𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬. Saanvi Malhotra was a woman left in ruins. Stripped of love, trust, and the will to fight by the man who once vowed to protect her. Rudra Singhania didn't just betray her he shattered her. And yet, she survived. Not for herself, but for a promise. But when the truth surfaced, it didn't just rewrite their past, it dismantled the fragile distance between them, leaving nothing but wreckage and rage. Now, Rudra stands at the edge of the abyss he created, drowning in the weight of his sins. He had condemned her, turned her world into ashes, and now, he is back. Back in her life like a storm, ruthless and relentless. He will burn, bleed, and break if it means she will look at him again, not with hatred, but with something he has lost the right to claim. But she doesn't want him, she wants freedom. The harder he chases, the further she runs. But does it matter? No. She can fight, she can scream, she can hate, none of it will change the inevitable. Because Rudra Singhania doesn't love with tenderness. He loves like a storm. Fierce. Unrelenting. Destructive. But Saanvi is no damsel to surrender. She is fire and this time, if she must, she will burn him in her hatred. If he is willing to destroy the world for her then she will carve a path of ruin through him. They are no longer just enemies. They are two obsessions colliding one seeking redemption, the other vengeance. This isn't just a love story. This is madness woven into fate, redemption carved from ruin. And this time, the beast isn't the one cursed. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲. And there's only one way this ends With her in his arms Or at his mercy.

Passionate Obsessed Lover Atharv Raizada-feared by the underworld, revered in the business world. Known as A.R, he is Aisa's number one business tycoon and the ruthless Mafia King, whose mere name sends shivers down people's spines. His aura is so terrifying that even the bravest tremble at his presence. To settle an old score, Atharv abducts his enemy Gagan Chaudhary's girlfriend. A man who despises women, yet in the pursuit of revenge, he does the unthinkable-he forces her into marriage. Will this forced marriage ignite love, or will she become the ultimate victim of Atharv's hatred? To find out, read Passionate Obsessed Lover! ... I am author RM I am new here and it's my first English novel it's already available in Hindi language on another platform I am not a good in English so please forgive my mistake

||1 in Muslim~2 dec 2024|| ||7 in WattpadIndia~1march 2025|| Obsessed Husband series 1 "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆, 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒚. 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒘 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅,𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖." She lay limply on the table drooling as the person behind her fucked her hard and fast. After a rapid session of sex, hot, thick cum exploded inside her, bringing them both to climax simultaneously. He took a long time to finish emptying his load into her. His cock lingered inside her, then he slowly withdrew himself. Her stretched entrance dripped with cum and juices, creating an erotic display. He took her to the bed caressing her face. Poking her mouth with his thick fingers as she licked and sucked them. "I swear if anyone else sees this face that would be his last day on earth." Mafia x naive fc Mishti,as her name suggests was a kind,cute girl who always tried to find light in darkness. But like they say,if you are too much sweet then you will be eaten up. She had no idea that when you try to light the darkness,first you have to get engulfed by it. All through her life she was abused and neglected. He was the last straw. Will he break her or mend her?Or he will leave her more broken? A demon's gravitational law is to fall for the angel.

The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and old secrets as Aranya Mehra stepped into the ruins of a forgotten temple, hidden deep within the Vindhya mountains. The sun was setting . It was Shivratri evening, and the world outside this forgotten place was preparing for its annual rituals. Aranya's heart raced with excitement. She had spent years studying ancient texts and forgotten histories .As she ventured deeper into the sanctum, there, standing in the center of the room, was a massive mirror. Its frame was adorned with intricate designs of vines and blooming lotuses, shimmering faintly in the dim light. The mirror was unlike any she had ever seen. Aranya frowned, her archaeologist's instincts stirring. Without thinking, she pressed her palm against the glass. The moment she touched it, the world around her shifted. A strange pull gripped her, and before she could step back, the world spun.The spinning stopped abruptly, and Aranya opened her eyes. She gasped. She was no longer in the temple. The world around her was breathtakingly beautiful, yet somehow wrong. In the distance, a city rose . But something was wrong. As Aranya watched, she noticed an eerie pattern. The same woman fetched water from the well every few minutes, her movements identical to the last time. The same child chased a kite, laughing as if it were the first time,m . The priests chanted the same verses, their voices rising and falling in an unbroken rhythm. Her heart began to race as the realization hit her. This kingdom-this world-was trapped in a loop, living the same day over and over again. It was as if time had forgotten them, or perhaps they had forgotten time. she turned toward the city, her eyes narrowing as she spotted a figure standing at the edge of a grand courtyard. But it was his eyes that held her captive. He wasn't trapped in the loop. He was aware . "Hail to our king, Rudraksha Veeraditya," She heard.

𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐀 & 𝐄𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛:- She lay on the desolate ground, bleeding from her wounds. Her face, once radiant, was now covered with grime. Her lips, once rosy, were now bruised. The perpetrator's handprints marked her body, a cruel reminder of the violence she had endured. Her eyes, full of pain, met his with gratitude. He sprinted to her and embraced her, feeling her fragile body in his arms. She murmured, "You made it," before she lost consciousness. He felt his world collapse as her eyes closed. "I'm so sorry, baby," he cried, his voice choked with emotion. "I'm sorry I failed you." He held her still body and wept, his tears mixing with the dirt and blood on her face. He knew that he would never forget this moment, that it would haunt him for the rest of his life. ───༻❁༺─── Join me through an unusual love story of two people destined to be together. Their tale is intertwined with shadows of the past, pain, and revelations of truth, all haunting them throughout their journey.

☆ 𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝔂 ☆ When a person loses to themselves, they leave everything to fate. And when fate begins to play its game, it doesn't allow anyone to stand against it. Become a part of such an exciting story of fate, featuring two strangers whose story has been written by fate itself. Aƙʂԋʋι Sιɳԋα ♡, dreams of becoming India's most famous writer. However due to her family's poor condition and a promise she made to her father, she has to leave everything behind and come to Mumbai for a job. On her very first day at the office, she unknowingly gets into big trouble. And who does she clash with? VĔĎĂŃĞ ŚĔĤĞĂĹ★, the owner of one of India's leading companies, for whom money and power are everything. They say Mumbai is the city of Dreams. So will Akshvi's small dreams come true in this city of Dreams? How will Vedang and Akshvi's first meeting be? Will Vedang let Akshvi to take steps towards her dreams so easily? To find out, keep reading '𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝔂'.

[ SLOW UPDATES] 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐤𝐡 - a 24-year-old kind-hearted girl who stands at 5'4" with striking green eyes. She works at a small company and has learned to live life on her own terms, creating her own world after being unloved by those around her. Determined to start anew, Mahira has built a life free from the shadows of her past, chasing her dreams with renewed hope. However, her peaceful existence is disrupted when Rayyan Khan enters her life, shattering her dreams and turning her world upside down. 𝐑𝐚𝐲𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐧, a 30-year-old ruthless billionaire who exudes an aura of power and control with blue ocean eyes. His cunning nature and manipulative tactics make people shiver at his presence, as he takes pleasure in bending others to his will. With a life of luxury and success, Rayyan's world was already at his feet, but his desire for revenge against Mahira Sheikh sets him on a path of destruction. He wants to break her, to shatter her spirit and leave her shattered remains in his wake. His obsession with revenge consumes him, driving him to stop at nothing to achieve his twisted goal. A girl who never received love from her family - not from her mother, father, brother, or sister - is forced to marry a ruthless businessman who seeks revenge, mistaking her for the woman he intended to marry. What happens when he tortures her soul, crushes her hopes, and makes her life a living hell, when she's already been living in a state of emotional hell? Happy ending? I'm sorry,but we aren't in Disney © All rights reserved by ayelet

(My other books r better lol) "Why me?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. She backed up until the cold wall pressed against her, but he didn't stop, closing in until there was almost no space between them. He leaned down, his face inches from hers, breath warm against her cheek as he spoke, his voice low and almost too close. "Sorry, darling," he murmured, his tone soft and unsettling. "You just happened to be in the wrong place... at the wrong time." Aiswarya, a 20-year-old college girl, never imagined her life would take such a dark turn within a single night. Abducted by Arjun, a dangerous mafia leader, she's forced into a twisted marriage against her will. Arjun's attraction to her is undeniable, but it isn't love. Aiswarya is terrified, trapped in a nightmare she can't escape, while Arjun's possessive need for control starts to blur the lines of his desires. ❗ TRIGGERING CONTENT. YOU MAY NOT GET THE SATISFACTION YOU WANT, SO IF YOU HATE THE BOOK, JUST DROP IT.❗ (pls don't hate on me as it's my first story and clearly not the best. Trust me, I'm aware.) #1 - Forced Marriage #1 - Forbidden Love #1 - Indian Writer #1 - Beauty and the beast #1 - Indian Mafia *Proper punctuation and spelling. P.S :- Lemme get this straight y'all. This is one of many stories that I've made up inside my head to fall asleep. Dedicated especially for the girlies who eat up toxic male lead tropes. It's not that deep. I repeat, it's not. (I hate the ending 😘) Enjoy 😝 There's no way u r still reading this. Pls get into the story. Pls. Oh man I'm so hungry.

📍vardhaan singh YADUVANSHI📍 a name that evokes power , money and dominance He deeply loves his 6 month son and his family is everything to him . He is 31 years old and belongs to a royal family.He is taking yaduvanshi business to next level, striving to make it the foremost in the country. 📍aadhya yadav 📍 a name that brings calmness in chaotic world .... she is a pediatrician (children's doctor) and 25 years old . lives with her mother and baby brother who is in 11th class. what will happen when these two people meet and that will create a havoc in their lives read the story to get involved in their lives as a third wheel, because all readers are basically crying over fictional men