𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙏𝙤 𝘽𝙚 𝙃𝙞𝙨 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 "You're a monster," I yelled, tears streaming down my cheeks, my voice echoing in the empty room. And all I received was his face, menacingly morphed into a sinister smile. It crawled up his lips like a shadow taking form, as if he finally found me catching the reality. His head tilted left ways, casting his features in something far crueler than darkness. "Yes I am." He replied. There are two types of monsters - one, that gets furious on being called one, whose words bleed in cruelty, inhumanity and sins. They'll snarl, snap at you, deny but at the end, they'd be humans in their cruelest form. But the other one - they smile on being called a monster. Their smiles are the darkest, unfurling in a slow, cruel silence. And when that smile touches their lips, know that you're never finding your way out of their world. You're already theirs. And I, I'm trapped in his world, the world I once wanted to escape but later on became my home and the only place of comfort. • "I'll break you till each piece has my name. And then, I'll make you like the way I want to see." •

♠️ BOOK ONE OF BRIDE SERIES ♠️ "A Queen doesn't need a King to rule". ZAID EDOARDO D'ANGELO X RAJSHREE RAISINGHANIA ____________________________________________ "REVENGE" That's what he wanted from my elder brother. Everything was going smoothly, I was focused on myself. But He entered in our lives and destroyed all my hopes, dreams like a storm. I never wanted to get married yet I gave myself to this monster whose insanity knows no bounds. My brother had betrayed him and he took me as a peace settlement between two Mafia families. I married him. I hated him from the bottom of my heart, each fcking cells, but maybe all this time I wanted a person like him. The man who makes me forget my past demons while he holds me closer..... ____________________________________________ "MONSTER" I'm sick of hearing this, whole life. Yes I'm a monster whose hands had taken numerous lives but I don't give two fcks because all I wanted is power, to rule the fcking World. Driven by Power and Blood. But for her, I was anything but a monster. My inner monster rests when she put my head over her lap. I never thought I would start killing for a woman. My traitor's sister. I wanted her brother's head because he snatched everything away from me. At first I wanted to use her to torment her brother but plans has changed. Now all I want is her and only her. She was torn between duties as a sister and as a wife, who will she chose....a brother or husband? Witness the journey of Heartbreak, betrayals, passion, obsession, hate, love.... Warning ⚠️ : 18+ content Plagiarism is highly prohibited 🚫

𝐀𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐗 𝐍𝐚𝐢𝐧 She was silk and starlight. He was smoke and sin. Nain Rajvansh-princess of Udaipur, untouched and unaware of the predators that lurked beyond her ivory towers. Sent to Italy to chase dreams, but fate handed her to a nightmare instead. Adair Volkov didn't fall into darkness. He was the darkness-born of it, bred by it, and worshipped like a god in the underworld he ruled. Mafia king. Merciless. Thirty-one and broken beyond repair. A man who didn't believe in softness, only surrender. And the moment he saw her-dancing, glowing, laughing like the world hadn't yet scarred her-he knew. He would steal her. Not her body. Not just that. Her light. Her will. Her soul. Every innocent inch until she begged to be corrupted. "You don't belong here, little princess," he rasped, his breath hot against her neck. "But I'll carve a place for you inside my cage. And I'll lock it from the inside." She should've run. But monsters like him don't chase prey. They lure them. Slowly. Deeply. Until there's no way out but through fire. And she- She walked straight into the inferno. What happens when royalty touches rot? When the devil sets his sights on a goddess and decides to ruin her temple with his bare hands? This isn't love. It's obsession. It's control. And it starts with a whisper... "On your knees, Rajkumari. I want to see how royalty begs."

Serii Joshi 24, just gave her NEET PG exam, and is waiting for her letter of acceptance for the residency in trauma surgery from her dream college. She is the epitome of "woman." She's everything; she's sharp, intelligent, beautiful, and bold; she's feminine; she's messy, she's difficult, and she's soft and kind. She's 5'4" with a decent body. Reyansh Shah 33, Professor of Trauma Surgery and Head of the Department. He saved the hospital's trauma unit. He built it from the remains. Emotionally mature and reserved. He's cold but not with 'his' people. He needs to maintain the cold and reserved image so that his trauma unit runs smoothly. He is very strict, no doubt about that. He's 6'1" with a lean physique. He's built well, but that's all hidden well under his scrubs. How will these two cross their paths? He pulls her flush against his chest and picks her up with ease and puts her on his desk. "You're playing with fire, little one." He says in a low voice, standing in between her legs, his hands resting on her waist. Their foreheads resting against each other. "*Almost professional*? Hmm...professor?" She says with a mischievous glint in her eyes. Ps- long slow burn :) Disclaimer: I have tried to write this as medically accurate as possible, but there might be some mistakes. Also, this is my first time writing, so please be patient with me. Thank you <3 #1🏅 - surgeons #73 🏅 - gore #87 🏅- blood #6 🏅- junior #29 🏅- desi #19 🏅- romcom #6 🏅- resident #1 🏅- lovestory #1 🏅- doctors

Abhimanyu X Anika 💋 Indian dark romance tale

Book 1 Of Obsession series . "When power meets chaos, the world bows-or burns." He is the king of the underworld, a Russian mafia ruler feared across continents. Cold, ruthless, and dangerously possessive, he controls his empire with an iron fist and a heart of stone. To him, love is a weakness-one he swore never to indulge in. Until he meets her. She is the ghost of the shadows, a name whispered in fear but never seen. The Indian mafia queen, known for her unmatched brilliance and unshakable power, hides in plain sight, living a double life as an ordinary woman. Her empire is a secret, her enemies many, and her heart locked away. When their worlds collide, it's like fire meeting ice. Sparks fly, tempers flare, and a deadly game begins. But as secrets unravel and identities are exposed, their attraction turns into obsession. He wants her. He needs her. He will destroy anyone who dares to come between them-even if that means burning the world down to claim her. This isn't just a story of love. It's a battle of dominance, a war of minds, and a dance on the edge of madness. In their dangerous game, trust is a luxury, and betrayal is a given. Welcome to a world where passion is as deadly as bullets, and love is the most dangerous weapon of all.

*𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢.* Book 1 of ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs. A Royal Romance story. "Every curve of you is made to fit into my hands. My hands and my hands only." He lowered his mouth to her shoulder again, trailed moist lips to the nape of her neck. "Don't worry, My Angel," he whispered. "I'm made for your hands, too." ✧ Nikolai Ivanovich Petrov isn't just the youngest son of the Russian royal family-he's a mafia lord, a storm in human form. With the looks of a Greek God, he's a dangerous blend of beauty and power. His empire stretches across continents, built on fear, loyalty, and blood. Power is his addiction, and he's willing to do anything to claim it. To solidify his control, he needs one thing: a marriage. Not for love. Not for desire. But as a strategic weapon. And Radhika Bhardwaj, the naive daughter of a broken family, is the perfect pawn. Radhika was never meant for this world. A girl who once dreamed of freedom, now trapped in a marriage that serves nothing but Nikolai's ambitions. She didn't choose him. She didn't even get a say. Nikolai didn't care for her innocence or her life. For him, she was just another piece in his game. But in her, Nikolai sees something no one else has ever dared to show him: vulnerability, and a spark of light that might set fire to his world. Two worlds crash. Two souls collide. He doesn't care if she hates him. But he will own her anyway. "I hate you," she said. "I hate you too, baby," he replied. A man whose control over everything is absolute, can a single woman change the rules, or will she be crushed under his weight?

𝔇𝔞𝔯𝔨 ℜ𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔗𝔥𝔯𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔯 #1 - TOUCH HER OR DIE SERIES She came to Italy for a break. He never gives breaks-only bruises, bargains, and blood. Aerie is a 27-year-old doctor hiding ink-stained secrets behind white coats and closed doors. Luciano is Italy's most feared mafia king-cold eyes, cruel hands, and a hunger no woman survives twice. One accidental meeting. One obsession neither can walk away from. She tastes like trouble. He smells like danger. And together-they'll rewrite ruin into romance. This isn't a love story. It's vengeance. Dressed in silk, painted in scars. #🎖️4 - In Contract

(CAPTURED SERIES #4) "Strip!" Zavier commanded in his thick and husky voice which made a shiver ran down to Innara's spine. "Please don't Ari---" she tried to plead and felt tears burning her eyes but she chose to not to show her weakness to the cruel and emotionless man in front her but Zavier cut off her sentence in the middle. "I said Strip, Mi pájaro." Zavier said again with a sternness in his eyes demanding obedience from her. His aura screaming at her to not to defy his words but she was helpless in front of the situation. "Momma?" a meek voice came from the other side of the door and Innara immediately recognized it as her daughter's voice. "Momma?" again Aria's voice came from the other side of the door and by the voice of her Innara could clearly tell she was about to cry. Innara opened her mouth to respond her daughter but Zavier placed his hand over her mouth muffling her voice inside it. "Now I'll fuck you right against this door so your daughter can know what her momma is doing inside this room." Zavier whispered in her ear lowly bitting at her ear lobe making Innara to whimper in pain and fear. *** Zavier Garcia, the mafia boss of Mexican mafia is cold, rude and arrogant type of man. He is a man of strict principles. He likes to keep his things to himself because he doesn't have any person for whom he can get possessive and keep them to themselves not live he want someone. He likes to live alone and he is fine with that. Innara, is a less spoken, simple and elegant woman. She is a single mother has a cute and beautiful three years old daughter Aria. Her world revolves around Aria. She has no one in her life except Aria and her best friend Nitya. She doesn't know what's her true identity from where did she come from. She doesn't know who her family is. But what will happen when circumstances will force Innara to beg in front of Zavier to make her his play thing? Will she put her self respect at stake and feed to Zavier's arrogance?

He was a venom in the Dark world of Sin She was an antidote to all his pain Together they created a burning apocalypse Coming soon 🔞 Extreme mature content