❛You all must have heard that a ray of light is definitely visible in the darkness which takes us towards light. But what if instead of light the devil is seen in the darkness?❜ ✧ AVAYAN SINGH RATHORE, A twenty eight years old handsome, but arrogant and short tempered man. Apart from anger he has no other emotion. For everyone he is the chair person of 'Rathore Group of Construction', but in actuall he is a Mafia King, The Mad Wolf, whose name is enough to make the world tremble but no one knows the face behind this dangerous name. He never thought that a girl would suddenly come into his life and with her arrival, he would be able to feel the beats of his dead heart, he would be able to feel the emotion of love in his hate-filled dark life. ♡ NITYA SINHA, A twenty two years old beautiful, sweet and innocent girl. She lost her parents and her stepmother has made her life hell. She wanted to sell her for money. She has a lot of love for everyone in her heart but she never got anyone's love. But she never thought that someone would come into her life who would love her the way she always wanted. ✧ The story of two broken souls who healed each other through the feelings they had for each other. BOOK #01 in series 'DEATH GAMER'

°●•He Wants Her and She Hates Him, Destiny Loves Them●°• Evelyn Smith has always lived in the shadows-soft-spoken, sweet, and invisible. But when fate thrusts her into the world of Hayden Lopez-the city's most feared billionaire with a cruel smile and bloodstained hands-her quiet world shatters. Handsome, Ruthless, and Dangerously untouchable, Hayden rules his world with blood and control. He doesn't chase. He takes. And the moment he saw Evelyn-soft, innocent,-he decided. Stripped her of freedom, wrapped her in silk, and locked her in his mansion like a precious, untouchable secret. But Evelyn wasn't as fragile as she looked. And Hayden? He wasn't ready for the war between her tears and his obsession. Because every time she defies him, he falls harder. Every time she tries to run, he pulls her closer. And the more she hates him, the more he wants to break her... She would belong to him. Even if it meant stealing her away from everything she's ever known. Held captive in a mansion that looks like paradise but feels like a cage, Evelyn swears she'll never break. But Hayden isn't just a man. He's an obsession. A storm in a tailored suit. And the deeper she sinks into his darkness, the harder it becomes to remember who she was before him. Some stories were never meant to be gentle. Some were written in blood, bruised lips, and whispered lies. And some kings don't need crowns- They just need someone soft to ruin. Because she was his from the moment he saw her. She's the light he wants to own. Even if it means dragging her into his darkness. Dive in, Love.. you're about to get obsessed >>

It was exactly 11:00 PM, the time Isla always flipped her "Closed" sign and turned off the lights in Wild Bloom, her small flower shop tucked between forgotten alleyways and whispering city shadows. But that night, as her hand reached for the light switch, the bell above the door chimed-sharp, urgent. He stumbled in like a ghost, blood dripping down the side of his face, staining the pale tiles beneath him. Dressed in black, with eyes colder than winter storms, the stranger looked like sin wrapped in silk. "Ten thousand roses," he rasped. She blinked. "Excuse me?" "Red," he added, swaying. "All red." Then he collapsed. Panic clawed at her throat, but her heart-too kind for this world-moved faster. Isla locked every door, drew every curtain, and pulled him behind the counter. Hands trembling, she cleaned the wound on his head, placed ice on his temple, and whispered comforting nonsense until the man stopped flinching in his sleep. That night, she didn't go home. She curled up on the shop floor beside him, lulled to sleep by the scent of roses and danger. But by sunrise, he was gone. No note. No name. Nothing... except a single red rose in a water glass on the counter. The next day-another rose. Then another. And another. Day after day, always at opening, never seen, never explained. A love letter written in thorns. Will she ever see the bloodstained stranger again? Or was he just a dream wrapped in petals... and gunpowder? !!UPDATE DAILY!!

Priya's hands trembled as she tried to eat, but Rohan's eyes were fixed on her-soft, loving, terrifying. **Rohan:** "Why are your hands shaking, jaan? Is my food scaring you... or am *I*?" Priya swallowed hard. "N-No. Everything is perfect." He smiled-empty, dangerous. **Rohan:** "Good. I only want the best for what's mine." When Priya whispered, "Rohan... this isn't love," his hand tightened around hers, then loosened just enough to be gentle. **Rohan:** "If loving you is madness, then let the world burn. You're my life now. And I don't share my life with anyone." Priya's heart sank as he brushed her tears away. **Rohan:** "Smile for me, jaan. Just one smile... or I might lose my temper."

Ira Verma never imagined her new job would land her inside the cold, echoing walls of the Rathore estate-a mansion guarded by silence, secrets, and the brooding presence of the man she's been hired to care for. Devraj Singh Rathore, heir to one of the most powerful families in India, is feared by many and understood by none. Bound to a wheelchair after a brutal attack, he shows no emotion, no warmth... and certainly no interest in the woman tending to him. At least, that's what Ira believes. What she doesn't know is that behind his still gaze lies a storm-dark, obsessive, and dangerously fixated on her. He watches when she's not looking, collects pieces of her she never gave, and burns with jealousy every time his younger brother dares to flirt with her. But Ira has a life outside this mansion. A fiancé her family chose. A future she thought she wanted. Devraj is done pretending. And when obsession begins to crack through restraint, Ira must face a chilling truth: You can only run so far... when the one who craves you is already inside your world.

ethan keeps having an obsession for this girl, he can't think of anything but her. he follows her everywhere because he can't help the desire of just seeing her. ethan is in bad state of mind since this started, he is sad, overwhelmed and obsessed.

When a mysterious killer started wiping out the city's prettiest, meanest, most scandalous girls, Eleo thinks she's safe. She's none of those things. She's just a clumsy, overworked college student with zero dating experience. That is, until she does something spectacularly dumb that inevitably put her in his path. Now, instead of living her quiet, peaceful life, she's dealing with: • ‌A ridiculously good-looking serial killer who won't leave her alone. • ‌Death threats that sound suspiciously flirty. And, Eleo's got two options: 1. Find out who the killer is before he "accidentally" falls in love with her. 2. Die. ...And dying sounds 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 inconvenient. 🚨 Not a tutorial. Do NOT attempt.

"You're mine, Layla." "What-t?" she whispered, still trying to catch up to the whirlwind of emotions crashing through her. "Mine," he repeated, his voice firm and fierce. "Not Liam's. Not anyone else's. Mine. Only mine." ~~ Crestwood High Trilogy #1 ● LAYLA HARPER I'm all about good vibes, great art, and even better company. I'm always on the lookout for new adventures and experiences to fuel my art. But then I saw him - the mysterious guy in school who seems to exist in a world of his own. He's silent, cold, and distant, like a ghost haunting the halls. What secrets is he hiding behind those piercing eyes? I'm drawn to the mystery of him, and I find myself wondering what it would take to crack the code of his icy exterior. ● DANIEL GARCIA I'm a ghost in the halls, a shadow in the crowd. People see me, but they don't really look. I'm a master of hiding in plain sight, of being invisible despite being right in front of them. My walls are up, my guard is down... or is it the other way around? Either way, I'm not letting anyone in. Not after what happened. But then she showed up, Layla Harper is like a ray of light in a world that's gone dark. And I'm not sure if I'm drawn to her or repelled by her. Either way, I'm stuck on her, like a puzzle piece that won't fit. ~ What happens when sparks fly between sunshine & darkness? ~

Abhimaan Rajvansh - 33 years old. A ruthless Mafia king, known in the underworld as "The Ghost." Cold-blooded. Brilliant. Irresistibly dangerous. A man whose hands are stained with sin and soul carved from ice. Love? He doesn't believe in it. Control? That's all he knows. _________________________________________ Dr. Reet Khanna - 28 years old. A renowned cardiologist. Gentle-hearted, soft-spoken, and deeply principled. Known for saving lives, not destroying them. She's everything he's not-light where he is darkness, healing where he is hurt. When Reet unknowingly saves the man every law fears, she becomes more than a doctor to him-she becomes his obsession. What begins as obsession spirals into a twisted game of desire, control, and impossible choices. He will have her. Even if it means tearing her world apart. Because Abhimaan doesn't ask. He takes. And once he's chosen you-there's no escape from the Devil's Obsession......

I've been locked in this mysterious mansion for ten years. Cleaning and following the rules of a Lord whose face I've never seen. Rule 1: Don't walk the halls at night Rule 2: Never leave the property Rule 3: Don't ask about the Lord of the estate Once you leave the mansion, you can't come back. My mother tells me I should be thankful because only crime and death remain outside the gates after the war. But after ten years of cleaning the same halls and reading the same books, after ten years of unanswered questions, my curiosity got the best of me. I snuck out of the mansion and went to the nearby town: a crime that could get me banished. I began asking about the mysterious Lord, and tonight, I will walk the forbidden halls and hope to catch a glimpse of him. This is a 15-chapter sample. The Complete story is on patreon.com/ancientt