In the resplendent kingdom of Devapadh, Princess Madhulikha's beauty and grace are celebrated throughout the land. During a festive visit, Sultan Zafir Al'Khayr of the empire of Sultanate of Qamara is captivated by her mesmerizing dance. Her every movement ignites a burning desire within him, and he becomes obsessed with the idea of making her his own. Using his formidable power and the grandeur of his realm, Sultan Zafir's will stop at nothing to claim the princess who has enchanted him so completely. As he uses his influence to ensnare her, Princess Madhulikha must navigate the treacherous waters of her new reality, where love and power intertwine in dangerous ways. Caught between the Sultan's relentless pursuit and her own fierce independence, Madhulikha faces a perilous choice: surrender to the Sultan's will or defy him at the risk of her kingdom's safety. *The Sultan's Obsession* is a tale of passion, power, and the struggle for autonomy against overwhelming odds. Will Madhulikha find a way to preserve her freedom, or will Sultan Zafir's obsession bring her world crashing down?

"She married a man born of bullets and betrayal. And he claimed a bride who bleeds innocence like sin." Shanaya Gupta was the kind of girl men prayed for but devils hunted. Too sweet for the world she was forced into, too soft for the bed of a man who only knew how to ruin. Ishaan Singhania doesn't love. He possesses. And when he ripped her from the altar of a man unworthy of her skin, he didn't ask-he took. A forced wedding. A blood-stained sindoor. Now she sleeps beside the devil himself, unaware she married the reason the world burns. She's terrified of the dark. But he is the dark. And he doesn't care if she trembles when he touches her... as long as she never stops looking at him like he isn't a monster. But monsters get greedy. And when the sweetness he meant to destroy starts healing the hollow inside him, he begins to crave her. Protect her. Own her. Even if it means burning down everything-including her. She was supposed to be his weakness. Instead, she became his favorite sin. But when secrets bleed and scars resurfaces, when innocence meets obsession- what happens when the monster doesn't want to let his sunshine go? Enemies in a wedding bed. strangers tangles in fate. and a love so dark, it devours them both. A brutal, filthy, and painfully intimate descent into love, obsession, and the kind of darkness that doesn't ask for permission-it devours. This isn't a love story. This is a war. And she's both the prize and the battlefield.

Isha's wedding day was meant to be a celebration, a transition into a new chapter of her life. Instead, it became a desperate escape. Trapped in an arranged marriage to a man she barely knew, a man whose reputation whispered of coldness and cruelty, Isha makes a daring run for freedom. But her flight takes an unexpected turn when she collides with Rudra, a face that flickers at the edge of her memory-a man with dark eyes, a dangerous aura, and a claim that sends shivers down her spine: "𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒎" Whisked away to a crumbling haveli nestled deep in the Rajasthan desert, Isha finds herself caught in a web of conflicting emotions. Fear wars with a strange, undeniable attraction to her captor. Rudra, enigmatic and possessive, offers no explanations, only cryptic pronouncements about protecting her from a greater danger. As Isha pieces together fragments of her past and uncovers the truth about Rudra's motives, she realizes that her escape has led her into a world far more perilous than the one she left behind. In the heart of India, amidst ancient secrets and simmering tensions. 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞: 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦, 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐭.

Life Lesson #1: If you are planning on going to a nightclub in the middle of sketchy, dark woods, don't. Life Lesson #2: If there are too many attractive, healthy people in said nightclub, be alarmed and rethink Life Lesson #1. Life Lesson #3: If you were foolish enough to ignore rules 1 and 2, I suggest you haul ass. Aeress is one of those special people who obviously need a couple more life lessons... ----------------------------------------------------------------- He chuckled. It was dry but it was an addictive sound. "No," he brought his nose against her collar, "not at all." His lips skimmed over her exposed skin. She sighed at his touch, riding the sweet, overwhelming waves that came with. "You've barely touched me," Aeress had her hands skimming up the back of his neck and in between his strands. "And I'm falling apart." His voice was a little hollow and this worried her. "The bond we have is responsible for that." She tugged at him until he looked up. For a moment she just basked in how handsome he was. "I don't think so," she leaned in for a kiss, "I think that you are just about the most fascinating man I have ever met. And we have only just met. I don't think a bond can simply erase the will of an independent woman like me." His eyes came to life with a blazing fire. He closed the distance between them and kissed sensation back into her body, setting off every nerve in her flesh. Everything came to a boiling point, sizzling with need. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ °°MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT OF ALL KINDS, AND I MEAN ALL KINDS°° Highest Rank: #7 in Werewolf, #79 in Romance

Two rival Mafias pull each other's sisters into forbidden relationships to gain the upper hand. ♡____♤ Two mafia rivals. Two sisters who were never meant to be part of their war. Siya falls for a man who feels too real to be a lie. Charming. Dangerous. Addictive. But she doesn't know... he's the very enemy her brother is hunting. And he knows exactly who she is. Rukmini isn't that blind. She knows the man she craves will never love her. Knows she's nothing more than a habit he refuses to quit. Yet she stays... even when it destroys her a little more every time. One love is built on deception. The other survives on pain. In a world of power, blood, and betrayal- feelings are weaknesses. Trust is fatal. And when the truth finally comes out... they won't just lose love. They'll lose everything. {REDEMPTION ARC} Tropes: She fell first he fell harder. Powerful female characters Brother's Enemy Slow Burn Mafia Romance Rival Mafia Families Enemies to Lovers (Twisted Version) Forbidden Romance Dark Romance Angst Fake love Unrequited Love Morally Grey Male Leads Toxic Love Multi couple

❗️NOT FOR KIDS OR SENSITIVE READERS❗️ 𝙼𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚛𝚒'𝚜 𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚂𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝, 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐... 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎. 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎, 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙰𝚛𝚒 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚒𝚝... This is a DARK and SPICY story! Read at your own risk!! (Accounts who post hateful paragraphs will be muted for all of my stories!) ❗️ONLY FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY❗️18+ - True War Crimes - Mentions of rape - Lots of Sex - Unhealthy obsession - Violence/Killing

Anastasia Mancini; everyone in the underworld knows her name, the Fiore Mortale. After her Grandfather murdered her parents, she was raised as his personal assassin, learning to kill without so much as a second thought. People fear her, men fall on their knees before her, her beauty transfixing them as they know the only time she'll visit is if it's the last face they'll ever see. Vincenzo De Santis; the Don of the Italian-French Mafia. After taking over leadership from his father, Vincenzo made a name for himself, becoming the most cruel and ruthless Don ever known, determined to create a legacy of fear and power. Both are set on killing the other, Anastasia on orders from her Grandfather, and Vincenzo driven by protecting his family. When the two lock eyes they're the first not to feel the shiver of dread crawl up their spine upon meeting the other, both consumed by a hatred. But what happens when they're forced to work together on a joint mission? Will their hate prevail? Or will fate somehow find a way? ---- I feel all hope vanish when I see a cruel smile make its way to his lips, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Say that again, Anastasia," he says, the way he says my name making my stomach drop. I bite my tongue and swallow my pride, sucking in a sharp breath, "I need your help," I rasp, my voice barely audible. He chuckles and leans against the doorframe, his eyes raking down my body. "Well then get on your knees and beg for my help."

Ever since she's been a child, Leila Rossetti's sole ambition has been to seize control of The Cosa Nostra and avenge the childhood she lost by the claws her father, The Don. When she inadvertently declares war on the Russians, who have long held a vice grip on the underground, her plans go right in the trash giving way to a far more dangerous threat. Yet the overconfidence of the Italian assassin is nothing more than a source of amusement to Nikolai Romanov, king of The Bratva. Known for his ruthlessness and absolute control over Russia, he views Leila's reckless move as merely an entertaining spectacle, like a predator who only toys with its prey before devouring it. So what happens when The Pakhan finally decides to strike his prey? ________________________ His thumb traced the sensitive skin of my wrist, a slow rhythm that felt like he was counting my heartbeats. Then he leaned in, his lips hovering near my ear, not touching, yet the heat was enough to sear. "You're so beautiful. Even when you lie to me." I rolled my eyes, tilting my head back against his shoulder just to show him I wasn't afraid of the proximity, even while my skin screamed at the contact. "And you're still an arrogant bastard who thinks he can keep a throne just by sitting on it." "I don't just sit on it, milaya. I bleed for it. And occasionally, I make sure others bleed a little more." The vibration of his throaty chuckle sent shivers down my spine. "Now, tell me another lie. I want to see if you can make your heart rate match your tongue."

In the sprawling metropolis of New Delhi, where tradition and modernity collide, Jayasvi Rana's life is about to take a dramatic turn. As a shy yet determined political science student, Jayasvi has always dreamed of making a difference, despite the shadows cast by her father's struggles with alcoholism and failure. When her family arranges her marriage to Raghav Hooda, the enigmatic heir to a powerful political dynasty, Jayasvi steps into a world of wealth and influence she could never have imagined. Raghav, with his commanding presence and impenetrable facade, is known for his ruthlessness in business and politics. He agrees to the marriage for reasons Jayasvi can't fathom, and his cold exterior hides a passionate and possessive nature. Thrown into a life of opulence and scrutiny, Jayasvi is both fascinated and apprehensive. Raghav's mysterious allure draws her in, yet she senses that beneath his stoic demeanor lies a man bound by secrets and desires as dark as obsidian. As their marriage unfolds amidst the glittering social scene of Delhi's elite, Jayasvi finds herself caught between her own ambitions and the shadowy depths of Raghav's world. Can she unravel the mysteries of her husband's heart and navigate the treacherous waters of love and power, or will she be consumed by the obsidian desires that threaten to engulf them both? Obsidian Desire is a tale of forbidden passion and hidden truths, set against the vibrant tapestry of modern India. Dive into a story where every whisper and touch reveals the complexities of a love forged in shadows and the relentless pursuit of ambition.

Enemies at the Boardroom Dark Royal Romance | Multi-Couple | 18+ | Hindi-English "Married by convenience. Bound by secrets. Destroyed by desire." A royal wedding on paper. Two signatures. Zero submission. One CEO king still haunted by a woman he lost. One lawyer too dangerous to be tamed. She walks into his empire thinking he's the storm to survive. Turns out, he is the silence before it. He knows more than he says. She is more than she seems. And when the real game begins- neither of them is ready for the cost. There are no love confessions here. Only power. Obsession. Control. And chemistry you can't fake. - Character Aesthetics ◉ Atharva Rajput - The man whose silence screams. Obsessive. Strategic. Dangerous. ◉ Avantika Singh Rajput - Fire in a red saree. Sharp, cold, unbending. Her dialogues cut deeper than his silence. ✎ "Aapne hamare profession ka mazaak bana rakha hai." ✎ "Biwi dushman thodi acchi lagengi." ♤Tropes♤ › Marriage of Convenience › Enemies to Obsession › Power Couple › Slow Burn › Hidden Identity - ⚠️ Warning: If you're expecting a soft, healing romance you've opened the wrong damn book. This one drips in control, fire, and secrets you won't see coming. ✨️CONTAINS CHEATING INSTANCES This is the fiction dripping with reality🔥