Aarohi frantically looked around, dazed and scared, surrounded by sleek black cars and a wall of bodyguards armed with guns. They formed an impenetrable circle, leaving her trapped. Heart pounding, she watched in terror as Reyansh strode towards her, his steps deliberate, his eyes locked onto her like a predator nearing its prey. Tears blurred her vision as she whispered a desperate plea, "Please, let me go." Unaffected, he stopped inches away, his face morphed into a dark smile as he leaned close and murmured smoothly, "Checkmate." Before she knew it, strong hands were dragging her away, as everyone watched in silence. ~~~~ Caught in Reyansh Kashyap's obsessive web, Aarohi Singh fights tooth and nail to escape his grip. But defying the city's most powerful man, a man who holds its very pulse in his hand, may prove an impossible feat. With Reyansh willing to go to any lengths to ensure she has nowhere left to run, freedom seems further away than ever. ~~~~ Note: The story is set in an Indian background, use of regional language will be provided with English translation.

She prayed for freedom. He gave her chains... and called it love. She was innocent. A girl of faith, raised on temple bells and whispered prayers. He was ruthless. A mafia don who ruled Mumbai with blood and bullets. When her father made a deal with the devil, she was given away as payment. A forced marriage sealed not with love, but with power. To the world, Aarav Malhotra was untouchable. To her, he was terror wrapped in a black sherwani. Her husband. Her cage. Her obsession. She prayed for freedom. But he whispered against her ear, "The only god you'll ever worship, jaan... is me." A story of forbidden love, dangerous obsession, and a marriage written in fire and blood. Warning: ⚠️ This story contains dark romance, forced marriage, violence, obsession, and 18+ content. Read at your own risk.

I stumbled over my own feet as he shoved me through the doorway, barely catching myself before I hit the polished marble floor. Gasping, I straightened up, eyes wide as they scanned the unfamiliar surroundings. Or should I say-a mansion. Everything about it screamed wealth, power... and danger. I blinked rapidly, trying to push back the tears, smearing them away with my shoulder because my hands were bound tightly in front of me. The ropes bit into my skin, a cruel reminder that this wasn't a nightmare. It was my new reality. "Welcome to my world, princess," he said, voice like velvet over broken glass. --- Lewis. The name alone makes my stomach churn. The man I once thought I loved. The one who walked into my life with a smile, too perfect and eyes too deceptive. He wore sweetness like a mask, a disguise that crumbled the moment he had me. At first, he was everything I ever wanted. Until he became everything I feared. He didn't just hurt me-he broke me. And just when I thought there was no way out of his twisted love, his brother appeared. Like a storm. Like a promise. I thought I saw a savior in him. But I couldn't have been more wrong. I never sought his attention. I never wanted his eyes on me. But he gave it anyway-unrelenting, consuming, obsessive. He didn't offer me freedom from Lewis. He offered me a different kind of captivity. One laced with soft touches and sharp edges. One that didn't hurt my skin, but carved into my soul. He stole my sanity with his silence, my breath with his gaze, and my heart with his wickedness. Tangling in the strings of two devils-one who broke me openly, and the other who worshipped my broken pieces like treasures he owned. In trying to escape one prison... I fell into another. Will he heal me... or destroy what's left of me? ------------------------------- ⚠️WARNING: IT CONTAINS DARK ROMANCE, FORCED AND HAS MATURED CONTENT. ⚠️PLEASE DO NOT COPY MY WORK

Don't come closer... please... I'm your sister's best friend...He stripped away not just her clothes, but her safety, her dignity, her sense of being. He was lost in a place of his own shattered trust, where the only thing he could silence was his own pain-by giving it to someone else...... In the heart of Delhi's luxury and silence, three lives intertwine-Raya, the gentle sister; Abhishek Rana, a powerful man with a storm beneath his calm; and Aayna, a bright, soft-hearted girl trying to survive a world that never gave her a choice. > ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains graphic depictions of rape, physical and emotional abuse, violence, and suicidal themes. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

[PART 1 COMPLETED] She was known by many names: Demoness, a wicked witch, an heiress born to rule hell, the baddest, and the most poisonous flower in the world of the underground. Little did everyone know, the heiress of the most mysterious assassination organization had a simple dream. A dream that many girls had: to have a peaceful life with a husband and a kid. That was why when this infamous leader of the assassin organization woke up in the body of Heaven Liu, she thought her lifelong dream had finally come true. But the reality was far from what she expected. Heaven Liu was a has-been actress; she disappeared from the limelight at the peak of stardom. The reason? An unwanted pregnancy. Forced to marry a man she didn't love, the marriage easily fell apart - almost at the brink of no repair. With this reality she had to face, would she be able to mend the broken hearts of her husband and son? Or will the distance between them continue to widen? With this loveless marriage from the get-go, would there be a chance they could live happily as a family? Or was it too late? Most importantly, would she truly escape the chains she thought she had broken free from? Or would her own hell catch up to her to drag her back to the pits of hell where she belongs? TITLE: I transmigrated and Got a Husband and a Son! AUTHOR: BAJJ ━━ I DO NOT OWN EITHER THE WORK OR THE TRANSLATION. Credit to the rightful owners. ━━ PLEASE DO READ ON THE OFFICIAL SITES TO SUPPORT THE AUTHOR. The published work is only for offline purpose.

BOOK 1 OF THE OBESSESION SERIES: An 18+ Dark romance book . Isabella Robinson, a princess raised in the safety and luxury of a royal life, has always been untouched by the darkness of the world. That is, until Salvatore Armani, a cold and Ruthless Mafia Don, sets his eyes on her. Salvatore wants Isabella. He sees her as something pure, something he can twist and conquer. He wants to break her. And he always gets what he wants , no matter the circumstances. A game he's determined to win at any cost. When Isabella catches his eye, her world is turned upside down. Salvatore's obsession with her quickly grows into something darker, and he will stop at nothing to make her his. He drags her into the violent, chaotic underworld he rules with an iron fist. Isabella's life is no longer her own; she is trapped in a gilded cage, torn between fear and the strange pull of the man who seeks to break her. In the world of power, manipulation, and obsession, can Isabella survive Salvatore's brutal love, or will she be shattered beyond repair? - - - I scream, "What the hell do you want?!" Salvatore looks at me, amusement flickering in his eyes. He tilts his head back, savoring the moment before repeating my question, his voice dripping with dark amusement. "What do I want..." He lets the words linger in the air, before his expression sharpens, his gaze locking onto mine with an intensity that sends a shiver down my spine. "You." - - - Please note: This book is inspired by a book named Ballerina by prettydaintypearls. so please do check her book out! its going to available on Inkitt.

After losing her elder brother in an accident, nineteen-year-old Aaradhya Sharma is forced to take on the burden of survival, supporting her grieving mother and weak-hearted father. Her father's old friend, Raghunath Sinha, steps in to help, offering her a job in his son's company. But his twenty eight year old son, Veer Sinha, is not just a businessman-he is India's ruthless mafia king, hidden behind a corporate façade. Enraged that his father has used his money to pay off Aaradhya's medical bills, Veer forces her to work as his personal assistant, stripping her of financial freedom, controlling her every move, and ensuring she repays every rupee from her salary. He isolates her at work, forbidding deep interactions with colleagues, turning her job into a suffocating nightmare. But Aaradhya is not weak. She silently endures his torment, refusing to let him break her spirit. Her resilience fuels his obsession. Veer watches her struggle between work and studies, watching her endure with unwavering strength. He does not just want her under his control. He wants her completely, wholly-his.

When 16-year-old Ruhi wins a scholarship to the prestigious Nobels High School in Bombay, it feels like her dreams are finally within reach. But the moment she steps through those polished gates, her life begins to unravel. Because in the shadows of the school's elite halls, he is waiting. Abhimanyu Rajput-the golden boy with emerald eyes, a charming smile, and a reputation no one dares question. To the world, he is perfection. But behind that flawless mask lies a predator cloaked in obsession. The moment Ruhi rejects his twisted idea of love, she unknowingly marks herself as prey. His bruised ego cannot tolerate defiance. His possessive madness knows no boundaries. And his affection? It cuts deeper than cruelty. As Ruhi's days blur into a nightmare of whispers, threats, and chilling touches, her pleas go unheard. Trapped in a web spun by a psychopath disguised as a prince, she must fight to keep hold of her soul-before he strips it away completely. Because in Abhimanyu's world, love isn't tender-it's torment. And no one escapes it alive.