Present, Woman: Shourya!! I got an alliance for you. She is a nice girl. You talk to her once.. Before she could complete, Shourya: Ma! Please!! Not again. He said with a firm tone. Listening to him the woman got angry and said, Woman: She left us Shourya! She won't come back. You should accept the truth and move on. It's been 3 years now. We can't see you spoiling your life. She said wiping her tears. Her husband wrapped his hand around her. Listening to her Shourya got angry, Shourya: Stop it ma! How can you say that? Love happens only once and she is my love. I can live all my life with her memories. She gave me enough love. He said angrily and left the home.

story of armaan who is fighting for place in his own family and amulya who is princess of her family amulya and armaan are married for 1 and half year and had four month old babygirl maanya. armaan loved a girl who left him ,no one knows this other than dev his father . amulya loves armaan before marriage and fought with family to marry armaan but armaan don't know this. armaan respect amulya and is good husband to her but sometimes amulya feels distance between them but thinks he closed person due rejection from his family.

"You're mine now, whether I chose you or not. Remember that." His words weren't a promise. They were a warning. In the ordered world of Indian Army officer Sanddeep Singh Rawat, discipline rules every moment - there's no room for laughter, love, or looseness. He wears his uniform like a second skin and keeps his emotions locked away, a soldier shaped by duty and sacrifice. Then comes Sia Sharma - fresh out of college, full of warmth and surprise, thrust into a life she never planned. Their worlds collide over an arranged meeting that feels more like a mission briefing than a beginning. As families negotiate alliances and destiny is decided with a quiet nod, an unexpected truth settles like a shadow - this marriage is a match of convenience and compromise, not choice or chance. With Sanddeep's eyes always on the next posting and Sia's heart caught between duty and desire, their journey begins where promises sound more like orders. For Sia, love is supposed to feel different. But in a life where absence speaks louder than presence, and sacrifices come wrapped in silent expectations - will their hearts find room to beat as one? Or will love forever be the soldier left waiting behind the lines?

(#1 POSSESSION SERIES ) "I wasn't asking to be worshipped. I just wanted to be loved... not owned." - Sarah Rizvi "I don't love you, Sarah. Love is too fragile. I own you-and I always will." - Rayyansh Singh Rathore Sarah Rizvi was like a butterfly-soft, delicate, full of silent love. And Rayyansh Singh Rathore? He was the cage. She loved him since childhood. Quietly. Purely. But he never gave her love. Only took her time, her body, her presence-while coldly claiming he felt nothing. Yet when she finally gathers the courage to leave, she discovers the truth: Rayyansh may never say he loves her... But he's obsessed. Addicted. And he'll burn the world before letting his butterfly fly free. Because she was never his to love. She was always his to possess. Dive into TOXIC POSSESSION-a haunting descent into a love that never healed, only claimed, consumed, and caged. Because some men don't fall in love. They conquer it.

The Ruthless Dynasty "Betrayed. Exiled. Reborn in blood and fire." Meera Malhotra was once a bright, innocent girl-until her own family sent her away, accused of a crime she didn't commit. Left to fend for herself in a cruel world, she didn't just survive-she became a legend. Now, she is Meera Rathore, the hidden queen of the underworld, a self-made billionaire, and the most feared woman in the mafia world. But when she returns to India for business, she crosses paths with Shravik Singh Rathore-the ruthless and powerful Mafia King of India. A man as cold and dangerous as she is. He sees through her walls, matching her dominance with his own. Where others fear her, he challenges her. What happens when two rulers collide-bound by fire, revenge, and undeniable passion? Will their power struggle destroy them, or will they surrender to a love as dangerous as their pasts? ⚠️ A story of vengeance, passion, and two untouchable souls destined to burn the world for each other.

"Is she your wife?" she asked hesitantly. "Yes", Avishek said no more. Is he not going to introduce me? I should leave. It's clear, they wanted to be alone, to talk about whatever the hell they wanted to talk. I managed a smile and said, "I'll wait in the car", and left before anyone said anything. I walked out of the café, walked to the car, opened the door and flopped into the passenger seat. She's back. The love of his life, she's back. Whenever my mind wandered about Avishek's past, I had always pictured that girl as this beautiful woman who turned heads when she walked into the room. I was right. Ruchika was beautiful. Even with dark circles under her eyes, messy hair that looked like she hadn't washed it for days, her tired smile, she was still beautiful. I could only imagine how she was when they were young. Why now though? After all these years?

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

A tale of forced vows, burning hatred, and a love that broke every rule.. Ishika Shekhawat, a girl who was sweet, innocent and full of life. But everything changed on her sister's wedding day..... One missing bride. One furious groom. And one forced decision that bound her to a man she had never even dreamed of marrying. Shivaksh Singh Rajvansh- a cold-hearted mafia heir and ruthless CEO-never wanted a wife, especially not her. He intended to make her life miserable, hoping she'd walk away on her own. But he didn't knew that she was left with no choice but to live with him. Let's see what's destiny hold for them...... She fell first. He fell harder.

Sabrina Reed is Nathan Alden's wife, but not by his choice... EXCERPT****** "I found her like this, sir," the guard announced. Sabrina stirred at the voice, blinking groggily and rubbing her eyes to chase away the blur clouding her vision. A towering figure stepped into focus. "What are you doing out here, Sabrina?" Nathan's voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of sleep. His jaw was tight, words pressed between clenched teeth. She blinked again, brushing hair from her face as she sat up. "What are you doing out here?" he repeated-louder this time, more demanding. He stood before her in a jet-black suit and white button-up shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to expose forearms clenched across his chest. His eyebrows were drawn tight, his eyes narrowed. "I came back late last night and... the guard was gone, so... I just fell asleep," she said softly, eyes lowering under the weight of his glare. He dismissed the guard with a silent nod, then stepped closer. "Where were you last night?" he asked, voice taut with suspicion. She yawned, trying to blink herself fully awake. "I've been volunteering at the animal shelter." "Get up," he ordered, tone clipped and harsh. "You expect me to believe that? Don't animal shelters close at a decent time?" She remained seated, her legs too stiff to move. "Yes, but-" "Get up!" he barked.

Yeh Moh Moh ke dhaage teri ungliyon se ja uljhe~⁠♪ •A Tale of An Artist and The Broken Soul Prisoned In Darkness• ~She had the simplicity of white and knew how to combine every colour in her... ~He was colourless imprisoned in darkness... ~She never stop smiling... ~He never actually smiled.... ~She was the flower... ~Who bloomed in his darkest night... ~They had hatred in their eyes, who never meant together... |But... destiny had other other plans| ...He forced her to marry him ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ •What could be the reason that she agreed to marry him? •What will happen when two people who hate eachother will be tied together for lifetime? •Will they ever fall in love with eachother? •Will they able to unfold the truth? •Will they able to untangle the tangled threads of their deepest secrets? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Join me on a journey to unravel A story of Two souls bind together with a thread connecting their hearts. ─•~❉᯽❉~•─ |Reyansh×Uvani|