⚠️ Mature content only for readers above eighteen ⚠️ Jheel Kumari has been running away all her life. It has always been something to run from ; family problems, daddy issues, bullies, overweight criticisms, dark skin shaming, and.....him. He has been the biggest problem of her life. Him, who ruined everything in her life and.....her. So, like always, she ran but, from him the hardest and furthest. He is her nightmare. Advait Thakre. The son of the chief minister. He has never faced troubles, all thanks to the privileged life he got; amazing parents, wealth, supportive friends, liberty, fame, and what not. He has a bad habit of getting everything in his life.....except her. She is his stubbornness, passion, and madness. Her, whom he wants to accomplish like a challenge. She is his first and only problem. It's a game for both of them. For Jheel, it's hide and seek before she gets caught. For Advait, it's chess, and he is a mastermind of tricks and manipulation, making sure anyhow he wins. Let the game begin. *Not a sweet and simple romance. Contains mature themes*

this story revolves around a simple girl and a ruthless mafia leader who never cares about anyone except his business and his own pleasure. and a cute college going girl who was unaware of him and his intentions. " where are you going....." he asked in husky voice. "why do you want to know"....... she said in anger. she knows nothing about him but all she knows that he can't hurt her but why .....that what she doesn't know. she is a rebel and he is dominating and controlling. how will they adjust? if they will love or hate each other? this story is mostly in English but some sentences might be in Hindi but with English translation but with some Indian touch. and this story contains abusive language, dark romance, fantasy. so please consider this before reading. this is my first story so there may be some grammatical mistakes, so please ignore them and enjoy the story. #givemeabreak

This is the story of Adheer Ranawat and Barkat Mishra. Adheer Ranawat is a spoiled brat but extremely handsome. Being from the richest family in Mumbai, girls in college hover around him. Known as a playboy and the most wanted man among girls, Adheer falls head over heels for Barkat Mishra at first sight. What will happen when Barkat learns the truth about Adheer? Will she accept his obsession, or will she, a girl who firmly stands by her principles, reject Adheer Ranawat? To find out, read "Possessive For You".

Under editing... Guys this is my first book, if I did some mistakes do forgive me because english is not my first language. Do read it I know you are going to love it... Much love.... #1 innocentlove #3 badboy in love #9 Indian "He pulled her into the shadows, promising ruin. But even in the darkness, she made him crave the light." Aradhya- She was supposed to be invisible. A quiet, shy girl who buried herself in books and avoided trouble. But she made a mistake-she fell for him. Abhiraj Malhotra. The college's bad boy, playboy, and the guy who ruined lives for fun. She admired him from afar, dreaming of a love that could never be. Until one day... she caught his attention. But not the way she wanted. He made her life a nightmare-tormenting her, bullying her, pushing her to her limits. Yet every time he looked into her eyes, he saw something he couldn't understand. Something he wasn't ready for. Then she did the unthinkable. She stood up to him. Challenged him. And that's when everything changed. Now, he's not just playing with her. He's obsessed. And he won't stop until she's his. Even if he has to break her first. Claimed by badboy but at the end she will claim him. this story will not disappoint you stay tuned......

HIS FAVORITE TARGET ....!! Because jungkook noticed her. And once he did... he couldn't stop. She was different. Untouched by the chaos he created, unaffected by the fear he inspired. That made her interesting. That made her his. What started as harmless teasing turned into cruel games. Notes torn, books hidden, eyes following her every move. No one understood why the infamous Jeon jungkook suddenly cared so much about a shy fresher. Not even him. But one thing was clear - she was marked by him. And no one touches what he owns. Even if it destroys them both. Started: 25/06/2025 Ending: __________________________________________________________________________________ ☆Note : This is a work of fiction. Characters are fictional versions and not real people This is an imaginary work which has no connection with real life and all the characters are also imaginary.✧ 𝒥𝑒𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝒾𝒾𝒾🥂 __________________________________________________________________________________

-one woman can be enough to crush a corrupt politician's heart- "You look so scared of me," he chuckled in dark amusement, getting up from the couch and taking one step forward- a mischievous grin prominent in his tone. "Don't worry, little doe. I won't hurt you." He continued to patronize me, his tall height and the black gun in his hands terrifying my soul. "In fact, I find you quite adorable." Blanched and awkward, I simply nodded while grabbing my books from the table and rushed towards the stairs. My aunt was standing at the bottom of the stairs. Seeing her there made me feel so relieved. I slowed my speed and smiled at my aunt. "Naina, Sameer just came home. We are just having to the main house for the function. Come on. Your cousin's wedding celebrations are to begin." Aunt Nadia trailed off, her gaze abruptly moving from my face and shifting slightly above my head I blanched as I heard footsteps stopping a few steps behind me. "Sher Khan...you home early?" "I had to meet someone." There was a smirk in the tone. *** Too cruel, mischievous and thoroughly amused by her fuming anger, Zaroon hated her tears yet loved terrorizing her timid ways. He was a dark and principled man who was the right-hand man of a feudal king. She was the feudal king's adopted granddaughter and a victim of extreme neglect. She hated his arrogance and bold rejection of her feelings. He was obsessed with her innocent and intriguing ways. Both of them chose to hurt each other when secretly they were just two lonely hearts looking for ways to heal. -This book belongs to me

"You are not going to leave me. No matter what. IS. THAT. CLEAR?" His voice was a low, inhuman growl. I froze. "And what made you think that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, thumb pressing hard, fingers digging into my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes-dark, unblinking-held something far more terrifying than rage. Obsession. He leaned in, whispering at the hollow of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment the thought of leaving me crossed your mind... you called the devil himself." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed, pulling my face closer, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me human... but only you can bring out the monster every single time." "You're not the man I loved. You're not the man I married." My voice trembled, my body shaking at the darkness I had never seen. That night, Roop saw the man she had married-Not the one she loved. But the one the world feared. Her husband. Her tormentor. Her predator. Her Dev. The man who was once her home had become a golden cage. She was now the prisoner of the mafia king the world called insane-a monster carved from shadows and power. Yet sometimes the world is so cruel, and love so blinding, that even a cage can feel like heaven. He wasn't a jealous man. He was territorial- And his kind of territory ended bloodlines, not conversations. A war between fire and ice. Between obsession, hunger, and power. Between a girl desperate to escape the world- And a man who would burn the world to keep her safe. Or more precisely... to keep her with him. Welcome to the beginning of Roop and Deva's story. A tale of possession. Madness. And a love that was never meant to be gentle.

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.

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A story about Obsession. An unhealthy Obsession of My Ex husband who divorced me out of hate but later craved for my presence. Story of an Ordinary girl Anjali who has always been fighting for love. "was being loved so hard." Kabir Singh Shekhawat, a popular Singer with a huge fanbase, known for his captivating melodic voice. He has always got all the luxury fame and love from everyone. love and wealth was never less in his fate . What happens when fate turns away from him and he doesn't get that love from the girl he loves. " you made me believe that I was worthless" Anjali pov " Even destiny can't part us.....you were always mine...and i will find you no matter what. " Kabir pov. Pls don't copy my work.