⚠️ TW : contains violence

"Vikram..." she rasped, her voice a broken, wet whisper. "Please... I'm sorry... I won't... I won't fight you anymore. Just... let me go. Please." Vikram stopped. He tilted his head, a faint, unsettling smirk touching his lips as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a thick roll of heavy-duty medical nylon restraint strips. "Let you go?" Vikram asked softly, his voice smooth as silk. "Haven't you heard what Dr. Sharma said, jaan? You are suffering from severe manic psychosis. You hurt yourself. You need complete, uninterrupted bed rest." Panic surged through Meera's veins, fighting against the drugs. She tried to pull her hand back, but Vikram's grip caught her wrist with bone-crushing force. He tied her wrist and ankles to bedpost. "No-stop, please-!" she choked out, her voice breaking into a terrified sob. "There," Vikram murmured, smoothing down the blanket over her chest with horrifying gentleness. "Now you won't fall out of bed during your delusions."

Rudra's grip tightened just enough to steal her breath, and Priya's tears came without permission. The sting on her cheek wasn't visible, but it burned with humiliation and fear. Her sobs filled the space as he backed her into the wall, leaving her nowhere to run. His presence closed in, heavy and suffocating, trapping her between cold stone and his control. She trembled there, broken by how helpless she felt-and how he ruined her.

This story is not for sensitive readers please read on your own risk. This is the story of three girls. They are different but cage in their husbands's golden cage.. Adhikrit & priya "P_please leave me.." the crying voice of priya echoes in whole mansion but no one came to help her. His predatory eyes never leaving her. He hold her neck and slapped her hard. "HOW DARE YOU" he shouted at her and she shivered trying to unhold his grip.. SLAPPED... ~ Veer & annu "I_I lo-ve you.. p_ple-ase don't be-at me" words left from her mouth as she begged for his love and care. "I hate you" he said as he thrust hard inside her.. "Ahhhhhhh.." ~ Adhayay & geet "Why can't you understand I don't love you leave me" she shouted at him being anger but he was not listening to her.. " I don't care about anything. I want you means I want you" he said. He was obbessiod with her the day when she slapped him.. Starting : 2 november 2025 Ending: 9 April 2026 STARTING: 2 november 2025 ENDING: ??

I should've seen it coming in my parents' silence. when they have let me face it alone. Now i see it in my bruises and my body. how delusional was i to think just because he was known to be cruel to other doesn't mean he would do that to me. His wife. political career demands such toughness. i convinced myself. But it went far worse. Worse than he had done with any other person who came across his way. I drifted away by the time he realized. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Abhay Thakur: Chief minister of Rajasthan . His ruthless nature was well known not in public but discussions beyond closed doors whisper his name. There were no remarks of atrocities he had done so far. He dominated every room he entered. Not just what his history hold but what his presence demands . His eyes give away nothing. Sanjana Srivastav: Her passion for arts is her comfort in a world of chaos her father is into. Which unknowingly dragged her along. Hidden in the shadows , still caught the eye of the predator. Her gentleness soothed him when he wasn't ready for the change. Consequences knocked on her life when she is married to a man decade older to her.

Mathivannan Even though he is surrounded by numbers every day, Mathivanan never lets life become "calculated." But what happens when love enters his perfectly balanced world... and starts changing everything he believes in? Malarvizhi People in her village know her as the "rowdy girl who never stays quiet." But they don't know the truth - Behind all that noise is a girl who just wants to be heard... not for her attitude, but for her voice.

It is a love story between Madhan and Radhi. Madhan, a neighborhood boy, friend of Vinoth who is Radhi's Brother. He is naughty by nature. He secrets are known by Vinoth alone.. Vinoth is his crime partner. Knows Radhi as a friends sister. He had interest in her, but controlled himself because of friendship. Radhi, who appears to a calm and silent girl, but naughty only with her friend. Have a secret love in Madhan. She is afraid to express herself because of the situation. Join with me to witness their love journey.. As per the request, I have made it to a short story. Kindly support me.

Hero who falls in love with a widow and accepts her baby girl as his own

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"Stop the car." Arun turned toward her. "Why? What happened? Are you not feeling well? Feeling like vomiting?" The concern in his voice only irritated her more. "Just STOP THE CAR." The cab slowed and pulled over. Dakshina got down. Arun followed. "Do you have money?" she asked. "I have some," he replied. "Do you see that shop?" Arun looked in the direction she pointed. A wine shop. "Yeah..." he said, hesitantly. "Go and buy me a drink." Arun blinked. "You drink?" "You don't?" "No... I don't." "Just wow." She looked away, folding her arms. "Listen, I'm not a homely girl. I already told you. We might be married, but not for long." Arun lowered his gaze. "I know." "Just buy me a drink. Please. I need it... after everything that happened today." He hesitated. "What do you drink?" "Rum. Or whiskey. Or vodka. Anything. Please." Arun walked toward the shop. Dakshina stood alone on the roadside. And once again, the sadness crept back in.