𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 ✰─── ✻✻─-─✰ Living with hidden scars is a silent symphony of pain, a dance in shadows. Then, suddenly someone appears and cages you, wrapping chains around your wounded soul, turning your desire for escape into a haunting reality of confinement. ❆ In his darkened soul, her presence is an unwelcome light, yet now a haunting solace. Obsession ignites within him, a consuming flame so fierce he'd set the world ablaze, all for the chance to possess her completely, nothing matters to him not even her consent. ✴✼✴ "I hate you." she whispered Her defiance, though faint, cut through the heavy air, a final stand against the man who had just bound her life to his with twisted vows. Ekaksh heard it, but his expression remained unmoved, his obsession too deep, too dark, to be shaken by her hatred. Without hesitation, he lifted her into his arms, cradling her lifeless form as he walked toward the car. To the world, she was now his wife To her, he was nothing less than her captor. _____________ 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢? _________________________________________

[A SWEET MAFIA ROMANCE] Nicole thought that her life would be easy now after she left behind all the memories of an awful night, which led to an unexpected tribulation in her life. She moved into a new city trying to forget the inexplicable incident that happened with her. Little did she know that she can never escape from it because the devil will always find her. No matter how hard she tries to get away from him. He was meant to be her medicine but he turned out to be a Slow Poison. ------------------------------------- I hear his hoarse voice bringing me back from the daze as he growls in between the kisses. "You have no idea how dangerous it can be..." He says with his lips going down to the area just above my breast, he sucks in desperately, squeezing my ass gently, making me whimper in bliss. I clutch to his shirt, trying to hold my body from collapsing. "Careful...You are messing with the devil, Cole." He doesn't let me breathe for a minute as he starts attacking me with his open-mouthed kisses all the way back. Rapture succumbs me as I feel his lips again on my neck, traveling higher. I breathe heavily, unable to maintain my composure while being acquainted with this unfamiliar sensation. His lips reach my ear as he gently nibbles my earlobe. "You know why people call me the devil?" His breath fanning over my ear. "It's not because I am a sinner." His harsh breath comes out in pants, showing me how equally he is affected as he continues. "It's because I am capable of making innocent people commit sins." WARNING: Contains strong language, sexual descriptions and scenes which might be uncomfortable for some readers such as depiction of illegal occupations, drug dealing, use of weapons, blood and killing. Read at your own risk. Also, I have no claim over the pictures used in the story. They are taken from internet.

This is a fictional story about a 20 year old girl Srinika tripathy a archaeology student ,who has very keen interest for history, mystery, archeological knowledge,who seeks knowlege and wisdom in her path , a bubbly cheerful girl who love fictional world cause real world hurt her , she has ultimate contrasting nature . she is kind , bubbly,pure hearted sunshine girl yet she is bold , strong , fierce . " she is sacred like water and fierce like fire " her life changed with an unexpected encounter, may be we can say " FATED " . when darkness meet the light , her path crossed and interwined with her destiny, which was written in stars . her fate tangled with the king of rajasthan , Aryansh Chandravanshi, also the king of darkness . From beginning he knew it that she is his , only his . she tangled into his soul when he first laid his eyes on her . but their is a twist in their connection .when you know there is something between them beyond the realms, beyond time , we can say beyond life . A story with history, mystery , love , obsession . Will they able to solve the mystery. Will he able to reclaim his love again or everything will be shattered, ruined and buried under time and history. BOOK TROOP LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT ROYAL LOVE GRUMPY X SUNSHINE AGE GAP MR PERFECT X MISS CLUMSY TOUCH HER AND DIE TYPE HISTORICAL X FICTION PAST LIVES INTER- CULTURE LOVE

•~ 18+ dark Indian romance ~• "I hate you rudra." I whisper harshly as tears brim my eyes. I look at his face, his emotionless and stone face. "I will never love you." "I don't give a fuck if you love me or hate me." He says harshly, his hold on my wrists tightening above my head. I should do something, I should kick and scream but I do nothing. "You are mine. My wife, my thing. If I see another man touching you again I'll kill him and make you watch. Understood?" His eyes cold and jaw hard as if he is holding himself back. "Fuck you." I spit in anger. He gives me his smirk, his evil smirk. "Now you are truly fucked, sunshine." ****** 21 years old Naina Khurana was thrown into a marriage with the most emotionless and cold hearted man, Rudra Oberoi. She found herself marrying her sister's fiance when her sister ran off on the day of her wedding. Rudra oberoi is seven years older than her, he is as cold as ice, everything he does is calculated and he gets what he wants no matter who gets hurt. He is one of the most notorious businessmen of the country, he has many underground businesses which goes against every single one of naina's moral. How will they survive this marriage ? The real question is will they survive this marriage? Read to know more. Some warnings ⚠️ - detailed 18+ content (language and scenes) - will get dark at some points - MMC is rude, mean, dominating and very controlling in the beginning. (He will have a character development) - age gap - forced marriage

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 - 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐄𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞. 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐀 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐩𝐮𝐭 - 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐱𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐧. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐈𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 -

BOOK:1 of EVIL SERIES ___________________________________________ "In the shadow's of stormy night, a toxic love reignites between Rajveer and Priya, two souls bound by a decade old secrets. Their love is a force that destroyed everything in it's path, fueld by obssesion,possession and a dark legacy that refuses to be burried. Will they sccumb to the darkness that haunts them or they will find a way to escape the echo's of evil that have haunted their families for generation." ___________________________________________

Ira Verma never imagined her new job would land her inside the cold, echoing walls of the Rathore estate-a mansion guarded by silence, secrets, and the brooding presence of the man she's been hired to care for. Devraj Singh Rathore, heir to one of the most powerful families in India, is feared by many and understood by none. Bound to a wheelchair after a brutal attack, he shows no emotion, no warmth... and certainly no interest in the woman tending to him. At least, that's what Ira believes. What she doesn't know is that behind his still gaze lies a storm-dark, obsessive, and dangerously fixated on her. He watches when she's not looking, collects pieces of her she never gave, and burns with jealousy every time his younger brother dares to flirt with her. But Ira has a life outside this mansion. A fiancé her family chose. A future she thought she wanted. Devraj is done pretending. And when obsession begins to crack through restraint, Ira must face a chilling truth: You can only run so far... when the one who craves you is already inside your world.

He was her husband... But in his heart, there wasn't even a corner that belonged to Arunima. To the world, they looked like the perfect couple. Inside, they were falling apart-quietly, painfully. Arunima kept searching for a home in his arms... while Aastik drowned himself in the scent of another woman. But one night, Arunima's silence shook something deep inside him- forcing Aastik to face the truth of the marriage he had been running from. Can love return to a place it once abandoned? Or is this marriage nothing but a mask slowly breaking both of them? This is a story of hurt, longing, misunderstandings, and a love that refuses to die even after it breaks. If you love intense marriage drama, emotional betrayal, and slow-burn romance, this story is for you.

The priest asked softly, "Pyaar karte ho apni patni se?" He smiled, his eyes instinctively finding hers. There was calm in his expression, yet something deeply intense beneath it. Then he whisper, "Pyaar toh bas ek shabd hai..." His voice carried devotion, not hesitation. "Main uski ibadat karta hoon." He paused, as if the truth itself needed space to breathe. "I don't need to worship God in temples. I have my own goddess - my wife." For him, faith was not stone or scripture. "My devotion begins with her..." "...and ends with her." 𝗩𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵×𝗦𝗮𝗮𝗻𝘃𝗶 ◦•●◉✿Tropes ✿◉●•◦ CEO × Employee Grumpy× Sunshine Forced marriage slow burn hate to love desi × videshi Untouched male and female He fell first but both fell harder