You and your family came to see me-I said no. Baat khatam. Rishta kahin aur dekh lo. And LEAVE. ME. ALONE!" My chest heaved with emotion, my vision blurred with tears I was trying hard not to let fall. But he didn't even blink. He simply looked at me with that dark, unreadable gaze... and then moved toward me, slow and steady, till I was pinned between his car door and him. No one could see us like this. He leaned in, caging me with his arms on either side of my head. His breath brushed against my skin as he whispered, "You don't wanna marry me... hmm?" I looked away, panic flaring again. He tilted his face, locking eyes with mine. "Bolo." I whispered, "No..." A cruel smirk curled on his lips. "Toh phir kis se karni hai shaadi?" he whispered. "N-no one..." He straightened up-now towering over me-and then, without warning, grabbed my waist and lifted me off the ground. My hands were caught between us, pressed to his chest. "A-Aahan-what... what are you-" I stuttered. "Shh," he murmured, lips brushing against my cheek. "You've said enough. Ab suno." "We're getting engaged in one week. Then the rest of the rituals. And after that," he paused, tightening his grip on my waist, "we'll get married." "Chahe tum khud mandap tak aao... ya main tumhe zabardasti le aaun. Samajh aaya, jaan?"

Shadow series book 4 [ slow updates ]

Ayah X Aaron "𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞, 𝐀𝐲𝐚𝐡," I pleaded, my voice hoarse from lack of sleep. My eyes burned, the result of two days without rest. "𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞." She stared at the floor blankly, avoiding my gaze. The room swirled around us, a dizzying mix of emotions too thick to breathe through. I rubbed my temples, trying to ease the pounding headache that had taken up residence in my skull. "Please, Mr. Russo, sign the divorce," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the thudding of my heart. "Again, Mr. Russo?" I echoed, incredulous. What had happened to her? Why was she behaving like this? I rose from the couch, my legs shaky, and knelt in front of her. My knees hit the cold marble floor with a resounding thud. "Stop doing this to me. I can't live without you, please." I pleaded, not the ruthless mafia boss my enemies feared, but a man desperate to save his marriage. If my enemies saw me now, they would think the mighty Russell was dead, replaced by this broken shell of a man. Ayah shook her head, a lone tear escaping her eye and tracing a path down her cheek. It felt like a knife digging into my heart, each drop of her sorrow piercing me deeper. "Can't you understand? I don't want to live like this anymore," she yelled, her voice cracking under the weight of her anguish. I nodded, defeated. "Okay, I'm letting you go." With trembling hands, I signed the papers, each stroke of the pen feeling like a betrayal. Ayah took them, her fingers brushing mine for the last time, and walked out of the mansion. She left me alone in the vast hall, her figure fading into the distance as she climbed into the car and drove away. Gone. Everything was gone. My childhood sweetheart had left me. But she would be back. Soon. I would make it happen. © all rights reserved by Ayelet

Aaradhya took a deep breath and began explaining everything to Rohini. "You won't believe, what happened at the wedding," she said, her voice shaking slightly. "Yaksh Singh Rajvanshi, his bride suddenly disappeared and than he came after me, demanding that l married him instead.' Rohini's eyes widened in shock. "What? That's insane! Why would he do that?" Aaradhya shook her head. " I don't know but he is ruthless and so much powerful. I had to runaway to escape him. I'm scared Rohini. I don't know what to do. Rohini's expression turned determined, "So what, his heart would have come on you by seeing your beauty. Aaradhya was already scared, she said," you are my best friend or my enemy. I am asking help and here you are. Rohini turned in her serious tone and said, "Okay, don't worry Aaradhya. We'll figure something out. We'll keep you safe. But let's get out of here and find a safe place to hide. The two friends quickly gathered there belongings and set out on a journey to find a safe heaven. As they drove through the city, Aaradhya couldn't shake off the feeling of being watched. "Rohini, I think Yaksh's mens are following us. Aaradhya said, her voice barely above a whisper.

❝The freedom I thought I had was nothing but an open cage - one he had built just for me.❞ ╼╾ Sanjana. An obedient girl to her parents with high moral values and a shining dream in her eyes to fulfil all her wishes one day. All she wants is to be an independent woman, earn her own bread, gift her parents a comfortable future and be with the love of her life forever. Forever ~ the word seems celestially cursed for her. ╼╾ The love of her life is a deceiver! Not what he appears to be. He is a territorial and egotistical rich man having an extremely contrasting mentality with her who wants nothing but a docile wife. He forces her into marriage but fate has some unexpected twists for the girl! She has an obsessive stalker... A stalker who would turn the world upside down to keep her to him. A man who had watched, waited, and shaped her life from the darkness. She was never meant to be "just a wife." She was meant to be his. He only needed one thing -her existence, bound to him forever and at any cost. ╼╾ When devotion turns into destruction - will she survive Vedant's darkness, or will she drown in it? ╼╾ ● The story will contain violence, abuse, self-harm, use of alcohol, mature scenes and other mature topics. (Warning has been given. Don't accuse me later.)

A story where revenge turns into a sinister obsession. Burhan kidnapped Alizeh to take her life to avenge on his dead father. But he couldn't succeed. Every time he attempted to kill her, her scarred breaths and whimpers drew him towards her only for him to end up marrying her but with just one purpose- ruining her completely. *** "For me, for you and for our love," He whispered, giving life to the match stick. The dim glow slightly illuminated the darkened room. The reflection of the fire visible in his green eyes. The smell of alcohol and acid was flooded in the room. She was on the floor, trying to crawl away from him. Her fearful doe eyes flickering between the match stick and his devilish eyes. "Please, no." She uttered in a barely audible voice, shaking her head in negative. She knew he was going to fire up the room. The next second, the burning match was thrown on the floor. The acid quickly picked up the fire as the rise of an inferno began. His tall entourage now completely visible as the fire continued to create light in the darkness. He took small, calculated step towards her only for her to crawl away from him in an utterly panicked state. But before she could go behind further, he reached her, squatted down to her level and threaded his finger in her locks. Jolting her head forward, he stared directly in her eyes. "Alizeh." he pushed aside a strand of hair away from her face, "I want to make love to you," He whispered with a note of finality, and placed his lips on hers as the fire continued to light up the room around them.

This is a story of two broken souls who were brought together by one's lust and other's fear. Sophia She was young, innocent, loving and pretty with big eyes that were the mirror of her soul. She was sinfully beautiful but broken. She was alone. She was trapped in the world of monsters. Then he came along. They say he is the worst of all. He is the ruthless monster you pray never to cross paths with. Will she be able to escape him or will he became her universe? Damon He was ruthless, he was aggressive, he was merciless. Everyone feared him and he is proud to be the king. He rules his world but he was broken. Then she came along. She was like a Crystal Doll. His Doll. Will he have her the way he wants and get over with his lust or will she became his life? "Let me go, please", he buried himself again in my neck and his hold became more tighter around my arms "shhhh.....breathe amore" I cringed at his nick name for me and he continued "you are mine and I am never letting you go, I will give you everything mio amore except your freedom from me". Top Rankings #1 Mafiaromance #1 Bleedinglove #1 Darklove #5 Mafiaromance #1 Mafia #1 Completed #1 darkromance

"You love it. Right?" The moment he slipped another finger inside her, Delia trembled without any hesitation, feeling another thicker and longer finger as her toes curled and her back arched backward. Being overpowered by the weird sensation, she groaned and tried to clasp his hand with her trembling legs to suppress the overwhelming rush of pleasure. She knew whatever was happening was wrong, very wrong. But still, she just couldn't make herself stop it. . . . . . . ▪▫▪▫▪▫▪▫▪▫▪▫▪▫ Delia Medison - An adopted girl. The day her uncle, her only guardian left the mortal world, she felt as if she had been flung into a raging storm. The life she had lived in perfect satisfaction had been shattered to pieces and now, she was being made to live a life of a prisoner. A possession of two men. 'Luan Collymore and Muraco Collymore' The twin brothers, who had shaken Delia endlessly to her roots. Every single moment they had reminded her that everything will end perfectly if she will acknowledge her complete defeat at their hands. ~Their relationship was deadly and destructive~ ◀Twin brothers and one adopted girl▶ ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ ⚠️ Contains detailed smut scenes and other mature content⚠️ ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ All Rights Reserved 2025 © Blue_and_Love

"𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫." [Slow update] They say love feels like sunlight after winter. But no one warns you - sometimes, it burns. Sometimes, it scars. I never asked for obsession, for manipulation, or for love that feels like poison. He came like wildfire - raw, relentless, unapologetic. My first. My beautiful mistake. He was dangerous in the most beautiful way. Gentle with me, brutal with the world. Every moment with him was comfort laced with chaos. His love? Honey laced with venom - sweet, addicting, and lethal. He didn't cross lines. He erased them. In his madness, I mistook devotion. In cruelty, I saw protection. How do you run from someone who'd bleed to keep you breathing? He saw the cracks no one else noticed. Whispered promises in the dark. And a part of me clung to them. In his arms, the world ceased to exist. But the next storm didn't come with fire. It came in silence. He arrived like a shadow - watching, waiting, suffocating. He didn't touch me - not yet. But I felt him, like smoke in my lungs. He studied me. Then he moved. And when he did, everything changed. He didn't want to love me. He wanted to rewrite me. His silence screamed louder than words. He wanted me to destroy myself for him. Now, I'm torn between two kinds of insanity: One who would ruin the world to protect me. Another who would ruin me to make me his world. And I can't tell the difference anymore. They circle me like wolves, each calling it love. But love was never meant to feel like this. Was it? I used to believe love was a gift. Now I know - it's a gamble. A bloody one. And in this game of obsession and betrayal, I'm no longer sure who the real villain is. Because when both players would kill you for love... What does that make you?

Alaric Hades, the world's deadliest knight, saw the war with Theola as merely another task. But when the princess of Theola hurt his honour, he is adamant on destroying her. When the desire of having a night of her taste, turns into a lifetime of sentence, they are forced to suffer each other. What happens when his rage turns into obsession? When her hatred become the salve of his appetite? Warning: This is strictly dark romance. Not be suitable for readers below 18 years of age.