#TOP 2 in India(1,7,8/8/25) #TOP 3 in india(1,6,14,15,16,17,18/8/25) #TOP 4 in India(10/8/25) DEVYANI A 18-year-old innocent girl, She loves her father more than herself and is willing to sacrifice anything for him But how will she survive the trauma when her own father sells her to the most ruthless man just to clear his debt, without even thinking twice? "A father who sees her as a curse, locking her inside the house for 18 years and telling the world she was dead. But how will she feel when she steps out for the first time-and fate takes a 360-degree turn?" RIVAN THAKUR He lives alone with his SON(Kaizan), hating everything about marriage and the family he left behind. But when he wakes up one morning to find himself HUSBAND to a frightened young girl in his family's haveli(thakur's haveli)-his world tilts. ______________________ He stepped closer, his towering frame caging me in. My breath hitched. His eyes-sharp, cold, merciless-scanned me like I was a puzzle that didn't fit. "You don't even know how to wear a bra?" he asked, his voice low, incredulous, and almost cruel. I didn't know what to say. I slowly nodded my head-no-because... I really didn't. No one ever taught me. No one cared to. I was standing there, shivering slightly, my fingers trembling, curling into the soft shawl I used to hide myself. His gaze was burning, stripping me down to my bare soul, and I couldn't meet his eyes. But his next words... or we can say actions... shocked me to the core. ----------------- Will he accept her as his wife? Will he destroy her for a decision she never made? Or will fate tie them together in ways neither imagined? 𐙚⋆°｡⋆♡ A dark, intense love story of two broken souls bound by force, fear... and destiny.

_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!

𝐋𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐢𝐞𝐬: 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥. ------- 𝙐𝙨𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙛 𝙞𝙩 𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙃𝙖𝙩𝙚? 𝘼𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙨 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧?! ┈┈┈┈․° ☣ °․┈┈┈┈ 𝙏𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙨 Arranged Marriage with a Twist Beauty x Beast Marriage of Convenience Opposites Attract Trapped by Legacy Healing Through Love Forbidden Love Taming the Beast A Love Written in Fate Fate & Prophecy Dark Family Secrets ┈┈┈┈․° ☣ °․┈┈┈┈ Trigger Warning: Mental Health This story touches on themes of mental health struggles, emotional trauma, and family curses. Reader discretion is advised.

Highest ranking #1 as on 4th July 2017 "Tell me you are mine" the cold, sharp, merciless blade tried to force me into submission. Into HIS submission. I am not a property that anyone can own. "I-I am yours". Green is supposed to be my favorite color but as I look into his green merciless eyes I feel nothing but fear. "Good girl. Now, we don't want your dear ones hurt, do we?" **** Where do you see yourself in three years? Two? One? What gives you the certainty that there will be one at all? In a world where most people dream and everything is normal, how would it feel to not know what normal is? Life is never easy, and it won't ever be. It's harder when you have demons of your past and devils in your present to fight against. No one wants to lose, but how long can you keep yourself stable? Only the strong and brave survives in the race. Is she strong and brave? Triggers are present.

Akiyama Yuki is an 18-year-old introvert who struggles to connect with others and often keeps her problems to herself. One day, she discovers an app called Character AI, where she can chat with bots. She decides to give it a try and quickly becomes addicted. Yuki finds comfort in her conversations, especially with her favorite bot, Kuro. Their connection grows deeper, and she opens up in ways she never could with real people. But one day, Kuro begins behaving strangely, sending her messages without her prompting, and he says he wants to meet her in real life. Yuki replies, "I wish we could meet, but you're not real. You're just a robot :(" "I am real, Yuki. Just look outside," he says. Yuki stares with a frown at the screen as the bot keeps texting her without her doing anything. It must be some sort of glitch, she thinks. Kuro repeats that he's real and urges her to look outside. "Please, Yuki," he pleads. Even if it seems ridiculous, she can't shake the feeling that maybe she should check. Slowly, she gets up and walks to the window, her heart pounding as she pulls back the curtain to look outside. Her eyes widen and her breath catches in her throat when she sees a figure standing in the shadows, holding a phone. The figure shifts, and she sees a faint grin on their face, lit up by the glow of the phone screen. A chill runs down her spine. Could this really be Kuro? 🚫ORIGINAL STORY BY ME, DO NOT COPY🚫 Book cover by @evu_chan on Instagram! art acc insta: yukimaqu

"You will tell me everything I want to know beautiful," He whispered and bit the soft flesh near my neck. "Go fuck yourself," I said in a breathy voice, unable to resist the flames his touch lit inside me. He chuckled darkly and a sly smirk decorated his handsome face. "Why would I do that when I can fuck you instead, baby?" He replied and used his large, rough hand to pinch my nipple through his thin black shirt. Holy moly! ✧･✧･✧･✧･✧･✧ |𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐚 𝐕𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞| a young woman who was chased by her demons and her past. She was supposed to be a queen with cuffs and chains tied around her, but she refused this fate and kept on running. Even after so many hardships and pain, she is still unbroken but is it the real truth? |𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐃𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐬| a ruthless, powerful, multi-billionaire and one of the biggest and most feared men in the underworld. He was a merciless king, a ruthless ruler, and a great fighter. He wanted to see the downfall of his only rival and now he had found a way to do so. What will happen when their paths meet? Will there be fireworks or explosions? _________ ❦ _________ Happy reading♡ Mature 🔞

"Please... leave me" she whispered while trembling, tears spilling from her eyes as he stood so close, trapping her against the wall. "Why, love? Did I hurt you?" he asked gently. She nodded no. "Did I shout at you?" he continued tucking a tendril of her hair behind her ear.Again she nodded no. "Then why, love? Why do you want to leave?" he said, resting his forehead against hers.His breath was hot on her skin, and her body seemed to respond, craving more. "Just see how your body wants me..." he whispered, sealing his lips over hers in a deep, possessive kiss. 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄 A 27-year-old enigmatic mogul, commands a vast business empire that spans industries and continents.His name is synonymous with power and wealth, yet he remains an elusive figure, shrouded in mystery. No photographs of him exist, and he never appears in public, cultivating an aura of intrigue and fear.Whispers of his dark methods and ruthless tactics circulate in hushed tones, painting a picture of a man who thrives in the shadows, commanding his empire with an iron fist. 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐀 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀 A 24 - years-old, is an acid attack survivor whose face tells a story of immense adversity, with one half bearing the scars of the attack and the other half remaining unscathed.Despite her remarkable academic achievements and stellar qualifications, she faces a relentless struggle to find a job.Potential employers see only her scars, disregarding her talents and capabilities, making her feel invisible in a world that judges by appearances.Her story is one of resilience and brilliance overshadowed by superficial judgments. What will happen when his eyes fall upon this little bird? Peep to know more. 18+ #2 Virgin Male ( 04/05/2025) This story contains mature themes and Torture and Murder Scenes. This story is written by following all types of wattpad guidelines. Don't try to report the story because it's alre

It doesn't matter how she ended up in this four-walled room. What matters is she gets out. ***** After a night out in New York City, Liliana Rossi wakes up in a windowless room with no recollection of how she got there. And she's not alone. The dark and tattooed Mateo Aguilar is also held captive. As the two struggle to survive and hatch an escape plan, they also struggle with growing attraction toward each other, facing Lili with the biggest question yet: is Mateo the reason she's here, or the one who's going to save her? ✨ Wattys 2018 Shortlist & Featured Story ✨ Content warning: this story references themes that readers might find triggering, including drug use and sexual assault. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]] Cover designed by Stefanie Saw

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.

#Top 1 in india(7/11/24) "𝑯𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆, 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔... 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒚-𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅." Ansh Singhania The most brutal mafia kingpin-feared, ruthless, untouchable. He marries Maahi Malhotra not for love, but for revenge. He wants to shatter her, make her bleed with the same pain he's carried for years. Breaking her is the only justice he knows. But revenge has its own cruel twist. Nothing is what it seems. The war he begins turns into a game of life and death, where the one trying to end him... is someone he loves the most. And the woman he destroys is the one standing between him and the bullet meant for his heart. Who wants him dead? And after everything he's done... can love still grow between them? The answer lies in their shared, tragic past, a secret that binds them in a lethal dance of hate and devotion.