In between the peaceful and simple life of Mehul Sharma, when a black cloud knocks, back to back dreadful turns take place in her life. Her only mistake was she showed the guts to deny the Monster. let's dive in to explore more

There is no clear definition of love. There are multiple versions of this same feeling. The feelings are complex too. This made "Love" more interesting. What happens when two opposite personalities collide with their age gap and extremely different mindsets. Will sparks fly or will they end up hurting each other? let's dive in to experience this sweet, bitter, and hottest journey of two souls

"Ahhh, please leave me!" I screamed as Aditya dragged me by my hair and pushed me down hard into the living room. He knelt in front of me and yanked my hair forcefully. "How dare you cheat on me?" he roared, slapping me back and forth. Hearing the commotion, his mom and sister-in-law ran out, shocked. "Aditya..." "Stay out of this, Maa," he growled at them. Even I flinched at his voice. "I thought you were different," he continued "But no... I was wrong to believe you" he spat. "I d-didn't do a-anything... h-he's just a f-friend and I swear we were just s-studying. P-please t-trust me" I cried helplessly. "Friend?" He chuckled. "Friend, lover, husband: everything to you is me. Me. Only me," he screamed like a madman terrifying me even more. "You need punishment" he whispered "After this, you'll even hesitate to breathe the same air with another man" he said like a psycho. Before anyone could react, he dragged me to the kitchen and slammed my hand onto the hot pan. A scream ripped out of me. My vision blurred; the last thing I felt was his arms catching me as everything went black. ------------------------ Ananya, a 20 year old college student, gets married to Aditya, a 33 year old psychiatrist, under unexpected circumstances. To the outside world, Aditya is calm, gentle and the perfect husband who takes good care of her. But behind closed doors, he is dangerously obsessive, controlling and dominant and Ananya becomes the only thing he wants to own. ⚠️ Warning: This story contains dark romance, obsession, control and toxic behaviour.

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"Everything is fair in love and war!" But is it really true that everything is justified? If yes then Amay Purohit's madness is justified too. If yes then becoming a mere pawn for Riyana Luthra in this game of chess is justified too. It would have been a relationship built on hatred... if his eyes hadn't been consumed by insanity. Amay Purohit is a battlefield, and standing right in its center is Riyana Luthra. Now, either he will destroy Riyana... or he will make her stand beside him. Riyana is unaware of all his wars. But will she ever understand this chessboard of chaos? To find out... keep reading.

(#1 POSSESSION SERIES ) "I wasn't asking to be worshipped. I just wanted to be loved... not owned." - Sarah Rizvi "I don't love you, Sarah. Love is too fragile. I own you-and I always will." - Rayyansh Singh Rathore Sarah Rizvi was like a butterfly-soft, delicate, full of silent love. And Rayyansh Singh Rathore? He was the cage. She loved him since childhood. Quietly. Purely. But he never gave her love. Only took her time, her body, her presence-while coldly claiming he felt nothing. Yet when she finally gathers the courage to leave, she discovers the truth: Rayyansh may never say he loves her... But he's obsessed. Addicted. And he'll burn the world before letting his butterfly fly free. Because she was never his to love. She was always his to possess. Dive into TOXIC POSSESSION-a haunting descent into a love that never healed, only claimed, consumed, and caged. Because some men don't fall in love. They conquer it.

A wedding... and a runaway bride! Srishti Mishra forced to marry her sister's would-be husband! Mahir Kapoor, a ruthless man who cares about nothing except his work. After his bride runs away, he forcefully marries Srishti and demands a child from her. Srishti wants to escape, but every time she tries, Mahir pulls her back to him. Will Srishti ever be able to get away from Mahir? And why does Mahir want a child so desperately?

"Do you want me to f*ck your brains out?" I don't understand this kind of language and i don't like it. "Look at you...so wet..ready for my dick...but do you remember the night when I tried making love to you but you cried out suddenly...you make me feel like a ra*ist but now look at yourself...you are craving for my dick...you want me to f*ck you so hard...you are dripping like a wh*re" He showed me his finger which is covered in my wetness. I immediately got off the sofa. I broke into violent sobs after hearing such words from him. "What do you want Ashutosh? What do you want?? You want me to leave? I'm leaving then...i can't handle this anymore..." I immediately walked towards the door to leave but he grabbed me from behind. "You are not going anywhere...do you understand?" "Let go... I can't stay and cry here all the time..." I tried pulling my hand back from his grip but he dragged me inside our bedroom and locked the door.

Eman Chaudary- A naive 18 year-old high school student. 
Arzal Malik- A 26-year-old accomplished business tycoon and a perilous Mafia Don. ...

"I will tell my api and bhai about you! Leave me!" Emaan, with her feet and hands tied, tried to get down from the bed.


"Oh really?" He squeezed her boobs lightly through her shirt.


"Yes. Then they're gonna punish you. Get away from me!"


"But they will punish you, baby."


"Mujhe kyun?" (Why would they punish me?)


"Kyun ke tum mere bistar pe ho, baby. Nobody will believe you. In fact, they will also not let you go to school anymore. Aur princess ko toh school jana bohat pasand haina?" (Because you're in my bed, baby. And princess really likes going to school, right?)


Emaan nodded while sobbing.


"Then just obey me. And I'll make you feel so good."


He took her lips into a kiss while his hand proceeded to make its way through her covered cunt.

Some stories don't begin with love at first sight. Some begin with irritation, sharp words, and the stubborn belief that the other person is exactly the kind of mistake you should avoid. That's how it was for Ibrahim and Jannat. She was the girl who believed in plans, neat lists, and quiet dreams. He was the man who thrived on challenges, chaos, and bending rules just enough to make people nervous. Their worlds should never have collided - but they did, in the most inconvenient way possible. It started with a phone call neither of them expected. A proposal neither of them wanted. And a meeting they were both determined to sabotage. But fate has a strange sense of humor. In the weeks that followed, Ibrahim would discover that Jannat's calm smile hid a stubborn streak stronger than his own. And Jannat would learn that behind Ibrahim's confident arrogance was a man who could be unexpectedly... human. Neither of them believed in destiny. Neither wanted to fall. But life doesn't ask for permission - it simply pulls you into someone's orbit and dares you to walk away. This is not the story of perfect love. It's the story of how two people, who swore they could never stand each other, ended up learning that sometimes, love grows in the unlikeliest of soil.