He held up his hands, trying to sound casual, but the sight stopped her cold-blood smeared across his fingers, dark and fresh. "Relax, it's nothing," he said smoothly, his voice trying to soothe, but her heart pounded in stark disbelief. Her eyes widened, fixed on the crimson stains, a silent scream caught in her throat. Horror dripped from every glance. "Nothing? You killed him," she whispered, voice barely steady, trembling with a mixture of fear and accusation. "You're a murderer." He scoffed, a cold shadow flickering in his unreadable eyes. "Don't insult me wifey. I'm above that." The weight of his words pressed down like a guillotine as she steadied herself, voice sharp with defiance. "I'll tell everyone. I won't marry you." A slow, cruel smile curved his lips as he leaned in, his breath ghosting against her ear like a deadly promise. "Will you? Go ahead-tell everyone. I'll destroy everything you hold dear, just like your telling would destroy mine. We'll go down together." He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper. "And as for not marrying me... oh wifey , you don't get to choose. You'll be mine-whether it's in a wedding dress, or buried in a legend". He wasn't supposed to pull her in-didn't even understand why he was drawn to her. She wasn't the most beautiful, but something beneath the surface called to him. A ruthless heir haunted by betrayal, he never let strangers close... yet he craved to keep her. ☆☆☆☆

"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?

Aira Verma, 19. Soft-hearted, quiet, and used to surviving in silence. Life never handed her comfort-only responsibilities. When she moves into the opulent Rathore Mansion with her mother, who works there as a maid, Aira begins helping too-never expecting her life to shift. But then comes an unexpected offer-a place at one of the most elite colleges in the city. A new beginning. Or so she thinks. Rihaan Rathore, 22. Feared. Desired. Untouchable. With a heart colder than ice and a reputation darker than sin, Rihaan doesn't do attachments-and he's never taken interest in any girl. Ever. The heir to a ruthless empire, he controls everything... until her. The maid's daughter. The girl with quiet defiance in her eyes and softness in her soul that makes him burn. They weren't meant to collide. A maid's daughter and a billionaire's heir-forbidden, impossible. But when Aira enters his college and his world, lines blur and limits shatter. Because once Rihaan lays eyes on her, there's no going back. She becomes his obsession. His addiction. His madness. And he'll tear the world apart just to keep her- even if it means breaking her in the process She fell first. He fell harder and harder. And now she belongs to him. ✦ Tropes: ▫️Maid × Billionaire heir ▫️She fell first and he fell hardest ▫️Rich bad boy × poor girl ▫️College romance ▫️Possessive / obsessive male lead ▫️Forced proximity (same house) ▫️Innocent girl × emotionally damaged boy ▫️Dark, steamy, emotional love ▫️Forbidden romance ▫️"No one touches her but me" energy ▫️Touch her and die

✦ Darling, You're Mine ✦ A Dark Royalty × Mafia × Obsession Romance For 21 years, Kiara Rathore lived as the forgotten princess sleeping on the cold palace floor, so innocent and childlike that the world called her abnormal. One night, she escaped her golden cage... and fell into the arms of Aaron Warner - Asia's most feared, ruthless Mafia King. He protected her. He taught her every single thing about this cruel world pleasure, pain, desire, and sin He became her entire world the only person she could breathe for. Until the day she looked at him with sparkling eyes full of dreams and whispered happily: "We'll get married... and we'll have our babies. It'll be so beautiful, right Aaron?" Aarohn's face twisted with fury. He grabbed her arms roughly, shaking her as he growled: "Marriage? Babies? Love? Look at yourself. You're still a fucking child. I don't love you. I never did. I kept you out of pity. Now that you're better... get the hell out. You don't belong here." He shoved her away and stormed out, leaving her shattered on the floor. Kiara stood frozen, tears falling uncontrollably. She had learned to breathe only because of him. How was she supposed to survive in this cruel world without Aaron now? She thought the devil had saved her. Instead, he destroyed her heart in the most brutal way. But this heartbreaking rejection is not the end... It's where his dangerous, twisted obsession truly begins. "You weren't stolen, little one... You were chosen. Even when I throw you away... you'll crawl back to me. Because darling... you're mine." Standalone Dark Romance ⚠️ Contains possessive themes, emotional trauma, captivity, and explicit mature content. 18+ only.

──── ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ꪆৎ ˚ "Who do you belong to?" Her cold, demanding eyes met mine, The only glimmer of light within them was my own reflection staring back at me. "You." My voice trembled as I whispered the answer. She settled herself on my lap, surrounding me with her intoxicating scent, as if to claim ownership. "Exactly," she confirmed, her tone possessive. "You burnt her. Alive" A horrified sigh escaped my lips as my heart pounded in my chest. "And you had the perfect orgasm right next to her burning body. Do you know why? You were focused on me. She was screaming and yet you craved me. You begged me to touch you more. You needed me. Her cries for help, her screams, her burning body; nothing affected you. You just craved me" Her grip on my shirt tightened as she pulled me closer, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. ────୨ৎ──── NAINA MALHOTRA, A fierce and determined woman, driven by a powerful desire for revenge. Her singular focus fueled her every action, and she pursued her path with relentless determination and unshakable fortitude. "His embrace felt like the first burst of sunlight after a long, dark storm" AARAV MURTY, A kind and compassionate soul, radiating warmth and care towards everyone. He concealed his own struggles behind a bright smile, convinced that everyone deserves love and affection. "I've never taken a life before, but for you, I'd cross that boundary and step into darkness a thousand times" Naina and Aarav, lost in love, were oblivious to their family's secrets. As those truths and lies started to surface, their bond was put to the test. Could their love withstand the storm of their haunted history? A saga of twisted enigma played by masters of manipulation where noone can be trusted. Will love survive? ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ꪆৎ ˚ P.S- The initial chapters are highly unedited but I promise it gets better <3

"Mummyji." Ishita softly called her mother-in-law mixing the wheat dough. "Haa, puttar bol." Toshiji replied peeling the boiled potatoes. "Bachpanme, Raman aapko leke bohot possessive honge na?" She casually added. (Raman might have been very possessive about in childhood, no?) "Nahi toh. Raman toh bohot understanding raha hai hamesha se." Toshiji chuckled "Haa apni dadise chipke reheta tha but bohot caring raha hai hamesha se. Books, games, pocket money sab kuch share karta tha Simmi aur Romi se. Haa Romi bohot rota tha jab koi Rinki ko thoda bohot bhi attention dedata." (Nope. He has been quite understanding. Yes he was clingy with his grandmother. But he used to share his books, games even pocket money with his siblings. Romi was a attetion seeker though.) "Really?" Ishita asked in disbelief. "Hmmm. Tera Raman bohot acha hai." Toshiji winked making her blush. (Hmmm. Your Raman is very nice.) "Kya Mummyji aap bhi." Toshiji laughed at her daughter-in-law reaction. (Mummyji, not you too.) Ishita covered the dough with a plate, wondering about the change in Raman's personality. As with her Raman is anything but Understanding. He is clingy, demanding and possessive as hell. Ishita pouted remembering how he didn't even let her stay at her parent's house. His excuses always ready before she even makes plan to visit her parents. How he tore that beautiful red dress because 3rd quarter was too short according to him. How he fired his employee because 2 second was too much to stare his wife. How ... "Ishita" Sighed as his voice echoed in whole house. Holding the tray with freshly brewed coffee, she climbed the stairs to attend Her Possessive Husband. ******* As the title says, a tale about sweet Ishita and Her Possessive Husband. Peak inside for more. Regards ~Gia ***** Highest Ranking #6 on arrangemarriage 06/08/2021 #18 on generalfiction 11/08/2021 #14 on indianlovestory 24/08/2021

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In a buisness interview interviewer asked him," what is your weakness?" he replied,"her tears" another question was asked,"what is your dream?" he suddenly replied,"making her fall in love with me." next question was asked,"what is the secret that no one knows about you?" he replied," Parvati mata ne apne shiv ke liye 12 saal ki tapsya ki thi par maine apne Parvati ko paane ke liye 20 saal ki tadap aur intezaar saha hai." He is well known buisnessman of the nation also involved in mafia but she is just a clumsy girl with past secret who is not aware of the fact that tha Mafia king is obsesed with her She thought it was a arranged marriage but it was arranged by him ------------------------------------------------------ Irritated by his sleeping habits she painted lipstick on his lips and put blush on his cheeks. Everyone was controlling hard not to laugh on his sight but he was blushing hard thinking about the fact that she has touched his lips and cheeks. Wanting to take revenge from him she destroyed his favorite car that worth millions leaving her lipstick to let him know that she has done this . Everyone was scared for his reaction and outburst. But his happiness has no bound that his Lakshmi has given him blessing by leaving lipstick mark. He warned all his men not to touched this car and keep the car safe. Isn't he the greenest flag you ever read? ___________________________________ Drive in the story to know about love of this two personalities who is completely opposite of each other he kills mercilessly she gives lives he loves darkness she gives light of hope he is known for his ruthlessness she is proud of her kindness he is obsesed with her but she....? _________________________________ Mafia × doctor Grumpy × sunshine Possessive × jeolous Slow burn romance Stalker #2 on Rom-Com #3 on Comedy Romance #1 on fictional on 21.2.25

Rudra Singh Rathore, 26 yr old.✨ A man who has never bowed down to anyone and never will. Ruthless, arrogant, and a commanding presence, he is the mafia king and CEO of the Rathore Company. Fearless, he has no concern for losing anything, and the word "sorry" doesn't exist in his vocabulary. Family is his top priority, surpassing all else. He believes he is not made for love, considering it a weakness; he believes he can never truly love anyone. ♡ Purvi Sharma, 19 yr old. 🎀 Purvi Sharma is a bright and compassionate 19-year-old girl, cherished as the sole child by her loving parents. She values the warmth of her close-knit family and possesses a kind heart that resonates with empathy, making her deeply sensitive to the feelings of others. Despite the darkness that surrounds her, Her gentle soul remains untouched, as her sensitivity and empathy keep her rooted in positivity, shielding her from life's harsher aspects. Although she can be easily hurt, she never reciprocates pain, fully understanding the weight of sorrow. The story of two different people.

She thought he was her college professor. Reality check: he was anything but. ~~~ 🖤 ~~~ Ellora Davis is an average college student, naive of the dangers of the world outside. Her only worries are solving not-too-easy physics problems and dealing with her strict mother's wrath. And ignoring the unusual liking she has towards her Physics Professor. Cold, ruthless, sinfully beautiful and a dangerous teacher, he is the flame to her moth. But Ellora has no intention to do anything about it. That makes it just a simple crush, completely harmless, right? Sure, for three years it was harmless. Until one night caught up in the snow amidst drunkards, changes everything for Ellora and her tiny, little, harmless crush. She soon realizes, he is much more than just a professor in a world renowned University. He holds secrets darker and wilder than her worst nightmares. And that night among the drunkards, sets in motion a series of events, which makes Ellora spiral closer to her professor than she ever imagined. And soon her life gets intertwined with his, in a dark game that changes Ellora Davis's life forever. ~~~ 🖤 ~~~ Content warning : this story contains scenes dealing with rape and violence which might be triggering for some readers. *This is not your usual teacher-student romance.* **All pictures used belongs to their rightful owners** **Updates Frequently***