ᴀʀᴀʙᴇʟʟᴀ ᴏꜰ ᴠᴀʟᴏɪꜱ A princess raised on stories of love, soft, gentle, and kind. Yet she grows up in a world that teaches her the opposite. Trapped in duty and expectations, she begins to wonder if love is something real... or just another fairytale meant to comfort lonely hearts. ʟᴜᴄɪᴇɴ ᴍᴏɴᴛᴀɢᴜᴇ A duke carved from cold authority and silence. A man who learned early that emotions are a weakness and love is nothing more than a distraction for the foolish. He does not believe in soft endings, nor does he seek them. When their worlds collide through fate and obligation, neither of them is prepared for what follows. Two hearts shaped by opposite truths. One bound by duty. The other by control. And when they are forced onto the same path... will they learn to understand each other? Or will they only destroy everything in their way? ⋆.˚🦋༘⋆

There wasn't much need for people to ask since they already knew . She belonged to him , forever as they stated . Shall it be true ? I can't say. He picked her upsetting her on the counter top as she held his shirt , his eyes gazing into her with anger . She bit her lip finally speaking up , " I am sorry i didn't tell you " He clenched his jaw squeezing he thighs . " I am very sure i don't have to remind you that you belong to me My belle but if i hear this happening again , people will be kill by my hand and i swear i won't regret doing that " She whimper burying her face in his neck. " I hope you understand me belle , you shall not be touch by any other man but me " he stated to her #cover by hot_steamy

Mila: I thought I knew my family. But everything changed the moment they told me I was getting married, to a man I'd never met. Now I'm being pulled into a dangerous world I never asked to be part of, tied to a cold, distant Russian who makes it very clear he doesn't want me. He's cruel. He's unreadable. He looks at me like I'm a problem he didn't ask for. But the more I learn about this life, and about him, the harder it is to ignore the pull between us. I can't fall for him. I won't survive it if I do. Nikolai: I never wanted a wife. Least of all the wide-eyed Italian girl who's been dropped into my world like a lamb among wolves. She doesn't understand how things work here. She's soft. Too soft. And yet... there's something about her I can't seem to stay away from. She was never supposed to matter. But she's starting to. And that makes her dangerous. ♡ Arranged Marriage ♡ Dark Romance ♡ Mafia

*𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢.* Book 1 of ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs. A Royal Romance story. "Every curve of you is made to fit into my hands. My hands and my hands only." He lowered his mouth to her shoulder again, trailed moist lips to the nape of her neck. "Don't worry, My Angel," he whispered. "I'm made for your hands, too." ✧ Nikolai Ivanovich Petrov isn't just the youngest son of the Russian royal family-he's a mafia lord, a storm in human form. With the looks of a Greek God, he's a dangerous blend of beauty and power. His empire stretches across continents, built on fear, loyalty, and blood. Power is his addiction, and he's willing to do anything to claim it. To solidify his control, he needs one thing: a marriage. Not for love. Not for desire. But as a strategic weapon. And Radhika Bhardwaj, the naive daughter of a broken family, is the perfect pawn. Radhika was never meant for this world. A girl who once dreamed of freedom, now trapped in a marriage that serves nothing but Nikolai's ambitions. She didn't choose him. She didn't even get a say. Nikolai didn't care for her innocence or her life. For him, she was just another piece in his game. But in her, Nikolai sees something no one else has ever dared to show him: vulnerability, and a spark of light that might set fire to his world. Two worlds crash. Two souls collide. He doesn't care if she hates him. But he will own her anyway. "I hate you," she said. "I hate you too, baby," he replied. A man whose control over everything is absolute, can a single woman change the rules, or will she be crushed under his weight?

"I know you married me only for my money and my family money. And I will not be giving you anything from us. I know you manipulated grandma and have taken some money from her otherwise why would you marry a billionaire. Every woman are same gold digging idiots running after money not thinking about their dignity. When I didn't talk to you, you told Sebastian about us and tried to get me through him. But I am not a fool to fall for you. Just for one year stay the hell away from me and let me live my life" he yelled the last sentence and stormed upstairs to our room. I leaned against the wall and slide down hugging my knees. I cried silently hurt by his words. His words replay in my mind continuously. *********************** Aaliyah Rivera, sweet girl just wanting to get love from the only man she ever loved. Emmett Robinson, cold man, business is the only world for him. What happens when they both get married?Will Aaliyah get her love? Will Emmett change for someone?

Nearly eighteen years have passed since Willow was allowed to simply exist. Raised in locked rooms and silence, she learned rules without ever being told they were wrong-so she steps into freedom bright-eyed and reckless, all summer dresses and soft wonder, finding joy in everything the world kept from her. Willow is sunshine with sharp edges: independent, curious, too kind for her own safety... and still unaware that what she survived was abuse until someone shows her what choice actually feels like. Byron Ferrari isn't that someone because he's gentle. He's twenty-four, a billionaire built from old money, grief and discipline, running a ruthless security empire and a stricter life. Control is how he breathes. Anxiety is how he loves. He doesn't want to cage Willow-he wants to keep her close because losing people is the only thing he's ever been good at. Byron is forced to learn the difference between protection and possession all while unintentionally turning her into a spoiled brat who craves his attention and affection. Willow walked into his immaculate kitchen, barefoot, carrying a fistful of wildflowers like contraband. Byron stared at the mud. Then at her. "Absolutely not." She smiled, radiant. 'Absolutely yes.' She signed. Ten minutes later, Byron was on his knees, gently cleaning the soles of her feet while she hummed. Tropes: Sunshine x Grumpy • Morally Grey Protector • He Falls First • Found Family • Touch-Consent • Fast paced • Lake House / Summer Vibes • Chosen Autonomy • spoiled MFC #1 sunshine #1 soft #1 old money #1 spoiled

She was childish. He was mature. She loved him madly-by childhood He loved someone else... or at least, he thought he did. "Jungkooshii... I love you..." Her blue eyes sparkled with happiness, her tiny lips stretched in a shy smile, her chubby hands trembling as she held a rose toward him. "B-Bunny... I... love you too... but not this way..." His voice cracked, his hand instinctively rising to cup her chubby face. His heart broke as he watched her lips wobble... the rose fell... she stepped back... and tears slipped down silently. __ his hand tightly holding someone else's. The ring with his name shined proudly Far behind, a small fragile girl clutched her father's hand, blue eyes swimming in tears, her nails digging into his skin as if she would drown without support. (BUT there other person who is in same condition for his one side love who's the bride to be Jungkook's) And then... she did something that changed everything. Something that ended with her becoming his wife. "Him or me?" her father asked. And with trembling lips and tear-filled eyes, she chose him. He was her world. She was his responsibility... and his resentment. "I love you with my whole heart," she whispered. "I hate you with my whole heart," he replied. Was her love not pure? Was she wrong? Did she break everyone's heart? Or... Did she only break herself? Or maybe- "THEY ALL BROKE HER" Let's see what cracks first: Her innocent heart "or" His walls of hate. Everything was against her- fate, family, and even him. But her stubborn, pure, childish heart kept screaming only one truth: He just- only- "BELONGS TO HER" A story of madness. A story of hatred. A story of pain. A story of everything broken. All beggars of love. All victims of love. A story of a small, pure, innocent heart. "BELONGS TO HER" This whole story of mine Mine imagination all I strictly took action If someone try to copy even a small part

Love isn't always gentle. Sometimes, it's cruel. Sometimes, it's obsessive. And sometimes, it's dark enough to ruin you. Mia Romano was born into silence, and the world ensured her suffering for it. As the mute daughter of the Chicago Mafia's consigliere, she was treated like a defect, a flaw to be erased. With no voice, she felt invisible at least in the ways that mattered. She was mocked, mishandled, and used. In her own home, she existed only when her father needed something to break. And even then, he didn't hesitate. Not once. By twelve, she understood the weight of fear like a second skin. She learned how to survive by shrinking, how to disappear without moving. But monsters have a way of sniffing out the quietest prey. Remo Vittorio was the worst kind of monster. As the Capo of Las Vegas, his name was spoken only in whispers, if at all. He didn't rule with fear; he was fear itself. He built an empire on blood and silence, a storm that came without warning, an executioner who didn't flinch. Men twice his size bowed to him. Entire families vanished under his orders. His mercy was a myth. He felt no guilt. He didn't believe in love. But the first time he saw her, fragile and wide-eyed, a porcelain doll surrounded by wolves, something inside him cracked. Not softened. Not healed. She was terrified of him, and that only made it worse. Because Remo Vittorio didn't know how to love gently. He only knew how to keep. And once something was in his grasp, he never let go. An angel was given into the hands of the devil himself.

DEADLY DEVOTION She was an unloved girl, desperate for warmth. He was a man raised to be cold, never taught how to love. Their worlds should have never collided - yet she became the weakness he swore he'd never have. "To him I was forbidden fruit... so he bit deeper." "My sister was his wife, but I was his addiction." Kim Eunhee-a neglected high school girl desperate for affection in all the wrong places. Her childhood was a cage of cruelty, her teenage years a battlefield she barely escaped. Yet, in her search for warmth, she kept falling into hands that only sought to break her. Until one day, she stumbled into arms she thought she'd never belong in. Arms that felt like both danger and safety. Jeon Jungkook-a man built for power, not love. Raised in shadows, molded into a weapon, his world was nothing but cold calculations and ruthless choices. He allowed no one to touch his heart, no one to see past the monster he was forced to become. But then came a girl he should have ignored. A girl who threatened to shatter his icy walls with nothing more than her presence. By fate, he married her sister based on a contract, but ended up carving his desires on her. The beginning was perfect, he was the charming prince to her, perfect, caring, always smiling, protective. But soon everything changed, one twist in their story and he became the villain she never wanted him to become.