"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.

_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. Please read whole story.male lead have a really good character development This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!

Years ago, they were bound by a mistake called marriage. Too young to understand love, too proud to stay. They walked away , carrying the scars, the silence, and a story left unfinished. Now, after years apart, Arjun and Avantika stand on opposite ends of success , independent, unstoppable, and untouched by the past... or so they believe. But fate is never done playing its game. One unexpected meeting and all the walls they built begin to tremble. This time, there are no childish promises. No anger. No blame. Just two broken souls, learning to love the right way , the adult way , with patience, depth, and the kind of longing that never really dies. Maybe this is what destiny always meant .... not the love they lost, but the one they were meant to grow into. A story of second chances, healing hearts, and a love reborn in its most mature form. "They were too young to love right. Now fate gives them one last chance."

She's a doctor. He's a Minister. The world calls him powerful. Ruthless. Untouchable. But eight years ago... he was just a boy who kissed her. One night. One secret. One goodbye. Now destiny drags them back together. What happens when love, power, and obsession collide? Will she choose pride... or surrender to the man who never forgot her?

she was Forced to marry him.. she just did this to save her mother She thought he hated her but what happen when everything around her was just lies and she was trapped into it.. She was his Obsession and He could go to any extent to get her.. He wants her all for himself.. She was His Secret Wife The Billionare's Secret Wife and She was trapped into The Web of lies Stuck in the Dirty Game Of The Billionare.. "YOU ARE MINE NANDINI ONLY MINE AND I HATE SHARING" Mr.M Join me in this journey of BILLIONARE and HIS SECRET WIFE full of suspense, heartbreak, betrayal and Love..

One night. One mistake. One man who never planned to let her go. Mannat Kapoor was meant to be the perfect bride-engaged to her family's pride, Shaurya Khanna. The wedding was grand. The guests were waiting. The red lehenga was dreamt of since childhood. But the night before her wedding... She made the worst mistake of her life. She let down her guard. She let someone in. Arman Malhotra-her sister's brother-in-law. Charming. Obsessive. Dangerous. He said he loved her. He said she was his. And by the time the sun rose, everything Mannat ever loved was gone. There were photos. There was video. There was no escape. In front of a hundred wedding guests, Arman exposed it all-destroying her honour, her name, and every dream stitched into that red bridal dupatta. Now, with her family ashamed and her groom gone, Mannat has only one way to silence the scandal: Marry the man who ruined her. But what begins as punishment becomes something far more twisted... Because Arman doesn't want revenge. He wants forever. ⚠ Trigger Warning: This story contains mature themes, including non-consensual sexual situations, manipulation, emotional abuse, blackmail, and strong language. Reader discretion is advised.

Ryan Romano has it all-wealth, power, control. A billionaire CEO feared by the world... But not even he knows what hides inside his own mind. Ryan suffers from Dissociative Identity Disorder, a split in his soul so deep, it created someone else. Someone darker. Someone dangerous. Someone who's hiding a girl inside his mansion... And Ryan has no idea. Ananya Das was supposed to be a stranger. Now, she's trapped in a secret room-his other side's obsession, his personal captive, his broken doll. She screams, but the walls don't talk. She prays, but Ryan-the real Ryan-never hears. But the question is... When he does find out- Will he save her? Or will he become the monster she fears most? ---

Book-1 of His Series 𝐓𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬. ______________________________________ Rudransh Singh Rathore took over the position of CEO of Rathore Industries, leading it to great heights. He is feared nationwide. People describe him as ruthless, cold, heartless, and merciless. "I'll never let anyone take her away from me , not now , not ever." Shivanya Chauhan loves teaching as it gives her confidence. She is the neglected elder child, hoping to find someone who will love and care for her. Despite her circumstances, she is sweet, caring, bubbly, and someone who spreads happiness around her. "Being kind is not a weakness ; it's my strength." _______________ Two people with different personalities , tied in an arranged marriage by their families. Join me in this journey of how they both fall in love with each other and be eachother's forever.

# 𝔹𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝟙 𝚒𝚗 "𝙃𝙞𝙨 𝘿𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚" 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴. ❝ ᴀ ᴛᴀʟᴇ ᴏғ 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ᴀɴᴅ 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐘, ғɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴜɴᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴡɪsᴛs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴜʀɴs. ❞ ⋇⋆✦⋆⋇　 ♡ 𝙎𝙃𝙍𝙀𝙀𝙉𝙄𝙆𝘼 × 𝙑𝙀𝙀𝙍𝘼𝙉𝙎𝙃 ♡ Two worlds-gentle and cold, ordinary and extraordinary-are destined to collide. Shree : " Aap hmare kyu nahi ho ske...Veerji. " ◦•●◉✿.........✿◉●•◦ Veer : " Ye dil sirf aapse hi pyaar krta hai... Or hmesha krta rahega... Shree. " ◦•●◉✿.........✿◉●•◦ ❝ Veer & Shree's story is a testament to the truth that ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛs ᴀʀᴇ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ, no fear, no distance and no twist of fate can keep two souls away from finding their way back to each other. ❞ ✿✿ Ｔｒｏｐｅｓ ✿✿ ◕ Arranged marriage fallout ◕ Healing through love ◕ Slow-burn to passionate confession ◕ Jealousy-induced realization ◕ Protective hero ◑ Billionaire romance ◑ Hidden Identity ◑ Age gap Let's dive into the enchanting tale of Veer and Shree, a love story that will capture your heart and leave you breathless. Because sometimes, ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ - ɪᴛ's ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ's ᴍᴏsᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ ᴅᴇsɪʀᴇ. ⋇⋆✦⋆⋇　 Started: Mon Dec 16, 2024 Ended: #1 in Schoolteacher #1 in Lovelycouple #1 in Hothero #9 in Bookstagram

Now, thanks to our families' , I'm wearing a wedding dress and he's waiting at the mandap with that smug grin I've wanted to slap since forever. He was my childhood rival, my number-one headache, and the boy who kicked a ball right at my face Now he's my husband. Bound by a marriage neither of us asked for, we made one rule: stay out of each other's way. But between stolen glances, late-night fights, and way-too-close-for-comfort moments... Our rules are starting to break. And so are our hearts. -Ishaan X Vaani