Vedant Roy has spent his entire life under the brutal rule of his father. Before Vedant can claim the throne of the Roy empire, he must prove himself by destroying their greatest enemy, the Solankis. But his mission takes an unexpected turn when Prisha Solanki-the fierce and untamed mafia princess-returns home. Trained in blood and warfare, she fears no man and bows to no one. Upon encountering Vedant, a mere servant in her father's employ, she is immediately irked by his defiant demeanor. Unaccustomed to insubordination, Prisha resolves to put him in his place within the Solanki mansion. However, Prisha is drawn to Vedant's dark, unreadable aura. Determined to make him kneel, she underestimates the monster lurking beneath his obedient disguise. Because Vedant has no intention of surrendering-not to her, not to love, and certainly not to fate. In a world of deception, power, and obsession, who will break first?

[Book 1 of series Obsession] 28 Dec:- Top 3 in Top 10 in India 28 Dec:- Top 2 in India This story is STRICTLY 18+ It will contain more of adult content. READ AT YOU OWN RISK TROPES enemies with benefits Family rival Academic rivals Baddie FL x Baddie ML Hater to lovers She fell first but he fell harder Possessive ML x Possessive FL Touch her and die Touch him and face the consequences

'No....'she spoke anxiously in anger, her rose-tinted lips trembling, and tears welled up in her eyes. hearing 'No' from her mouth, it felt like my body was boiling with anger. I am Taha Aasif, no girl has ever said no to me. In anger, I stepped towards her, gripping her waist with my hand, pulling her forcefully towards me, our chests colliding. Suddenly, she looked at me with tension and innocent green eyes filled with fear. These very eyes have turned my life into torment, disrupting the peace in my otherwise decent life. "What's the problem with marrying me?" I asked in a suppressed, angry voice. "Why...because...I..." She stammered, tears streaming down from her eyes. I don't know why, but her tears pierce my heart every time. I don't know why I can't stand seeing tears in her eyes. "What...Rubab..." I shouted in anger, making her flinch. "Because I know I am a sinner, but I am not impure like you. And Allah says pure women are for pure men," "And impure women are for impure men." I looked into her eyes while completing her sentence She lowered her gaze and nodded slightly. I know I'm an animal; I do any job that Rubab's Allah forbids. But that Allah never gave me anything. He took everything from me, but I won't let him take Rubab. "So let's make it equal, future wife. I'll make you impure like me, then you'll agree to marry me, right?" I said, caressing her cheeks with back of my palm and pressed my rough cigarette and alcohol-laden lips against her soft rose lips. ******* Taha Aasif 30 years old A handsome man with a short temper His work partner calls him a beast and merciless. Rushda Rubab 18 years old A beautiful young girl whose goal is to re-establish her mother's political party. She is Abraham Ahmad's lifeline. She is full of faith. He is a non believer What happened what two different people collided with each other by the game called destiny. A Tale of innocence and obsession

He looked like a savior but came to ruin her. Viraj Oberoi was a man born of blood and power, the kind of man whose name alone could make entire empires bow. A master of deception, he wore masks better than he wore his own face. For him, lies were not just weapons... they were survival. And this time, his mask was a perfect gentleman. Shanvika Rawat was everything fierce, independent, and unyielding. She didn't bow to anyone. When she became the private tutor of Viraj Oberoi's daughter, she had no idea she had walked straight into the lion's den. Viraj only needed one thing from her...a proof that could destroy him. But the longer he watched her smile, the longer he listened to her fearless words, the longer he breathed in her presence...the more the mission turned into obsession. He was saving her body, just so he could claim her soul. Their bond grew under the roof of his mansion... a slow burn of tension, desire, and danger. Shanvika should have stayed away. She should have run the moment she saw the hunger in his eyes But she couldn't. Because Viraj didn't just want her truth anymore. He wanted her... mind, body, and soul. And this time, his mask wouldn't save her.

Agastya, a hardened gangster with a ruthless reputation, is tasked with collecting a debt from a businessman. What begins as a simple mission quickly transforms when Agastya meets Eddha, a sweet and innocent girl whose kindness pierces through his cold exterior. Join Agastya and Eddha on a captivating journey of love and transformation, where every spark holds the promise of hope and the chance to illuminate even the darkest corners of their lives. ⚠️ Mature language ⚠️ Adult theme ⚠️ Violance and sexuality

My hands wrapped around her thin waist . She fit me perfectly . I can feel the goosebumps arrive at her skin . She is nervous just the way i like it . I slowly whispered in her ears "Darling focus we need to actually talk..." . "When a boy meets a girl love won't bloom....they marry each other for their family's happiness will they ever come to love each other? Will destiny bring them together as one ? But what if the boy is arrogant and the girl is as soft as a feather will it work out between them " ~~~ - - *pls do note this story contains mature themes and strong languages* . . #1 - intense (25.2.22) #1 - sentimental (8.3.22) #1 - india (26.3.22) #1- arrangedlove (12.4.22)

In a crowded college courtyard, Aarav, the king of control, locks eyes with Vitika, a fiery tigress who commands every room-except when he's near. She's untamed, fierce, and untouchable, her dark hair whipping in the wind and her blazing eyes daring the world to try her. But with Aarav, her fire flickers, her strength wavers, and a delicious tension sparks. He doesn't just want to know her-he wants to claim her, to make her his. She fights it, her glare a sensual challenge, but every stolen glance and rainy encounter pulls her closer to his storm. Will she burn him down, or will he tame her wild heart? A spicy tale of power, desire, and a silent war that'll leave you craving more.

A simple, plain fictional love story! • Obsessed male lead • Possesive • age gap • marriage

*18+ content* This fic is set pre-TFA. Snoke is still down Kylo Ren's throat about training, leading, and submitting to the dark side, even after years of unwavering commitment. Truthfully, Kylo is distracted for about a dozen reasons. His parents lingering influence preventing him from fully surrendering to the dark side, taking over the galaxy for the First Order, trying to wrangle the Knights of Ren, oversee the building of Star Killer Base, and his years of isolation- just to name a few. He has many plans in place to eradicate his distractions, but plans take time. The only distraction he can elevate now is the physical one. When he catches a Finalizer command bridge navigation officer staring at him, his mind is made up. Draft a contract with this woman to relieve his physical urges. No feelings, minimal conversation... just sex. Then he can go about his work with a clear head. The nav officer, Quinn, is hesitant at first, but the more time she spends with the mysterious commander of the First Order, the more she is captivated by him. Jealousy Kylo Ren very reluctant to actually feel things Dual POV Explicit sex scenes Explicit violence Why choose scenes with the Knights of Ren

DUA × DRISHYAM' Where HE'S her KIDNAPPER and SHE'S just his RESPONSIBILITY nothing else He kidnaps her on her wedding day. But why? Did he love her, or was she just an obsession? Was it just a simple kidnapping, or was there a hidden truth-something far more dangerous, far more shocking? What if she wasn't the victim at all? What if he wasn't the villain everyone thought he was? What if this wasn't about love or obsession-but about a secret that could destroy everything? *Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of emotional manipulation, family betrayal, and toxic relationships and much more. Reader discretion is advised.*