She was someone so pure that even the devil would want to protect her. And he was the devil... When his eyes landed on her, Their world changed. She never knew it was the last day of her freedom. He kidnapped her . Married her. Loved her. Worshipped her. And he would bend the world to have her . Content Warning: This story contains dark romance, obsession, and non-consensual situations, including forced marriage and physical dominance. It depicts intense emotional and psychological distress. Recommended for mature readers aged 18+ only. Reader discretion is advised.

"No jay.. you can't.." His expression darkens at her words. He drops his hand from her cheek and takes a step back, the knife still clutched in his hand. "He took something from me that I can never get back, angel. Something precious." His voice is filled with a quiet, seething rage. He steps closer again, his eyes flashing with an intense obsession. "He took you away from me. He made sure our families were enemies. I can't forgive that." "I didn't want to marry Liam my dad.." Her voice breaks. His expression softens for a moment, his thumb unconsciously brushing over her lips. "Shh, I know. You never wanted Liam. You wanted me. Your dad forced this engagement on you just to keep us apart." His grip on her throat tightens slightly as he leans down, his voice barely a whisper. "And now, you're engaged to Liam. The thought of you with him... it makes me fucking insane." His eyes burn with a possessive intensity. "I can't let that happen, angel." "I'm sorry..." She whispers, her voice low and quiet afraid. scared. His expression cracks, revealing a deep vulnerability beneath the madness and obsession. "Don't apologize. You have nothing to be sorry for." His thumb strokes her pulse point as he closes his eyes briefly. "I'm the one who should be sorry... for what I'm about to do." Tropes: Emo x Softie. Obsessed psycho Mafia x Innocent Collage student. Enemies to lovers. Obsessive Love/Possessive Hero. Captor/Captive. Damaged Heroine/ SurvivorHeroine. Forced Proximity. Morally Gary Hero. Beauty and the beast. Touch her and die. Dark protector x Quiet beauty. ⚠️ This story contains mature and dark themes including obsession, emotional manipulation, murder, psychological trauma, kidnapping, toxic relationships, blurred consent, violence, and morally gray characters. This is a work of fiction. It does not romanticize abuse, but explores flawed characters in dark, extreme situations. Please read responsibly, and protect your peace. 💔

"𝐀𝐡, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐬𝐮𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲." The death of her best friend, the man whom she adores, compels Seraphina Hearts to head back home to attend the funeral. Yet, how can the school chit properly mourn if her late best friend's creepy older brother whom she avoids won't stop obsessing over her? His predatory eyes always watch her every move, even up to her sleep.

Dark. Possessive. Enchanting. She never believed fate could be this cruel. One day she was just an ordinary woman - independent, bright, and unafraid to speak her mind - and the next, she was bound by the silent command of a man who ruled not only a kingdom, but every heartbeat that dared to defy him. He was a King feared by many - arrogant, ruthless, and dangerously calm. His silence carried more power than any threat, and his gaze was enough to make the strongest men kneel. No one questioned him. No one dared to say no. Until she did. Their marriage wasn't born from love, but from power - a deal wrapped in deceit and sealed by force. She was meant to be his ornament, his queen in name only. But something inside her refused to bend completely. And that defiance, that flicker of fire in her eyes, became the one thing he couldn't control. He told her love was weakness. Yet every time she looked away, his possessiveness deepened. Every time she cried, his anger turned to obsession. He could destroy empires, but not the storm she brought into his heart. Trapped between duty and desire, she learns that every chain he places around her is not just to bind - but to protect. The palace walls whisper secrets, his touch hides unspoken fears, and every night she wonders: is she his prisoner, or his queen? A mysterious, darkly romantic tale of power, betrayal, and a love that blurs the line between dominance and devotion. Because when the King falls for his captive, the kingdom itself trembles. 👑

"Why can't you let me go?" Her timid voice echoed through the walls of his heart and he heaved a deep sigh. He couldn't. How could he? She was the air he breathed. Blood in his veins. It was so simple and yet he couldn't make her understand. How did their relationship end up like this? He loved her and she loved him, didn't she? Then why? "I cannot do so, Dolcezza. I'll go crazy without you, you cannot leave me, I won't allow you to." And she shook her head, a laugh-filled with disbelief escaping her lips as she struggled to unbind herself from the chains. "Then at least free me of them." "No." A love so vicious it binds. A madness so deep it consumes. Escape is an illusion, and freedom... a cruel dream. For in his arms lies ruin... and in hers, salvation. ***** Celestine didn't know what love was until she crossed paths with her childhood crush, the stories of their childhood took them to their past and they started spending time with each other. She started finding her muse in his presence and he started giving her everything she ever desired. A loving night between them suddenly turned into a gruesome one for her when she found the dead body of her lover in the apartment they rented on their anniversary. Zagreus didn't know what jealousy was until he saw the love of his life finding solace in the arms of a man he loathed with his guts. Admiring and keeping her safe from his world, he decided to not interfere in her life and started protecting her from a distance. Until one day he found that the woman who was supposed to be his was dating his enemy behind his back. Love and care were replaced by raw anger and ravenous rage and he did what he thought he should have done initially. He claimed her. For hi,m love was a fire that scorches his heart, but madness, it was a damn poison that devoured him from the inside.

Eliza Labelle had survived a shooting that should have killed her, but surviving turned out to be the beginning of her problems rather than the end. After waking in a hospital bed with a bullet wound and a government determined to bury the incident, she discovered that the man responsible had vanished behind the walls of a place most people only whispered about. While her family tried to push her back into her privileged city life, strange events and growing unease made it impossible for her to forget what happened. When she was suddenly taken from everything she knew and dragged beyond the safety of the world she had grown up in, Eliza found herself trapped in a brutal land ruled by old loyalties, hidden power structures, and people who lived by laws far different from those of the city. As she struggled to survive among dangerous strangers, she uncovered secrets that connected powerful families, forbidden territories, and a world that had been carefully hidden from ordinary people. The deeper she was pulled into that world, the harder it became to separate friend from enemy, truth from manipulation, and survival from sacrifice. What began as a fight to return home slowly became a journey that forced her to confront the darkest parts of human nature, the cost of loyalty, and the reality that some doors could never be closed once they were opened.

In the ruthless underworld of Palm Beach Island's elite, where glass towers gleam and power is currency, twenty-two-year-old Angel is marked-not by choice, but by design. Brilliant, determined, and wholly unaware of the forces gathering around her, she finds herself drawn into a web of secrets, ambition, and betrayals older than she can imagine. At its centre stands Dante. A man twenty-four years her senior, forged in silence and shadows, burdened by loyalties that have cost him everything but control. Until her. Angel's presence fractures the careful order of his world, awakening desires, memories, and dangers long buried beneath years of restraint. She is everything he was never meant to touch, and perhaps the only thing capable of undoing him. But some promises are stronger than love. Some sins refuse to remain in the past. As hidden enemies emerge and old debts begin to surface, Angel and Dante are pulled toward a truth neither is prepared to face-a truth capable of destroying them both. Darkly romantic, haunting, and epic in scope, The Ledger of His Sins is a gothic tale of obsession, betrayal, sacrifice, and redemption, where every choice carries a cost and every secret demands its due. Disclaimer: The written content and original art associated therein; is legally protected.

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

The story unfolds in the 1950s Madhya Pradesh, revolving around 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐚, an 18-year-old girl, who enters into an arranged marriage with a Thakur, a man ten years her senior. He holds authority over more than a hundred villages. But how did she became his purchased wife. Will love every bloom between them. Peep to know more. 18+ #1 Virgin Male ( 31/01/2025) #1 Character development (10/09/2025) This story contains mature themes and domestic violence. This story is written by following all types of wattpad guidelines. Don't try to report the story because it's already tagged mature and if readers feel uncomfortable then discontinue reading the story.