My Husband Is a Psychopath I am Anya Frances Von Hemsworth, born into power, wealth, and a life of freedom I had no intention of surrendering. But my parents had other plans. My marriage was arranged long before I understood what the word promise even meant- and the man waiting at the end of that promise is Nicholaus Henrik Vlatislov, a rising Soviet Army General... and the future President. I was Mischief. Reckless. Chaos. He was Discipline. Silence. Control. We were never meant to mix-until we were forced to. And marriage to him? It was supposed to be political. Practical. Not the beginning of my own personal nightmare. Because Nicholaus Vlatislov is not a normal man. One night, I saw him standing at the end of the hallway- his uniform soaked, his face dripping with blood. He smiled at me... that slow, terrifying, predatory grin. I blinked- And he was gone. Was it real? Or am I slowly losing my mind inside this cold, suffocating mansion? My life after the wedding becomes a prison made of marble and silence. No parties. No alcohol. No friends. No chaos. Just a dangerously calm husband who watches everything... and ignores my reckless acts as if he's waiting for me to break. But the more I try to escape him, the more I realize something horrifying- Nicholaus isn't ignoring me. He's studying me. Because the General of the Soviet Army did not marry for politics. He married for possession. Obsession. And for reasons darker than I'm prepared to understand. And now... my heartbeat doesn't belong to me anymore. It belongs to my husband- the psychopath I was forced to love.

"How dare you!!!" She screamed And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing with or how easily he could destroy her. His lips curled into a dark smirk. Without a word, he fired his gun into the air and barked, "Start preparing for the goddamn wedding." Before she could even process what was happening, he hoisted her over his shoulder and stormed straight to the mandap set up for her cousin's wedding. Slamming her down, he hissed, "That slap just made you my wife." In one brutal motion, he filled her hairline with sindoor, sealing her fate in the most explosive way possible. Her life was no longer her own-𝘐𝘵 𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘏𝘪𝘴. 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 | 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

"Stay away from me," she snapped, but her voice wasn't steady. He didn't stop walking. One step. Another. His eyes didn't leave hers, and there was something in them, not rage, not panic. Something worse. "I mean it!" she shouted, raising the knife higher. I lifted the knife between us. "I'll use it," I said, forcing the words out. His eyes flicked down at the blade, then back to my face. "No. You won't." When he was close enough, I swung but he caught my wrist mid-air, grip like steel. The knife stopped inches from his side. "Wrong move," he murmured. Love is a beast that doesn't play by rules. And when hatred burns this hot, it feels just like passion. Vaani Batra, a simple sweet ambitious girl with stars in her eyes, lands a dream summer internship at Kapoor Enterprises-the empire of the aloof and enigmatic billionaire, Krish Kapoor. He's cold. He's calculative. He's irresistible and mysterious. Haunted by a past he can't outrun, Krish has no space for emotions-especially not for a girl like Vaani. But fate weaves their paths together in ways neither of them imagined. A slow-burning attraction ignites, only to be shattered when Krish discovers the truth: Vaani is the daughter of the man who destroyed his family. Betrayal cuts deeper than any blade. And love? It becomes a war. When revenge meets innocence, and darkness collides with light-can love survive the storm, or will it burn them both? He thought she was the enemy. She thought he was her savior. Turns out, they were each other's destiny. Twisted. Broken. Unstoppable. In a war between revenge and desire, no one walks away unscathed. Love doesn't save. It devours.💫 Saiyaara - A tale where love is not gentle. It's ruthless. It's painful. It's unforgettable, yet something beautiful🖤 Are you ready to burn?🖤

╰┈➤✮ 𝑅𝑢𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑑 × 𝐴𝑣𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑘𝑎 ❝𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫❞ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ "You will not talk to him." He said whispering, as if trying to control his anger, but I don't care about him right now. "I will, you are literally no one to tell me what to do and what not." I said, stating the fact. "Oh, Mia! Do not make me do something that you will regret." He said encircling his one hand around my waist and with the other he held the back of my neck firmly yet gently as he pushed me against the wall lightly, cagging me. "What will you do huh?" I know I am provoking him but i don't care because why would I? He thinks that he owns me which is so wrong. It's just him and his lethal obsession. "I will not think twice before fucking you right now and I will not stop till, forget about dancing you are even unable to walk properly." He said and i could see in his eyes that he is not lying at all. He is Rushad Shannan after all. The man of his words. ───⋆⋅☆⋅⋆─── A girl was just dancing in the rain one day but she didn't know that a man would get so obsessed with her that he would make her his possession. What will happen when he tries to make her mine? Will she accept him? Or She will run away from him? Dark romance!! So it will contain highly mature content. Really possessive MML. So read it at your risk!

My Husband, My Tormentor I never imagined my life would take such a sharp turn. Everything seemed to be going well-I had escaped from my past to start fresh in a new country, a new city. But he ruined those plans. His entry into my life was unexpected-maybe even unwanted. I agreed to marry him, foolishly thinking he would tire of me and set me free, that I'd slip back into the life I'd dreamed of. But he flipped my world, locked every door, and cut off every path. Now, there's no way out. Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. Nowhere to go but back to him. Still, I cling to a sliver of hope. can I escape from him? Can I... or can't I? | | Mature content 18+| |

Revival of Tara and Ibrahim with a short story

Hey everyone! Welcome to my debut book! I'm thrilled to share this story with you all. Titled around the possessive nature of our main character, this book delves into the intriguing dynamics between Ishika, a sweet and innocent girl, and Viraj, a cold-hearted and assertive man who unexpectedly finds himself drawn to her. Viraj is willing to defy all odds and push boundaries to make Ishika his, no matter the cost. Join them on a journey where love, passion, and obsession collide in unexpected ways.

Vedika Sharma has spent her entire life standing on the right side of the law. As one of the youngest advocates in the city's history to take down criminal empires, her reputation for fearlessness is unshakable - until she crosses Abhimaan Rathore. A ruthless businessman with blood on his hands and secrets buried deeper than the graves he's ordered, Abhimaan is used to getting everything he wants - and now, he wants her. When Vedika's investigation threatens to dismantle his empire, Abhimaan traps her in a dangerous game of power, blackmail, and obsession. Bound by forced agreements and a chemistry neither can deny, Vedika finds herself torn between hatred and a dark, consuming attraction she cannot fully explain - or escape. As lines blur and trust shatters, Vedika must fight not just for justice - but for her own soul. Because loving a monster has consequences. And surviving him... might be impossible.

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""I THOUGHT WHAT BETWEEN US WAS LOVE.... TRUST AND A PROMISE TO ALWAYS STAY TOGETHER BUT AFTER SEEING YOUR TRUE FACE.....I KNOW IT'S ALL FAKE YOU CAN'T BE PART OF MY LIFE "" so this is a story of broken heart, trust and forbidden love of namjoon and jin story is 🔞 i made this story on YouTube a year ago ....now it's gone my most of the stories are gone so I'm writing cause I'm missing my own stories cause i love to write!! writing is unpaid therepy for me 🤌🏻😌 I'll try my best Hope you'll like it Thank you 💜