ap sab prho gy naaa???? Ab mae wait kru gi sb ky comments ka , okay???? I love you alllll, byeeeeee >_<

✦ Darling, You're Mine ✦ A Dark Royalty × Mafia × Obsession Romance For 21 years, Kiara Rathore lived as the forgotten princess sleeping on the cold palace floor, so innocent and childlike that the world called her abnormal. One night, she escaped her golden cage... and fell into the arms of Aaron Warner - Asia's most feared, ruthless Mafia King. He protected her. He taught her every single thing about this cruel world pleasure, pain, desire, and sin He became her entire world the only person she could breathe for. Until the day she looked at him with sparkling eyes full of dreams and whispered happily: "We'll get married... and we'll have our babies. It'll be so beautiful, right Aaron?" Aarohn's face twisted with fury. He grabbed her arms roughly, shaking her as he growled: "Marriage? Babies? Love? Look at yourself. You're still a fucking child. I don't love you. I never did. I kept you out of pity. Now that you're better... get the hell out. You don't belong here." He shoved her away and stormed out, leaving her shattered on the floor. Kiara stood frozen, tears falling uncontrollably. She had learned to breathe only because of him. How was she supposed to survive in this cruel world without Aaron now? She thought the devil had saved her. Instead, he destroyed her heart in the most brutal way. But this heartbreaking rejection is not the end... It's where his dangerous, twisted obsession truly begins. "You weren't stolen, little one... You were chosen. Even when I throw you away... you'll crawl back to me. Because darling... you're mine." Standalone Dark Romance ⚠️ Contains possessive themes, emotional trauma, captivity, and explicit mature content. 18+ only.

⚠️ warning ⚠️ ⋅˚18+˚ ⋅ Pur-sukoon is a dark romcom. If you are not comfortable with this theme, please do not read it, for your own sake as well as the writer's. And if you do choose to read it, kindly refrain from leaving disrespectful or hateful comments about the characters.