They met on a warm, summer day when he was visiting a relative. They became inseparable, for she brought color to his dull world. Having grown up around people who only liked him because of his last name, he quickly fell for the genuine, clueless girl. When he was sent back to his home country, he made her promise him that she would never forget him by the time he came back for her, and they would run away together. Now, as the sole heir and inheritance of one of the largest companies in the world, he had all the power and wealth one could dream of. Having never forgotten their promise, he vowed to himself that he will make sure it comes true. Little did she know how much weight her promise held. __ He wiped at the tears that escaped from the outer corners of her eyes, words coated in honey, yet all she felt was a throbbing sting in her heart. His words filled her ears, resonating through her shattered mind. "After all, you promised me." (artwork is not mine, all credit goes to the respective creators) #84 childhoodfriends

"𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞," he growled. "Y-yes," she shuttered. "𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐦 𝐈?" he demanded darkly. "Hu-husband," she gulped hard. "𝐇𝐮𝐡?" he asked, his voice dark. "My hu-usband. My O-owner," she swallowed again. "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥," he said, his voice dripping with authority. -ˋˏ ༻ ❁ ✿ ❀༺ ˎˊ 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫.

Ihya (Rebirth) By hyra khan

"Z-Zayd p-please, n-nahi." That's all she could manage to say. "Main janta hoon aap darr rahi hain," he said, his voice breaking just a little, "Aur main is darr ki wajah banna nahi chahta. Lekin main kab se iss raat ka intezaar kar raha tha,jab aap meri ho jayengi." When his face came dangerously close, Noor panicked. Her hands quickly rose to his chest, trying to push him back. "Z-Zayd, P-please chodhiye hume, a-aisa mat kijiye" she pleaded, turning her face away,voice low. But Zayd was too far gone. His hand moved to her cheek, gently turning her face back toward him. His thumb brushed her jawline, tender but possessive. "Noor," he murmured, his lips brushing close to hers now, "Bas ek baar," Before she could form another word, before her breath could catch, his mouth was on hers, forceful and demanding. Noor froze. Her fists pushed weakly at his chest. She tried pushing, clawing, muffled screaming, trying to fight him off, but he didn't budge.Tears spilled freely down her cheeks, trailing over their locked lips. Soft, broken sobs shook through her.But he didn't stop. He felt the salt of her tears between their mouths,yet it only made his kiss fiercer, more desperate. Like something inside him snapped.Her pain, her trembling,he felt it all. Still, he couldn't let go.He had waited too long, yearned too deep. Finally, after eternity, He pulled back just enough to see her face. Tears. So many of them. Streaming freely, glistening against the dim light. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her lips red and swollen, trembling,not from desire but fear. He cupped her face as she lay there, not moving an inch. "Noor meri baat suniye, Miyan biwi ke darmiyaan ye sab normal hota hai, izhar e mohabbat ka ek tareeka," "P-Please, H-Hume darr l-lag raha h-hai, C-Chodh dijiye"

My Husband, My Tormentor I never imagined my life would take such a sharp turn. Everything seemed to be going well-I had escaped from my past to start fresh in a new country, a new city. But he ruined those plans. His entry into my life was unexpected-maybe even unwanted. I agreed to marry him, foolishly thinking he would tire of me and set me free, that I'd slip back into the life I'd dreamed of. But he flipped my world, locked every door, and cut off every path. Now, there's no way out. Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. Nowhere to go but back to him. Still, I cling to a sliver of hope. can I escape from him? Can I... or can't I? | | Mature content 18+| |

"Leave me,I don't love you, I don't even like you. You and I are different. Look, think practically, I have my plans, my own freedom, my own way. So please, Mr. Shashwat, stop wasting your 'important' time on me," I said in one breath. I was tired of all this. Can't he see that I am not even a single percent interested in him? "Sweetheart, you are mine, only mine, from the moment I saw you for the first time. Accept it or not, it's your choice. But the more you disobey me, the more difficult it will be for your family to live peacefully. I mean, who knows what will happen next," he said, placing his laptop in front of me. My body felt numb, and the scene in front of my eyes was enough for me to take. The next thing I knew, my body passed out. He is a psychopath for the world, and she is an angel for the world. He wants her for his peace, but she hates him to her core. He loves her feisty nature, but she hates the way he is.. This story is about a sweet girl Tavisha Ranawar, doctor who is full of life and happiness. To save life and help poor people in every possible way is her main motive. She is polite, soft and is loved by all. Things take a dark turn when the famous law firm owner of India as well as Mafia Abhinav Shashwat lays his eyes on her. What do you think will happen when the beam of light meets the dangerous dark? Read to find out! DISCLAIMER: YOU MAY FIND THIS BOOK NORMAL AT FIRST BUT IT IS DARK STORY !! I write dark romance with psychotic suspense . ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡ DARK ROMANCE. SUSPENSE TORTURE

This is gonna be my first story and if at all I make any grammatical mistakes please spare my mistakes. Don't forget to support by giving a star and leaving a comment. " Please don't do this sir" she said feeling helpless. But nothing was visible or audible to him except her and her perfect body. The moment he determined to make her "his" was the last day of her independence. Shaista (18) was a sweet and innocent girl. Always cared about her studies and her future plans and had no time to spare for other activities. Being the only child to her single mom she wanted to take care of her mom in the future. Syed Uvais (31) Physics teacher, known for his arrogance , anger and strict behavior. Crush of all the girls at Christine institutions. He did not believe to waste his time on girls until he met her. What happens when a possessive domineering Uvais meets with timid , shy and Innocent Shaista. Would he be able to suppress his carnal behavior and suppress his urge to do things he has in his mind towards her.......... #1 out of #87.4k in Pakistani : 07/02/25

SAWERA ALI wald SAQIB ALI kiya aapko SHAHNAIN SHAH ZORAWAR sey haq Mehar 1 billion rupees NIKKAH QUBOOL HAI?.....Mr.Shahnain please .......d-don't do this.....BOLO QUBOOL HAI WARNA MAIN TUMHARAY BHAI KO JAAN SEY MARDOON GA !!!...... 1...2...3.... Q-Q-Qabool hai ....Qabool hai . .......... That's my little kitten. before her mind loose senses and she fell he wrapped his hand around her petite waist and pick her up in his strong hold. Ab sey ye sirf SAWERA SHAHNAIN SHAH hai aapki beti aap logon key liye mar chuki hai.with that saying he take her from there leaving her whole family wailing and crying at his Men mercy . It's the story that will make you cry and bite your nails with suspense with Romance and immense Obsession ,will he break her or they have a happy ending but this was confirmed that so many obstacle are coming in his obsession and Family to live peacefully .