"I didn't choose to love you. I just... can't exist without you." "I'll give you lots of money. Spend a night with me." "Never. I will never let you go." "I want you to marry me." She said no. He threatened her brother. He kissed her without permission. He made her bleed-and then cut his own arm to feel her pain. "I'm a monster. But you're mine." She wears his sindoor. His mangalsutra. His name. She never wanted any of it. "I hate you," she whispers. "I know," he says, weeping at her feet. "But I'll spend my whole life making you love me." "Don't you feel shame?" "I only feel you." A village girl with dreams of becoming a teacher. A ruthless heir who has never been told no. A marriage built on obsession, fear, and a love so dark it destroys everything it touches. He calls her his queen. She calls him her cage. "You can force me to marry you. You can force me to wear your sindoor. But you can never force me to love you." "Watch me, sweetheart. I have forever." VEER RATHORE doesn't love. He possesses. ANANYA doesn't surrender. One temple. One glance. One obsession that will burn the world. "If you take off that bangle,ready to see your brother loses his hands." "If you try to leave, I will find you." "If I can't have you... I will die. And my family will make sure yours dies with me." 💀 Dark Romance | Obsessive Hero | Forced Marriage | Possessive Love ⚠️ He's not the prince. He's the beast who burned the fairy tale. "You are my heart. And a man can't live without his heart." "I will never love you." "Then I will spend forever being worthy of you." "You're a monster." "I'm YOUR monster, sweetheart." "If one drop of his blood falls, I will paint your village with your family's blood." "He grabbed her so hard her bangles broke. She bled. So he cut his own arm to feel her pain." " Sweetheart, You Are Mine" dark Indian romance where love isn't given. It's taken. And once he's seen her face, he will never look away.

On her wedding day, Emily Carter learned three things. Her fiancé loved her sister. Her mother had known all along. And she was the only fool left in the dark. Hours later, she died. When Emily opens her eyes three years in the past, she gets a second chance at the life they stole from her. This time, she won't be the obedient daughter. She won't be the understanding sister. And she won't waste another three years loving a man who never chose her. Armed with an extraordinary memory, Emily sets out to build a future of her own. Then she meets Ethan Blackwood. Cold. Brilliant. Untouchable. A man who has no interest in anyone. Until her. And the more Ethan notices Emily, the less willing he becomes to let her go. Updates: One chapter daily.

When Prince Aryaveer Dev Rathore takes the throne of Suryagarh, he is obligated to marry the woman his mother has chosen for him- the elegant and intelligent Meherunnisa Devika Chauhan. However, Aryaveer views the marriage as merely a strategic maneuver by an ambitious family seeking influence and status. Intent on keeping his new queen at arm's length, he fulfills his royal duty on their wedding night and then leaves her behind the ornate palace walls. For three long years, Queen Meherunnisa endures isolation, deprived of her husband's love, companionship, and even his presence. Despite this, the kingdom admires her kindness, wisdom, and quiet resilience. Yet, hidden forces within the palace begin to conspire against her. Will the Crown Prince now King find out the truth before it's too late? Read to find out more.

The room was completely quiet; the only sound was our breathing. According to my nature, I couldn't endure the stillness for long, so I softly spoke, which was obviously not my nature to him... "aap kaha rehte hai" he kept his gun in his jeans pocket and looked at me with the same deep and dark gaze he had for the past hour and said, "kanpur, utter pardesh" Getting an answer from him, my confidence level suddenly rose, so I asked again... "aapka naam kya hai aur aap yaha kya kar rahe hai". He looked at me for a second... oh okay! So I pissed him off this time. Oh god! In just one hour I got used to his stare. And suddenly he said in a dark voice... "Tum sawal bhaut puchti ho?" "Aap jawab kyun nahi dete"? I asked, and again, the room went silent #36 gangster 2/06/2026 - 1st in #gangster

Nandini Murthy who worked as a waitress to survive. Working hard day be day making just for her father who was admitted in the hospital. She sacrificed her all dreams and now nothing important to her other than her one and only family her father. Manik Malhotra the most ruthless, handsome businessman in India having a dream to win the whole world. The world knows him as devil. Most businessman feared just listening his name. The two opposite people meet one day in a most unexpected moment.

꣑ৎ ۫ ׅ𓂃 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 ⟡ ──── 𑣲⋆ ❝ 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑛𝑜 𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑎 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑛 𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑒, 𝑎 𝑔𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑜𝑜 ❞ ᥫ᭡.ִֶָ𓂃𝓔mera 𝓖raham. A twenty-year-old sophomore at Briar University majoring in Criminal Psychology and Criminology. She had one goal, and one goal only. Graduate. Build the career she'd dreamed about since she was a little girl. Leave behind the town, the memories, and the ghosts that had followed her for far too long. No distractions. No heartbreak. Definitely no falling for her older brother's best friend. She'd spent years carefully building a life of her own. One lecture, one exam, one research proposal at a time. Independent. Ambitious. Determined. Until Dean Di Laurentis made forgetting him impossible. ᯓ★ 𝓓ean 𝓓i 𝓛aurentis. Golden Boy of Briar University's hockey team. Campus heartthrob. Professional flirt. The guy every girl wanted and every guy wanted to be. Dean lived for hockey, loud music, late nights, and making memories with his three best friends: Garrett, Logan, and Tucker. Life had always come easily to him. Until it didn't. Because sometimes the strongest people break the hardest. What happens when the one person you've been told is off limits becomes the only person who ever feels like home? When first love collides with impossible timing...when grief changes everything...and when loving someone means deciding whether to hold on...or let

˚ . ྀིྀི୧ ❤︎ ୨ ྀིྀི.˚ "You don't own me, Mr. Rathore." "Don't I? Look around, Noor. Every door in this mansion opens with my name - and you're standing in the middle of it wearing my sindoor." Noor: "Maybe you forced me into your world... but you'll never have me." Rudraksh (leaning close, whispering): "Sweetheart, I don't chase what's mine. I just wait... until you stop running." ౨ৎ.⋆˚✿˖°꒰ঌ໒꒱˚⋆𐙚。𖦹.ᡣ𐭩 🖤 The night smelled of roses... and ruin. The city slept, but the mansion on the hill burned with gold - not of celebration, but of power. She stood there, trembling in crimson silk, eyes swollen from hours of crying. 👰‍♀️ Noor Malhotra - the sacrifice wrapped as a bride. And across the room, watching her like a shadow come alive, was Rudraksh Singh Rathore - the man they called The Devil of Rajasthan. 💼 The minister. 💣 The mafia. 🕶️ The man whose word was law... and whose silence was punishment. "Why me...?" she whispered, her voice breaking. "Because you smiled once," he replied coldly, stepping closer, "and the world forgot to exist for me." Her breath hitched as his gaze dragged over her - not with lust, but obsession. The kind that didn't crave flesh, it demanded possession. "Your father owed me," he continued, slipping a ring onto her finger. "So he gave me his most precious thing." A tear rolled down Noor's cheek. He caught it mid-air, his thumb tracing it like a mark of victory. "From this night," he murmured, eyes locked on hers, "you're not Noor Malhotra anymore." "You're my Amanat." 🌑 Silence followed - heavy, consuming, sacred. Outside, the world carried on, unaware that a deal had been sealed - not with signatures, but with stolen innocence and unspoken desire. 💔 That night, the devil was gifted a soul made of light. And he promised himself one thing - If heaven ever tried to take her back... 🔥 he'd burn it down.

She never asked for this marriage. He never learned how to love without control. Vasu is fierce, stubborn, and impossible to bend. Vijendra is dominant, angry, and used to getting his way. What starts as a forced bond becomes a battlefield of tempers- a war of stolen glances, sharp words, and a tension neither dares to name. But somewhere between the arguments and the accidental tenderness... something shifts. Something dangerous. Something neither of them planned for. Is it love quietly blooming beneath the chaos- or just fate tying two unwilling hearts tighter with every passing day?

#TOP 9 in India [ 28/06/2026] #TOP 4 in India [ 29 /06/2026] BOOK ONE OF FORCED MARRIAGE SERIES. Dhananjay Reddy is a 34-year-old South Indian mafia and a powerful businessman ruling across Telangana and Andhra Pradesh. His fear is so absolute that people tremble before taking his name, the world calls him only as Mr. Reddy, except his family. He is a devoted follower of Mahakaal. Power, blood and control define his world. There was only one weakness in his life Vaidehi Rao. His college crush and obsession. When Dhananjay was in his final year of college and Vaidehi was a fresher, they fell into a relationship that consumed him completely. He needed her not just to love but to breathe. Then everything shattered Vaidehi married another man. On her wedding night Dhananjay shot her husband right in front of her eyes. Broken and devastated Vaidehi cursed him "The day you fall in love again, that love will be taken away from you right before your eyes Dhananjay Reddy." Dhananjay laughed at fate, he believed he was no longer capable of loving anyone but destiny had other plans. He is forced into marriage with a girl nine years younger than him. Aashiyaana Raj 25- years -old. A North Indian girl-soft-spoken, naive and innocent. She has zero knowledge of South Indian culture, language or traditions. The land, the people, the customs everything about his world is foreign to her. She lost her parents in a tragic accident while she was in the 12th grade and was taken in by her uncle. A devoted follower of Mahakaali, her faith was her only strength until the day her uncle revealed the truth. He had been blackmailed if Aashiyaana did not marry Mr. Reddy their lives would be destroyed and so she said yes. Will Dhananjay Reddy ever love again? Will Vaidehi's curse come true? And what is the real truth behind Vaidehi marriage? Will his family accept Aashiyaana? To find out read the story.