"Alexander, please no... I-I beg you. Please don't do this," I whispered, fear lacing every word as tears streamed down my cheeks."Shhh, tesoro... First, stop calling me by my name. Call me Alex, like you used to. And why are you crying? I haven't even started yet," he smirked, disgustingly calm as his hand reached for my face. I flinched. His eyes darkened. In a flash, his fingers tangled into my hair, yanking my head back with brutal force. "Don't fucking resist me, Sophie. Or it won't end well. Your tears are like gems to me-so cry more, just for me," he growled. I couldn't believe I never saw the monster hidden behind my best friend's smile."Now tell me-what foot did you move first when you tried to escape your cage?" His hand gripped a hammer, twirling it like it was a toy. "A-Alexander, please don't," I sobbed, thrashing against the chains locked around my wrists and ankles."I don't have time, mi tesoro. Punishment must be served. Now-WHICH FOOT?" he roared. ________ Meet Sophia Grace-a kind, soft-hearted girl living in a small apartment in Seattle. She's a passionate photographer, living her best life with her two closest friends: Alexander and Daniel. They share everything, bound by one rule-never catch feelings. Break that rule, and everything falls apart. But what happens when one of them does? What happens when Sophia is pulled into a darkness she never saw coming-dragged into hell by her best friend? ______ Meet Alexander Dante Moretti-a cold, calculating, dangerously handsome mafia leader. To the world, he's a 23-year-old billionaire, the most eligible bachelor. But in the underworld? He's feared. Ruthless. Untouchable. Alex has always harboured an obsession for Sophia. Years ago, he confessed. She rejected him. But his obsession never died-it evolved into something darker. Now, he's done waiting. Done playing the nice guy. And he's ready to claim what's his, no matter the cost. Even if it means chaining her to his world. Even if it means breaking her.

[ᴀʙᴜꜱɪᴠᴇ- ꜱᴀᴅɪꜱᴛɪᴄ - ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴜ] {RE-WRITING} ❝ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ʀᴀᴘɪꜱᴛ! ɴᴏᴡ ɪʟʟ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀ ʀᴇᴀʟ ʀᴀᴘᴇ ɪꜱ!❝ 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘙𝘢𝘱 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘕𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘵! 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴!

𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐊𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐚: 𝐎𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐇𝐢𝐦 | 𝟏𝟖+ "𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞." Lowering herself to the floor, she crawls towards him. Her trembling hands instinctively reach for his belt. "𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐌𝐢𝐚 𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐫?" ˚⋆𐙚｡ 𖦹.ᡣ𐭩˚

❝𝑰 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒕-𝒎𝒊𝒂 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒂.❜❜ She is a brilliant gynaecologist but mute since childhood trauma stole her voice. She doesn't get attached neither to people nor promises. For her, life was about control-of her career, her choices, her emotions. She didn't want to be fixed. She just wanted to be left alone. While he is the youngest of the Kapoor clan. A surgeon by profession, a charmer by nature. Never serious. Never still. He wanted admiration, attention and a girl who could worship the ground he walked on. A narcissist in denial, and proud of it. ❝𝐒𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐏𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬❜❜ "𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅, 𝑰 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆." "𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎 𝒎𝒆, 𝑴𝒂𝒉𝒊𝒓... 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆." "𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒆? 𝑲𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒌𝒂... 𝑰 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆." ╰┈➤𝐀𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 🏅 #87 in forcedproximity out of 5.07k stories.(4.08.25) #15 in hefallsfirst out of 1k stories. (6.08.25) #35 in adultthemes out of 12.9k stories.(23.08.25) #10 in emotionalhealing out of 1.02k stories.( 7.09.25) #19 in pasttrauma out of 3.04k stories.(24.09.25) #18 in slowburnromance put of 5.54k stories. (9.11.25)

[ ONGOING ] {Taekook mafia au} Every insanity has a deep cause behind the darkness of the mind, a scar...so deep and painful but invisible for the human eyes but no one is ready to understands that. Jungkook is a popular businessman and also work for the underground mafia, he's a boss. He has everything work, money, luxury, friends even enemies....all he doesn't have is someone to love and care for. Taehyung is a dancer, prostitute to be exact－work for the gay strip club just to save his brother. He's a poor boy struggling in his life for money and the requirement of his brother's assets. But here is a catch! He's a special person with a rare speciality that only mostly 2% in the world are able to be born with. Which made him more appealing to the customers. What is it? What will happen when one day at the meeting with his mafia partners at the same club Jungkook saw the male dancing on the stage and get drowned by his charms? Read more to find out. BOOK COVER MADE BY ME!! 💜

𝐘𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐗 𝐃𝐡𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐢 She doesn't speak. Not because she can't, but because the world never deserved her voice. He's a storm in human skin - arrogant, loud, dangerously charming. A player in every sense. But when he meets her - the girl who looks like silence and feels like art - his games start to lose meaning. She's his calm. He's her chaos. And yet, they collide like they were written in the stars. But love isn't simple when secrets are louder than words... And silence? Sometimes it hides the darkest truth. In a world full of noise, their story begins with the quietest heartbeat.

#TOP 2 in India(1,7,8/8/25) #TOP 3 in india(1,6,14,15,16,17,18/8/25) #TOP 4 in India(10/8/25) DEVYANI A 18-year-old innocent girl, She loves her father more than herself and is willing to sacrifice anything for him But how will she survive the trauma when her own father sells her to the most ruthless man just to clear his debt, without even thinking twice? "A father who sees her as a curse, locking her inside the house for 18 years and telling the world she was dead. But how will she feel when she steps out for the first time-and fate takes a 360-degree turn?" RIVAN THAKUR He lives alone with his SON(Kaizan), hating everything about marriage and the family he left behind. But when he wakes up one morning to find himself HUSBAND to a frightened young girl in his family's haveli(thakur's haveli)-his world tilts. ______________________ He stepped closer, his towering frame caging me in. My breath hitched. His eyes-sharp, cold, merciless-scanned me like I was a puzzle that didn't fit. "You don't even know how to wear a bra?" he asked, his voice low, incredulous, and almost cruel. I didn't know what to say. I slowly nodded my head-no-because... I really didn't. No one ever taught me. No one cared to. I was standing there, shivering slightly, my fingers trembling, curling into the soft shawl I used to hide myself. His gaze was burning, stripping me down to my bare soul, and I couldn't meet his eyes. But his next words... or we can say actions... shocked me to the core. ----------------- Will he accept her as his wife? Will he destroy her for a decision she never made? Or will fate tie them together in ways neither imagined? 𐙚⋆°｡⋆♡ A dark, intense love story of two broken souls bound by force, fear... and destiny.

╰┈➤𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤-1 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 They were school sweethearts - Their love was soft, unspoken, and filled with laughter. Until one day, she shattered him in ways no one else ever could. She thought ending it would set them free,but he refused to let her go -not when his heart still beat for her. Because his devotion wasn't fragile; it was fierce, consuming, and eternal. He waited. He longed. He haunted the memories of her smile,the silence of her absence. No matter how far she ran,his soul always knew the way back to her. For she was never just a chapter of his past -she was his destiny,his devotion,his belonging love. 𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐮 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 × 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐡𝐢 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚 ── .✦

"𝐑𝐞-𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡 & 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞" Started on 1st Jan, 2025 Saisha Malhotra was betrayed , destroyed by the people she called family, leaving her life to end in cold blood. But fate wasn't ready to accept this. Reborn 4 years back, she is again given a chance to rewrite her fate and seek revenge against those who had done wrong with her. The once innocent, carefree Saisha transforms into a fierce and determined woman, ready to take back what was hers. BUT, Is that really easy?? Her life takes a u-turn when she crosses paths with dark, enigmatic, charming billionaire Aayan Singh Oberoi, but this was never a part of the plan. With his own motives and connections to Saisha's family and an obsessive thirst for revenge, Aayan is a man with mystery. As their worlds collide, leading to a twisted game where nothing is as it seems. In a world where deception is the only truth, will Saisha's thirst for revenge be her downfall? Will she and Aayan uncover the truths behind their facades? Is Aayan really the person as how he seems, or something more is waiting for Saisha? Love, hatred and deception weave together in a story where trust is a luxury neither can afford..... Tropes :-- ✨ Rebirth ✨ Second chance ✨ Enemies to lovers ✨ CEO x Rising businesslady ✨ Grumpy x Serious/Sunshine ✨ Slow-burn intense romance ✨ Multi-couple romance ✨ Underworld connections ✨ Revenge plot ✨ Marriage tropes ✨ Hidden agenda ✨ Forced wedding ✨ He falls first, but did she fell? #35 in facade

He was her rock, her best friend, her first love. He became her worst nightmare, her tormentor, her captor She was his everything. His obsession. Their story should have ended with that court case, but he's found a way back to her, and he won't give her another opportunity to escape. Not this time. ------------------------------------------- Shivering, I sobbed out, unable to speak, unable to move. "Shh, shh, now baby-girl, it's alright, you're safe, don't cry" he soothed, moving closer to me. "N-Noah, I w-want to go home," I sobbed, feeling weak from my inability to talk without stuttering. A gasp left my parted lips as his hand forcefully connected with my cheek, "You are home, so I don't want to hear that crap from you, okay?" shaking, I looked down at my feet, his gaze too menacing to hold. "I said, do you understand" he spit through clenched teeth, "y-yes, I'm sorry" I whispered, a new wave of tears making their appearance. "Good girl, now I need you to keep being a good girl, okay?" nodding, my eyes met his dark ones. His form towered over me, making me feel small and irrelevant. "Words, Embry!" He demanded as I stuttered out a quiet yes. I studied him cautiously as he walked towards the far end of the room, shuffling through drawers before stalking back towards me and crouching down. I sucked in a breath as I saw the knife in his hand, his face held a mischievous grin as it glinted in the light. "Now baby-girl, you see, as much as I hate to, you need to be punished, do you know why?" Warning! This story is for mature audience, it contains strong language, abuse, mature themes and sensitive topics. Please enjoy, -Aphrodite.