🌹 DEVIL'S LITTLE BRIDE 🌹 He is the ruthless devil-Tyler Morozova, a cold Mafia king feared across Russia, untouched by love, untouched by women. She is Tara Sharma, a pure-hearted Indian girl devoted to her family and her God, stepping into college with dreams of art and innocence. Two worlds-one drenched in blood, the other glowing with faith. Two souls-one cursed by hatred, the other blessed with purity. Fate has only one plan: to make the Devil claim his little bride. "When the Devil meets his angel, innocence becomes his greatest obsession." He vowed never to touch a woman... until fate gave him his bride." . "Her prayers reached the heavens, but destiny delivered her to the Devil." . "A ruthless king of sin. A pure daughter of faith. One marriage that will burn the world."

Ansh, Mumbai's feared mafia king, believed in power, not God. Kriti, a simple village girl, believed in both. A single glance ignited a possessive, mad love in him. He would burn the world for her, but couldn't bear a single tear in her eyes. A emotional drama of scary obsession, family fear, and a love that became redemption. ✨ "Thank you for reading this description! 💖 If you enjoyed it, don't forget to check out the full story. Your support means a lot-thank you!" ✨

A Rebirth Love Story. Setting- 1870s Ancient India (when Britishers ruled upon India) Inaaya Sharma a 21 years old fresher who passion is only two things first, becoming a Archeologist and second, traveling off to new places all over the world. Whether it'd be an old temple or even an abondoned mansion. Fresh out of college she wanted to wander to new places and that's when she came across an abondoned mansion in Udaipur where Britishers used to live when India was under them. She wanted to explore that place for her fun but what she didn't know is that her destiny is completely going to change in that mansion and someone is waiting for her in other dimension or should I say from her past life. "Whose mansion is this, so big but so beautiful. I wish I could live in this kind of palace." God listened to her and her destiny changed. She found herself in the year 1870 when Britishers were the rulers. When she was trying to understand what was happening with her, she found herself in another dangerous situation because now a very cruel and ruthless Colonel Head Officer claimed to love her and wanted to marry her. ************************************** 🌸 "Henry Machester" 🔥 "yes, my love" 🌸 "wait, what? my love?" 🔥 "Yes, my love, my darling, my wife, my Inaaya Henry Machester." 🌸 "wait a second, when did I became your wife?" 🔥 "the moment my eyes fell on you, you were mine.So don't you even think of leaving your husband.Your husband is a very possessive man, he doesn't want his wife to look at any other man.So don't talk to any man other than me or I will give him slow but painful death in front of you and you don't want that, right?" 🌸 (inner thought) "god where have you sent me, why are you giving this punishment to me. Now how do I go back to my time and get rid of this delulu man." 🌸 "But we are not even married? How are you my husband?" 🔥 "We will, my love."

THIS IS THE STORY OF THE MAFIA AND HIS WIFE. " Please stop what did I ever do?" Y/n sobbed while trying her best to shout those words. " You deserve it slut for taking my supposed-to-be wife's position," He said as he thrust into her making her moan loudly. Mafia V was getting married but the bride went missing. To save his reputation he got married to his friend aka his childhood crush Y/N. But later the mafia finds out that Y/N drugged his supposed-to-be wife before marriage so she can marry him. And heard a lot of bad things about his wife being a slut and gold digger. Which triggered tae and led him to make some uncomfortable and unforgivable mistakes. Let's find out how his marriage life turns into and if y/n would forgive him. ^^Note^^ If you are a youtube ff reader you might have come across this ff. It was a bit popular (when I uploaded it on YouTube) It almost reached 100k views on each ep but since it's 21+ YouTube decided to delete my whole channel. I'm hoping that many of you will like it. ⚠WARNING⚠ This series may contain drugs, harassment, rape, bad language, smut... If you are uncomfortable with such content, I suggest you skip the part.

Her eyes widened when she saw him, she asked out, '' What are you doing here sir? Please go, my husband will reach home soon '', her chin dropped. He stated, lifting her jaw until---their eyes met,'' Do you think your so called husband can do anything to me Sunspark ? '' She interrogated, removing his fingers from her chin,'' Why are you here?---Just leave my house ''. He smirked, his eyes burning with lust and something she couldn't name----, ''You already know why I am here. If you don't want everyone to listen your moans then go to your bed, I want you on your hands and knees or else I'll make you scream like whore infront of your in laws '', she stepped back, her eyes sparkled with fear. '' No, please, I'll not do it '' , she mutters, her chest heaves with courage. '' Do you want your childrens to listen their mother's sweet moans sunspark? '' he smirked in a dangerous way, her heartbeats raises in fear and anguish. At last, She reached near the bed, she got on her all fours. ✿⁠ She's married , has a husband even two kids.She's a science teacher at a government school. ⁠ He's a politician, he's unmarried, he thinks woman fall for his physique and money, which is almost true. When her school organised an annual function, he was invited to their school as the chief guest. when he saw her, he instantly fell for her, he tried to claim her. He kidnapped her daughter so that he can make her his. She tried to rescue her daughter but ended up being trapped by him. Is he genuinely interested in her? or does he wants to exert control ? How will her husband react when he gets to know them ? Or is there are some other mysteries on the path? To know about it kindly read the story.

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."

" I can't ... I can't stay away from you jaan" He pressed the photo to his chest, "You think I will give up? That I will forget you?"His voice dropped to a dark whisper "No, Tara. You are not something I can lose." He kissed the photo's surface his lips trembling. "You do not get to decide for both of us. You are mine. Tum meri thi, hao .. aur rahogi." (You were mine, you are mine... and you'll always be mine.) He threw back the last of the alcohol, the bottle clinking against the wall and shattering into a thousand pieces. . . Story of dev and tara

"I didn't choose to love you. I just... can't exist without you." "I'll give you lots of money. Spend a night with me." "Never. I will never let you go." "I want you to marry me." She said no. He threatened her brother. He kissed her without permission. He made her bleed-and then cut his own arm to feel her pain. "I'm a monster. But you're mine." She wears his sindoor. His mangalsutra. His name. She never wanted any of it. "I hate you," she whispers. "I know," he says, weeping at her feet. "But I'll spend my whole life making you love me." "Don't you feel shame?" "I only feel you." A village girl with dreams of becoming a teacher. A ruthless heir who has never been told no. A marriage built on obsession, fear, and a love so dark it destroys everything it touches. He calls her his queen. She calls him her cage. "You can force me to marry you. You can force me to wear your sindoor. But you can never force me to love you." "Watch me, sweetheart. I have forever." VEER RATHORE doesn't love. He possesses. ANANYA doesn't surrender. One temple. One glance. One obsession that will burn the world. "If you take off that bangle,ready to see your brother loses his hands." "If you try to leave, I will find you." "If I can't have you... I will die. And my family will make sure yours dies with me." 💀 Dark Romance | Obsessive Hero | Forced Marriage | Possessive Love ⚠️ He's not the prince. He's the beast who burned the fairy tale. "You are my heart. And a man can't live without his heart." "I will never love you." "Then I will spend forever being worthy of you." "You're a monster." "I'm YOUR monster, sweetheart." "If one drop of his blood falls, I will paint your village with your family's blood." "He grabbed her so hard her bangles broke. She bled. So he cut his own arm to feel her pain." " Sweetheart, You Are Mine" dark Indian romance where love isn't given. It's taken. And once he's seen her face, he will never look away.

In the heart of Mumbai,**Viraj**, the ruthless 'King of the Underworld', rules from a palace of ice. Betrayed in childhood, he trusts no one and believes love is a lie meant to break men. **Tanvi**, the cherished princess of a business empire, lives in a palace of light, wrapped in pure, overprotective love. She believes love can heal anything. **Tanvi:** "Please, just let me go." **Viraj:** (Voice a low, dangerous whisper) "Go? You are the only light in a lifetime of darkness. Do you think I will ever stumble back into the shadows and let you go? I would burn this entire city to the ground first. You live in my world now. Breathe my air." **Tanvi:** "You hate everyone. Why not me?" **Viraj:** (Gently tracing her cheek, a chilling gesture) "I don't hate you, *meri jaan*. I hate everything that isn't you. The world exists only to bring you to me. Now that you're here, the rest of it is just... noise for me." (Then He Smiles Sadly And) **Viraj:** You can hate me. I can live with your hate. It's hurts. It burns, but I can feel it. You can scream at me, push me away every single day. You can even say you don't love me... I will fight it. I will fight until my last breath to make you see. **(He turns slowly. His eyes are not empty now. They are filled with terrifying, vulnerable pain.)** **Viraj:** Do anything. Anything at all. But... never leave me. And never, *never* betray me for another man. **(His voice cracks, just a little.)** **Viraj:** If you do that... you won't just be leaving. You will be taking everything with you. The last flicker. The last little belief that anything in this life... can be real.The love i feel for you can be real. If you betray me too, then I will know for sure. The world is only darkness. And I am meant to be alone in it. Please...MY JAAN.. you don't be the one to show me that. **A story of violent obsession, fierce protection, and a love that is either salvation or destruction.**

Vihaan's POV The more you run from me, the worse I'll. become for you, jaan. Anayra's POV I'll run away from you, no matter what. happens next. ~ DESCRIPTION ~ "Please... let me go," she cried, her voice trembling as she struggled in his grip. Her small hands pushed against his chest, but his hold only tightened. Vihaan stood there, expressionless-his face a mask of cold dominance. "Never," he said, his voice low and final. Without another word, he dragged her closer to the sacred fire burning before the idols of Radha and Krishna. The flames flickered, casting shadows that danced over their faces. As he began taking the vows, his hand locked around hers, her tears streaming down like shattered pearls. She kept wiggling, crying, begging-but his resolve never wavered. When the final vow was taken, she looked at him through blurred eyes, hatred lacing her trembling voice. "I hate you," she whispered, before her body gave in and she collapsed-unconscious in his arms. For a long moment, Vihaan just stared at her pale face, a dark calm settling over his features. Then, with a faint, twisted smile, he murmured, "And I'm obsessed with you." He carried her out, placing her gently on his lap as he sat inside the car. His fingers brushed against her tear-stained cheek, his voice dropping to a possessive whisper. "You're mine... only mine." No one could have imagined that one day, she would be bound to someone like this-forcefully, fatefully, irrevocably.