Izra stood at the stove, her mind filled with fear, her face look worried. Heavy footsteps echoed behind her. Before she could turn, his hand clamped around her wrist. "You think you can ignore me after what you did?" His voice was sharp, dripping with anger. "I..I'm just cooking," she tried to avoid his eyes, her heart pounding. He yanked her forward, her body hitting the counter. The hot pan burn beside her, and before she could react, he forced her hand down onto the pan Loud scream ripped from her throat as the burning metal touch her soft skin. "Stop! Please It hurts!" she sobbed, trying to pull away, but his grip only tightened, Keeping her in place "Maybe now you'll listen like a good wife." His voice was calm. Warning ⚠️ abusive, bad language, toxic relationship, meterial rape. Unedited

Book 3 of the Mangoverse ▪︎No matter how good the hero is, he is still a villain in someone's story▪︎ -------------------- A story of anti-heroes. Two people with a strong dislike for the world learn to thrive together in an arranged marriage. ••••••••••• A brother with a scorned heart, another with a torn one. Two siblings learning of the past that frailed their bond. ••••••••••• A man with loneliness seeped into his heart, reaching his hand out for another. The chase, the glitz, turning his sky bright with light. -------------------- An arranged marriage story.

REWRITING THE BOOK...... UPDATE :- EVERY WEDNESDAY AND SUNDAY... "Kiyara," he whispered breathlessly before kissing his girlfriend again. His first love. Who's back again. Kiyara Not knowing that his wife's heart was breaking into pieces watching it. **** Everyone pities the wife who marries a man still in love with someone else. But what about her? The girl he loved first. The one he promised forever. The one he left behind. They call her the other woman- This is her story. But the woman who loved him first- And paid the price for it. 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑶𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑾𝑶𝑴𝑨𝑵 A story no one dares to tell. Story of Three people 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐯 𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐲𝐚𝐩 A businessman. A rockstar. A name that echoed across stages and boardrooms alike. But behind the fame and fortune was a man whose world started and ended with one girl-his childhood sweetheart. He loved her in every heartbeat. His ring may have adorned another's finger, but his heart? It had only one name carved into it-Kiyara. --- 𝐊𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭 Rules? Morals? Boundaries? Those were never meant for hearts like hers. She loves wildly, fiercely and Unlimitlessly. Her heart belonged to Raghav-whether he wore another name in marriage or not. Because when she loves him... and she won't stop. --- 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐲𝐚𝐩 Raghav's wife or his wife by name, but never by heart. For years, she waited for Raghav to see her, to love her, to choose her. She watched from the shadows as he showered Kiyara with the love she had longed for. She endured lonely nights, cold silences, and a marriage that felt more like a prison. But why there lives are entangled in this web? Read the story to find out.

I stumbled over my own feet as he shoved me through the doorway, barely catching myself before I hit the polished marble floor. Gasping, I straightened up, eyes wide as they scanned the unfamiliar surroundings. Or should I say-a mansion. Everything about it screamed wealth, power... and danger. I blinked rapidly, trying to push back the tears, smearing them away with my shoulder because my hands were bound tightly in front of me. The ropes bit into my skin, a cruel reminder that this wasn't a nightmare. It was my new reality. "Welcome to my world, princess," he said, voice like velvet over broken glass. --- Lewis. The name alone makes my stomach churn. The man I once thought I loved. The one who walked into my life with a smile, too perfect and eyes too deceptive. He wore sweetness like a mask, a disguise that crumbled the moment he had me. At first, he was everything I ever wanted. Until he became everything I feared. He didn't just hurt me-he broke me. And just when I thought there was no way out of his twisted love, his brother appeared. Like a storm. Like a promise. I thought I saw a savior in him. But I couldn't have been more wrong. I never sought his attention. I never wanted his eyes on me. But he gave it anyway-unrelenting, consuming, obsessive. He didn't offer me freedom from Lewis. He offered me a different kind of captivity. One laced with soft touches and sharp edges. One that didn't hurt my skin, but carved into my soul. He stole my sanity with his silence, my breath with his gaze, and my heart with his wickedness. Tangling in the strings of two devils-one who broke me openly, and the other who worshipped my broken pieces like treasures he owned. In trying to escape one prison... I fell into another. Will he heal me... or destroy what's left of me? ------------------------------- ⚠️WARNING: IT CONTAINS DARK ROMANCE, FORCED AND HAS MATURED CONTENT. ⚠️PLEASE DO NOT COPY MY WORK

after a prank gone terribly wrong, hayden jones is sent across country to caldwell academy, a school for the bitchy, the dangerous and the rebellious. and if that wasn't bad enough, it becomes much worse when hayden is accidentally put in the male dormitory, landing her in a room with the school's notorious heartbreaker, chase everett. [not edited...like at all]

Obsession was just the beginning. Now, love demands blood. 🔥 If obsession was a sin, he would burn the world for her. 🔥 "Obsession was only the beginning. Now, love tastes like blood." It has been one month since Veda became Mahesh's wife. The world sees them as a devoted couple, the powerful Sarpanch and his ethereal, devoted wife. But behind closed doors, Mahesh's obsession has grown. His love is darker now, his touches more demanding, his gaze more watchful. He rules with an iron fist, but his greatest fear is losing Veda. When an old enemy resurfaces-one that Mahesh thought he had buried six feet under-his paranoia reaches dangerous levels. No man is allowed near Veda. Not even his own brothers. His kisses turn bruising, his hands never leaving her skin. He loves her, worships her, but his love has turned into something possessive beyond reason. Veda, though still innocent, begins to feel trapped. The world beyond their grand mansion feels distant, unreachable. She adores Mahesh, but can love exist in a cage? The cracks begin to form. An enemy from Mahesh's past has returned, seeking revenge, and his target is the one thing Mahesh would kill to protect-Veda. The village whispers-about their love, about their passion, about the fact that Veda has not yet conceived an heir. But only Mahesh knows the cruel truth, a secret that he has buried deep: Veda can never give him a child. And yet, he refuses to let the world see her as weak, refuses to let her bear the pain of their cruel fate. As threats close in, as Mahesh's madness grows, as Veda finds herself falling deeper into his dangerous love, one thing becomes clear-this love is no longer just an obsession. It is war. And Mahesh Ragavan never loses a war.

I thrive on your hate, because it means I've left a mark you can't erase. Content Warning: This story contains smut, but it is not romantic or consensual. It involves forced encounters and dark themes. If this is something you are uncomfortable with, please do not continue reading.

"You are mine, in every sense of the word. Your body, your heart, your every desire-they all belong to me." His voice dripped with dark desire and lust as he brushed his thumb over my bruised lip, sending shivers down my spine. In that moment, I couldn't deny the intoxicating pull he had over me, igniting a fiery passion that consumed us both. __________________ Veer and Devika, two different person who belong to a whole different worlds that the people never imagine of coming together. He is the one who is respected and looked high in the society with fear too. His one glance is enough to make the person infront of him to shudder to the core even if the person is his family. And there She is, the one who is shamed by the world and tagged as a whore whose only purpose is to serve men in bed and nothing more. But is she really the one who people thinks of her as? Now What will happen When he develops a forbidden obsession over her? Will she find the love that she craved from him? Or will she be broken by him all over again? Or can she break his frozen heart and enter inside? Let's get in and see... ▪︎Its going to be a mature story, so don't step in if you're uncomfortable.

Warning: Mature Audiences Only! -Strong Sexual Content -R-rated language -Adult situation COMPLETED #1 in Romance on 1/20/21 #1 in Mafia on 2/12/23 #1 in Fiction on 2/21/21 *** DESCRIPTION: The only thing that was mine, the only thing that was truly beautiful in this world, and he will never find me... "How much?" I frowned at the shadowed man, in an expensive looking car. "Excuse me? I don't understand..." realization dawned on me, as I looked at my skimpy club attire. I raised my hands, "I-I'm not a prostitute." I felt his dark eyes analyzing me and suddenly I was aware of the situation. I began backing up, as panic washed through me. "Get in the car." His growl came, and with that, I turned on my heels and ran. *** Calla Levkin didn't want to go out clubbing for her 18th birthday. She didn't want her friends to dress her in slutty attire. She didn't want to be mistaken as a prostitute. She didn't want to be kidnapped and sold into the Mafia. And most of all, she didn't want to catch the attention of Sinister Velkov, the first in command of the Russian Mafia. But life can't give you everything that you want...sometimes life gives you just the opposite. *** Completed on 4/7/18 This is book one in the "I Am Not A Prostitute" series! Book two is "Come Back To Me" REVIEWS: "I have been reading Wattpad books for 5 years, and never have i found a book with so much humor and passion. I have instantly fell in love with the characters. This book is filled to the brim with emotion, action, and SMUT!! I will definitely be purchasing my own copy when it's released on amazon!" -@trinityxo30 "A raw and beautiful piece of art that will keep you on the edge of your seat" -@o0krysralized0o "A brilliantly captivating story. Written by an author that takes her time to respond and care for her readers." -@eirinnobrien "My favorite book on Wattpad, beautifully written, makes me cry, laugh, and scream all at the same time fav book ." -@satanchick

Book #1 in Sinful Series RUDRANSHxAADHYA "Do you know what I do with traitors?" His voice was hard but shaky, like he was barely holding back his rage. I shook my head, fear gripping me as I tried to stay still. His lips twisted into a cruel smile, amusement mixed with malice. "I make them regret it," he whispered, his breath warm against my skin. The knife hovered near my throat. My heart raced, each beat echoing my terror. I didn't dare move or breathe as his eyes searched mine for any hint of defiance. "But since you're mine, and I can't hurt you," he continued, his voice calm despite the heat of his breath, "I'll go after the one who dared to touch what's mine. He won't see the next sunrise." Tears filled my eyes, and I shook my head. A cold chill ran through me as his tone turned deadly. "I'll make him suffer," he promised darkly. "He'll beg for mercy, but by the end, he'll wish he never even looked at you." His lips brushed mine as he whispered, sending dread coursing through me. "And when it's done, you'll know how far I'll go to protect what's mine." I looked into his eyes, the horror of what was coming sinking in. There was nothing I could do to stop him. The storm was coming, and it would leave only destruction behind. Join Rudransh and Aadhya on their rollercoaster ride, where betrayal and mistrust threaten to tear them apart at every turn. In a world where loyalty is fleeting and the line between love and hate blurs, they must navigate the dark shadows of their pasts and the dangerous forces that conspire against them.