The story is set in early 1990s in a rural area. A bond is formed due to the promise of honour and respect. A marriage out of necessity and maybe a little bit of obsession. A girl filled with the hope of love and a guy completely enamored by her. How will their life unfold? ☆Warning :This story contains mature themes. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. It is inspired by the serial named "Begusarai". But only inspired, the story is completely mine. As I said before this is based in a rural area so am just giving you guys a heads up if anybody feels offended. Readers discretion is advised.

⚠️ Mature content only for readers above eighteen ⚠️ Jheel Kumari has been running away all her life. It has always been something to run from ; family problems, daddy issues, bullies, overweight criticisms, dark skin shaming, and.....him. He has been the biggest problem of her life. Him, who ruined everything in her life and.....her. So, like always, she ran but, from him the hardest and furthest. He is her nightmare. Advait Thakre. The son of the chief minister. He has never faced troubles, all thanks to the privileged life he got; amazing parents, wealth, supportive friends, liberty, fame, and what not. He has a bad habit of getting everything in his life.....except her. She is his stubbornness, passion, and madness. Her, whom he wants to accomplish like a challenge. She is his first and only problem. It's a game for both of them. For Jheel, it's hide and seek before she gets caught. For Advait, it's chess, and he is a mastermind of tricks and manipulation, making sure anyhow he wins. Let the game begin. *Not a sweet and simple romance. Contains mature themes*

Warning🔞This story contains explicit scenes viewer discretion advised. She showed him kindness once. Now, he will never let her go. Shanaya Sharma is just 22, full of dreams-an MBA degree, her own business, a future she controls. But everything shatters when her father's secret debt is revealed. The only man who can save them? Lakshya Malhotra. He's 30. A billionaire. The owner of luxury hotels, endless properties, and a dangerous empire no one dares cross. Sinfully handsome, powerful, and used to getting what he wants. And what he wants now... is her. In return for clearing her father's debt, he demands Shanaya's hand in marriage. No choice. No escape. From the moment she says yes, she steps into a world of dark secrets, ruthless power, and a husband who watches her like she already belongs to him. He's cold, possessive, and obsessed. But behind his touch, behind his gaze-burns a desire that pulls her in deeper every day. She calls it a prison. He calls it forever. And soon, Shanaya will learn... there's no turning back from a man like Lakshya Malhotra.

𝑳𝑬𝑮𝑨𝑪𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 : 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑻𝒘𝒐 1980s, set in a village. On what was supposed to be the happiest day of her life, Sanjana's dreams are shattered when her fiancé, Rishabh, flees, leaving her humiliated and broken. To protect her family's honor, a hasty marriage ties her to Rajveer-a man she barely knows except for the fact that he is her sister-in-law's brother. ✨TROPES✨ ╰┈➤ Bahut saare smuts. (18+, guys.) ╰┈➤ Arranged marriage/Replaced groom ╰┈➤ Opposites attract ╰┈➤ Fish-out-of-water ╰┈➤ Stoic Hero and Fiery Heroine ╰┈➤ Protectiveness ╰┈➤ Clash of lifestyles ╰┈➤ Redemption and Growth ╰┈➤ Playful Tension ╰┈➤ Mutual Respect

He bought her silence with a ring. She was supposed to obey. Stay quiet. Break slowly. But Meghaparna Bose was never meant to be tamed. Aryaman Roy Choudhury lives in a house built on secrets, blood, and control. Cold-blooded and unreadable, he didn't expect his new bride to fight back. Now she's in his bed. In his house. Under his name. And if she won't submit, he'll teach her how. Until she forgets what her name was before him. 🥇#1- Cold 🥈#2- Billionaire husband 🥈#2- Torment 🏅#4- Bengali 🏅#7- Husband 🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞 ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction intended for mature audiences. It contains themes of emotional manipulation, obsession, trauma, adult intimacy, and complex power dynamics. Reader discretion is advised. All characters are fictional and over the age of 18. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This story explores dark, often morally grey territories of love, revenge, violence and redemption. It does not condone or romanticize unhealthy behavior but seeks to portray the emotional consequences of such relationships.

Ahaana had everything-a successful career, a carefree smile, and a heart big enough to help everyone. She spent her weekends at orphanages and old-age homes, bringing joy to others. But when the night fell, she was alone. No amount of laughter could silence the past she ran from. She thought she had escaped it. She thought she didn't need anyone. Until one selfless act changed everything. Until she met someone who would rewrite the meaning of "family."

Aadhitya, a handsome guy at his early 30s leads a successful life as an extraordinary architect. He designs his life perfectly like his buildings. Dhiya, a gorgeous bold and intellectual woman works in a well reputed mnc. By her focused skills, she crashed numerous seniors and reached to a higher position in few years. Extremely opposite,isn't it? But they have one thing in common. Both of them don't believe in marriage and were only into casual relationships. When they were forced to tie up knots, things turned complicated. Two strangers with same mindset under one roof. Sounds chaotic right? In order to resolve their chaos, both of them came up with an agreement. Will they end up together? Will their marriage life be forever??

"You don't understand, Rana Sa, we are not made for each other." Her eyes held tears of helplessness as she tried to make the man in front of her understand. ""Whether you believe it or not, you are mine and I won't let you go, no matter what you say." He gently leaned forward, touching their foreheads together before placing a kiss on her forehead. Isha Mishra An introvert and calm girl pursuing her masters in psychology Rudransh Singh Rajput A man not to be messed with, a man with authority, power and dominance. It's a story of them, the story of the king and his queen. (If you need translation for the Hindi sentences please do ask) Tropes Royal x his queen obsession Opposites Attract Passionate love ML is obsessed with FL with capital 'OBSESSED' (Mention of BTS if they trigger you please do not read this book)

His blue grey eyes were glued to my brown eyes. "Tell me you don't hate me." He ordered me. "I hate you Mason." "No you don't." "Yes i do." He was taking a step forward and i backward. Forward. Backward. Until my back touched the wall. "Let me go Mason." "If you don't feel for me then why your heart is racing?" He questioned. I didn't reply rather pushed him away finally finding the courage to do so. "I hate you Mason. I so hate you. I wish I didn't have to see you again but I do." I left his room not looking behind. I don't want to see him. Why do i love him? Why? "Elena you know who is .... What happened to you?" Alice asked as she saw my face. "Not now Ali. Please." I walked away but suddenly I collided with something no someone. Arghh who now? "I'm sorry i.." I looked up and was surprised to see "him"." "Hello Elena." He said. "Nate. You here?" I asked. "I have started working here." He smiled. "Wow" that's all i said. Nate is my first love. One sided though. But yeah. God why?

Set in the rugged outskirts of Ajmer in an era when societal norms heavily favored patriarchy, this stark narrative delves into the life of Janki, a young woman married off to Rana, a man indifferent to her existence. The union is not born of love or companionship but as repayment for a debt her father could not settle. In a world where women are shadows, unacknowledged and voiceless, Janki's life becomes an endless loop of duties dictated by tradition and obligation. This story paints an unflinching portrait of the grim realities of arranged marriages and gender roles of the time, devoid of heroism, personal growth, or fictional embellishments. It offers a raw, unvarnished glimpse into a bygone society where emotions and individuality were luxuries few could afford.