He married a man who wore cashmere shirts, made him chamomile tea when he was stressed and smiled at him like noah was his whole world. He just didn't mention he was a mafia kingpin. When Noah lennox finds out the truth about his husband - he runs, leaving behind love, danger and a marriage built on lies. But the Bratva Zima doesn't let people walk away. Not when your husband built it.

--- Story Description: He's power. He's law. He's obsession. Rudraksh Singh, a decorated IPS officer, is feared for his ruthlessness and unmatched control. Calm, commanding, and relentless, he thrives on order-until a desperate call for help changes everything. Adit Sen is barely out of school, innocent, beautiful, and trapped by a life he never chose. Forced into a marriage he doesn't want, he turns to Rudraksh for protection-but the officer's concern quickly turns into an all-consuming obsession. On the day of his wedding, Adit makes a desperate escape and finds himself in the village lands of Shaurya Rathore, a man as strong and dominant as he is grounded. Shaurya sees Adit's courage and vulnerability and feels an instant, unexplainable connection. Now, Adit is caught between two forces-the iron authority of Rudraksh and the silent, commanding power of Shaurya. Both demand loyalty. Both awaken desire. And both are willing to fight for what they believe is theirs. In a world of control, obsession, and forbidden desire, Adit must choose: will he surrender to law, legacy, or love? Dark romance. Power. Obsession. Forbidden desire. Love triangle.

Joshua Cheslyn, field marshel in the British army. The youngest field marshel in the whole British government but him being young doesn't mean he is naive. Strongest and cruelest man in the whole army. Who gets whatever he wants. Now he wants a young cute farmer boy kairav singh from a small city named varanasi cute, funny, loud and optimistic but he hates the Britishers because they are cruel and have conquered his country india. Now we have to find out if joshua's obsession can make kairav his or kairav's hate will help him set free from joshua's cage. This is a fictional story. I do not own any of the pictures.

Aarav is rainlight - soft hands, stormy eyes, laughter like temple bells. He lives simply, dances in the monsoons, and prays in silence for peace. He has nothing to do with the underworld. And he wants nothing from it. But someone is watching him. A man born in blood, carved from brutality, and crowned in sin. Aleksandr Volkhov - the most feared Russian mafia lord - is captivated. Not just by Aarav's beauty, but by his goodness. His peace. His refusal to break. He should've walked away. He didn't. Now Aarav is a prayer Aleksandr repeats in the dark. A name he carves into skin. A sin he is willing to commit again and again - until the world kneels before him. But Aarav isn't weak. He sees the shadows growing around him. And he begins to push back. Because if Aleksandr is willing to burn the world for him... Aarav is willing to fight it. ---

Nico never thought his life could fall apart so completely. One day he was a normal artist...The next, his twin sister was dead... and her fiancé the man she was supposed to marry, turned that grief into something darker, Something that wanted him. Not her anymore him... Ethan didn't care that Nico didn't want this. He didn't care about boundaries, laws, or fear. All that mattered was possession. Every glance, every step Ethan took was a claim Nico's body, his mind, his very soul. And no matter how much Nico resisted, how much he tried to pull away, Ethan only pressed closer. . Nico's legs gave way his body trembling, his spine pressed cold against the unforgiving wall. His voice was raw, desperate "Touch me again and I'll call the cops!" Ethan only laughed . He leaned in so close Nico could feel the heat radiating from him "I love it," Ethan whispered, his lips grazing Nico's ear, "when you act so brave, sweetheart..." Before Nico could react, Ethan smashed his lips onto his.......

Luke ran. Bare feet slapped floor, each step sending pain screaming up his legs, but he didn't stop. The corridor stretched endlessly, alarms blaring so loudly they felt like they were drilling straight into his skull. Everywhere he turned guards. "Caught him!" The shout ripped Luke's breath broke into sobs. He was naked, His body trembled, bruises blooming across his skin His legs barely held him anymore. Patients screamed from locked rooms as he passed, some laughing, some crying, some pounding on doors. The entire asylum was awake now He saw a door at the end of the hall. Luke stumbled forward, nearly collapsing, and grabbed the handle with shaking hands. He yanked once. Twice. Again. Locked. "No... no, please..." Footsteps stopped behind him. Luke turned. Three guards stood there. Luke backed away until his spine hit the locked door. Before he could scream, before he could beg, rough hands seized him. He fought weakly, nails scraping uselessly. They dragged him away . Luke was strapped down before he fully understood where he was. Leather restraints bit into his wrists and ankles, pinning him to a cold metal chair. Thick wires and thin tubes were attached to his chest, arms, neck everywhere. The machine beside him hummed softly He shook uncontrollably. "I didn't kill anyone," Luke sobbed, tears streaming down his face. "I swear... please... I promise... please don't do this..." A guard stepped forward and flipped a switch. The machine roared to life. Electricity tore through Luke's body . His back arched violently against the restraints as a scream ripped from his throat. The asylum swallowed his screams whole.

Every story has a villain. And we grow up believing villains never win. That they are punished, destroyed. But when the villain wins... then??? . . This book has no fairytale, no happy ending... only a dark love story twisted with obsession, running, caging, torturing, and everything that drags you into the shadows. The description isn't nice I know. I was too lost inside the prologue I didn't even get time to shape these words. But if you want to read about love turned into chains, about obsession about torture then read this story. And after you read the prologue... if you want to write a description for me you can. I'll add it🤞🏻

Gawin was his sweetest wound... and his most loyal hate. Now Joss kisses him as if he's forgiven him. But bites him as if he wants to break him from the inside out. His touches are sometimes gentle, but his gaze always burns. He says it doesn't hurt anymore, that nothing matters. But every time he comes close, he does it with the resentment of someone who never healed... This isn't love... but it's the most beautiful way to silence him.

#Jossgawin FanFic | bxb - Spy - Romance Comedy Gawin Caskey, the rising star of the state intelligence agency, had pulled off numerous undercover missions without breaking a sweat. So when he was assigned the daunting task of infiltrating the lair of the notorious criminal mastermind, Joss Wayar, he felt prepared-or so he thought. Disguised as a lowly staff member, Gawin had high hopes of gaining access to Joss's inner circle. His target? Becoming Joss's trusted confidant. His reality? Scrubbing floors as a servant. This fiction was written after the author watched Spyxfamily, John Wick and even Agent 007. Nothing special just wanted to make a fiction about spies with comedy romance genre.

"... Angels that can't fly will be stuck on earth, as the devil's lover." -Zenith Deveroux is the genius heir to the Deveroux Empire, and even though he owns everyone's existence, he can't seem to own the heart of his childhood friend and servant, Dane Kaisen. So he took the boy to a remote lake house to hopefully develop their relationship, but things go south when obsession is developed instead. master x servant, unrequited love ⚠️ r##pe, revenge, toxic