This is the story of Adwya Rathore - a name feared in the business world, not just for his success, but for the ruthless way he wins. Where his empire stands, his dominance speaks. To the world, he is a playboy - and not without reason. Every new beauty is a desire, every new connection just another game. But beyond the power, wealth, and dangerous charm... there exists an innocent heart that loves him endlessly - fully aware of his flaws, yet unable to stop loving him. He doesn't even know she exists in his world of chaos. Will a wild heart ever learn the meaning of true love? Or will destiny keep them apart forever? Read the story of passion, power, and untold love - Ruthless Feelings ❤️‍🔥

Isabelle Grace, a beautiful and innocent girl stepped into one of the top university with dreams of living a better future. Alexander Luca Romano, the rebellious bad boy of the university, with a dangerous aura and charming looks, a playboy who loves to toy with girl's and then throw them away. What will happen When Alexander's dark gaze locks onto Isabelle's innocence, a dangerous desire stirs within him. He becomes consumed by the need to possess her, cage her and claim her as his own. Will Isabelle break free from the cage of Alexander's obsession and find true love, or will she be trapped in a life of suffering? Trigger warning:- 18+ content, violence, abuse, forced relationship, smut.

Hafid, a cold-blooded mastermind, descended from a powerful political family and deeply entrenched in the criminal underworld, is driven by an unyielding desire to keep Shanvi, his wife, close. In order to bind her to him forever and never let her go, he'd go to any extreme, even if it meant shattering her world and forcing her to stay after she discovered his dark side. ..... The college Diwali festival marked the beginning of Shanvi's crush on Hafid. As the chief guest, he stood out, though he attended reluctantly on behalf of his well-known father, Mr. Hamza Ali. Initially, Hafid didn't pay much attention to Shanvi yet, over time, a connection began to form. However, by the time Hafid recognized his feelings for Shanvi, it was too late to act on them. YES- He Lost It All. Her trust, love, everything that once bound them. All that remained was her seething hatred. She despised him, not just for who he was, but for letting herself fall for him. Her self-blame grew stronger as she realized she had disregarded her parents' warnings and married him against their wishes. She tried to get apart, but.... Through every challenge, he vowed to make her HIS, regardless of her consent. Amid the chaos, he was determined to rewrite their story, even if it meant facing the fiercest storms. ................................................................. "I will escape you and your dark world." - Shanvi. "I plan on giving you my heartbeat before I let you go." - Hafid. [WARNING - Violence + Adult Content]

❛ 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 ❜ ▪⬞▪ "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦, 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦" ▪⬞▪ To him, she's merely a pawn and possession he acquired through marriage to ascend the brutal hierarchy of the mafioso. And to her, he embodies the fear she holds for her dear life. First, snatched away like a toy second, chained by a coerced marriage and the end? She does not know. Her life bears no worth beyond being a puppet wife to this ruthless beast. ➺ An innocent girl who knows the world only through her books ~ ➺ A sadist man who is obsessed only with his power and dominion ~ ▪⬞▪ ⚠️ Dark Romance with Toxicity and Triggering Contents. [Standalone book]

Reinan Andersan A prodigy who earns thousands with a flick of her finger and then spends hours distributing it on the people in need. A female robin hood in our present world who doesn't steal the money she donates, rather earns it. Cute, down to earth and destined to take over her fathers company. She thought she had it all in life. Until she met him. The Beast He was a bad news dressed in black. King of the underground fighting, he had to bleed for every penny he earned. Downright practical and a speaker of few words. He hated talking. And couldn't bear anyone except his 3 younger siblings. He hated distractions and she came to his boxing ring wearing just his t shirt. He hated bullshit and all she utters in complete nonsense. He hated anyone coming close to his family and she showed up on his door everyday with a smile on her lips and takeway in her hands. He hated taking favours and she secretly donated millions for his sisters treatment. Reina wasn't his priority. She will never be a part of his family. She was just an uncalled burden. But then Reina has never lost a trade before and there is no away she was going to pull back on love.

#2 Legally InsanE ...Hope The one thing I had carried in my heart forever shattered when I met the ruin of me , The Raghuvanshi Heir . One dark night , Running from bastards to save my chastity , I ran into him. I thought I could save myself from those flesh eating dogs by begging him for help but my soul left my body when I saw them turn lifeless and Run like mad dogs on seeing who my Savior was . An air of melancholy surrounded him, he terrified me . In the second attempt to be saved , I promised myself to him . He held my face in his blood covered hands and said , "do you think there's anything that will stop me ? Reyansh Raghuvanshi is now yours and you little kitten, are MINE" ○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○ DO NOT COPY !!!!!

Tara and Ibrahim story. What happens when love turned into Obsession? This is not an obsession to ruin her, This obsession is far beyond his own existence. This went to the point where he found him ruining himself in her love, where he can go to any extent to claim her, to keep her with him, even if it takes to slaughter every single thing that tried to invade between his intense craving.

ARIUS DURANTE "SPADE" The Ace of all who are born to rule.He is the Devil on earth & depiction of darkness.His raging ocean blue orbs alone can intimidate the toughest,his hard masculine physique is enough to scare the strongest and his voice that just commands everyone's attention.Manipulation and annihilation are his biggest virtues.He is so deep in the swamp of darkness that he has lost the touch to humanity.His dark aura and sharp brain orders everyone to bow down in front of him and that's "THE ITALIAN MAFIA KING" for you. SITARA RATHORE She is a boon for her kingdom. The purest soul and celestial beauty with kindness as her biggest trait.One of the most powerful Royal clan's only girl child having 3 knights in shining armor as her protectors.Her cheerfulness had its boundaries limited to the royal palace as she was an introvert for the outside world.Her innocence had to take the back seat as the royal politics demanded maturity.She is the epitome of grace and smiles like the shawl of stars that lit up the dark sky.That's "THE RATHORE PRINCESS" for you. "Ask."He said to her while staring at her who is wrapping his wounded hand. "what ?"She looked at him with her eyes reflecting all the innocence this world has. "Anything you wish to."His intense gaze made her shiver a little. "won't you answer if I don't ask ?"She surprised him with her words. "I am IN the Italian Mafia."He answered her unasked question. "IN the Italian Mafia or THE ITALIAN MAFIA."She stated this time looking straight into his eyes after gathering all of her courage & his breath struck in his chest looking at those pretty eyes of hers. This made the man look at her with amusement which isn't new in her presence.She always makes him amused or speechless either with her words or with her actions. "I AM THE ITALIAN MAFIA."His words made a beautiful smile carve on her lips & as always it never fail to quicken his heartbeat creating an illusion of cardiac arrest.

"You think you're going to walk down an aisle for that old man?I'm done being the nice guy, Mishti. I'm ready to force this. I'll film every second of it-every filthy look on your face, every pathetic sound you make. I'll send that video to that old dick and let him watch exactly how his 'innocent' little bride moans while she's being ruined by a monster. I'll tell him explicitly, in detail, how I was the one who broke your hymen." I shivered violently, my knees feeling like they were made of water. The sheer brutality in his voice, mixed with the painful, heat-inducing pressure of his hands on my chest, made my head spin. "Sultan, please..." I whispered, my voice a broken, wet thread. He leaned in closer, his nose brushing against mine, his blood-red eyes burning into my soul. He gave my breasts one last, punishing squeeze before sliding his hands up to cup my face with a terrifying intensity. "Then give me something better, Mishti," he growled, his breath hot and smelling of dark desire. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't just rip the rest of these clothes off, throw you on that bed, and finish this right now? Why should I show you even a second of mercy?" I looked at his lips, then back at his crazed eyes. My body was betraying me; between the fear and the way he was handling me, a slick, treacherous heat was pooling between my thighs. My heart was thundering, not just from terror, but from a dark, shameful need to be claimed by the very man who was threatening to destroy me.