For two years now, Zaira has lived under their roof. Not as a burden, not out of obligation. But as family. Her parents trust them, they adore her. She comes from another city to Mumbai for her education, welcomed with warmth, care, and affection into a wealthy household that treats her like their own. All except him. Aarvik Singhania barely speaks to her, barely acknowledges her presence. And when his eyes do find her, they are cold with something that looks dangerously close to anger. She is afraid of him, he rarely speak except it's important and that is what scare most people...his silence, the way he watches without looking and the way the room feels heavier when he's near. What Zaira doesn't know is that his detest is a lie.

When 16-year-old Ruhi wins a scholarship to the prestigious Nobels High School in Bombay, it feels like her dreams are finally within reach. But the moment she steps through those polished gates, her life begins to unravel. Because in the shadows of the school's elite halls, he is waiting. Abhimanyu Rajput-the golden boy with emerald eyes, a charming smile, and a reputation no one dares question. To the world, he is perfection. But behind that flawless mask lies a predator cloaked in obsession. The moment Ruhi rejects his twisted idea of love, she unknowingly marks herself as prey. His bruised ego cannot tolerate defiance. His possessive madness knows no boundaries. And his affection? It cuts deeper than cruelty. As Ruhi's days blur into a nightmare of whispers, threats, and chilling touches, her pleas go unheard. Trapped in a web spun by a psychopath disguised as a prince, she must fight to keep hold of her soul-before he strips it away completely. Because in Abhimanyu's world, love isn't tender-it's torment. And no one escapes it alive.

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"

"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