He wasn't supposed to touch her. Yet here she was in his arms, held like she belonged there, like she had never been meant to stand anywhere else. "Put me down..." Arohi whispered, her voice trembling despite the strength she tried to hold on to. Her hands pressed lightly against his chest, a weak attempt to create distance, but his grip only tightened, not enough to hurt, just enough to remind her that he wasn't letting go. "You still think you have a choice?" His voice was calm, almost soft, but something darker lingered beneath it, something that made her breath hitch. She looked up at him, and what she saw in his eyes wasn't anger or care, it was something far more dangerous. Something that didn't ask. Something that claimed. Years ago, he had left without a word. Everyone thought it was his choice. But the truth was, he left to protect her from himself, from the way his gaze lingered too long, from the darkness inside him that whispered her name like a sin. He thought distance would bury it, that time would erase it. But obsession doesn't fade. It waits. It grows in silence. And now he was back. Standing too close, holding her too tightly, looking at her like he had already crossed a line she didn't even know existed. "I did that once," he said quietly. "Let you go." His hold tightened just slightly. "Not again." In that moment, Arohi understood something she should have realized the second he walked back into her life. He didn't come back to stay. He came back because he couldn't stay away. Because the darkness he once ran from now wanted her. Not gently. Not safely. But completely.

"I am not a saint. I am a sin who will devour you, worship every inch of you until you forget where pain ends and pleasure begin." Her jaw clenched. A humorless chuckle escaped her lips. "I am your biggest mistake, Mr. Yugarth Singh Rathore." His laugh was a shard of glass in the darkness. He leaned in, a promise of violence in his eyes. "Careful. My mistakes don't get second chances. They get buried." Her jaw tightened, a last, futile show of strength. "Don't try to touch me. Stay away." His smirk was a wolf's, baring teeth. "You're saying this when I am already burning deep inside you, jaan? "Your body is my sanctuary," he murmured, voice a low rumble that vibrated through her veins, dark as the abyss they danced on the edge of. "The only thing I ever worship is you. I am devoted to every inch of you." "I don't worship gods," he murmured. "I worship the ruin I chose... and that ruin is you."

"𝑨 𝑮𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆" In the kingdom of evils, he was a god feared as a monster. Xavier Stone, a gangster. A name that made even devils bow. He built his empire from blood, sin, and the screams of men who thought they could defy him. A man with no mercy, only hunger for power. And yet, one woman brought that evil god to his knees. Iris Ashford... kind, yet strong when it mattered. She was everything he wasn't. When fate moved, it struck hard. Her marriage proposal landed on his table like a loaded gun. And that moment was the beginning of his possession. When Xavier Stone desired something, the world burned in ash before he let it go. Iris could face anything, but marrying a criminal was never her choice. She despised men like him a gangster, the kind who caused pain to others without a flicker of guilt. She would've done anything to stop it, to escape the fate that chained her to his name. But destiny turned merciless, and in one twisted move, she found herself bound to the very man she swore she'd never belong to. Then began his dark devotion... • • • _________________________________________ ✓"After completion this book will be removed from here."

She's all caffeine, sunshine, and a steady hand that can navigate the delicate pathways of the human heart. She saves lives by day and hums pop tunes by night, her bubbly exterior masking the fact that she's the most dangerous woman in the room-simply because she knows exactly where to cut. But there is one darkness even her brightest light cannot reach. He is a ghost, a ruthless shadow who turns the city's underworld into his private kingdom A man built of scars and silence. He has never known a soft touch, and he has never spared a soul who crossed his bloodline. She is a miracle in a coat He doesn't save lives, he ends them. They are opposites in every way , except for one thing both want to conquer, the world... but in different ways. What will happen when they both will meet ? Will they survive a marriage arranged by their grandparents? His ice queen 👑 Her protective king 👑

#2 𝖎𝖓 '𝕷𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖑 𝕺𝖇𝖘𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓' 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭...

Vikranth pinned her against the door with one hand his chest rising with restrained fury his eyes burning straight into hers. Vikranth his voice low dark and dangerous "Welcome to your new cage, Mrs. Shekhawat." his fingers pressed into her waist his jaw clenched his voice dropped to a lethal whisper "Welcome to your new cage, Mrs. Shekhawat." she leaned in, lips brushing the shell of his ear her breath warm against his skin she whisper was colder than poison "And welcome to hell...Mr. Shekhawat." His eyes widened just a fraction shock flickering into a dark, dangerous spark he liked the fire but he hated the fire still there his grip on her waist tightened her smirk widened. "You built this hell with your own hands now burn with me." His nostrils flared his chest brushed hers as he stepped even closer, voice a low growl "You think you'll survive this fire" she tilted her chin up boldly. "I'm the one who started it." A muscle in his jaw jumped and slammed his palm beside her head, caging her fully. "You're playing a game you can't win." her lips curved again deadly, confident. "Wrong." pratiksha placed her finger on his chest, pushing him back a little. "I'm playing a game you already lost." he grabbed her wrist, yanking her closer again, faces inches apart his voice trembling with fury "We'll see how long that smirk lasts, Mrs. Shekhawat." Pratiksha smirks "Long enough to destroy you." He slammed the bedroom door shut Pratiksha barely had a second to breathe before Vikranth grabbed her wrist and threw her onto the bed her back hit the mattress, the silk sheets folding under her. He stalked toward her like a predator, removing his coat, his eyes burning with one intention Break HER. Get ready for Enemies-to-lovers tension A dangerously possessive hero Forced marriage with high-stake twists Dark secrets, betrayal & obsession ❤️‍ A love story born from hatred and ruined by desire

Avyaan Vedang Vishwanathan "He never believed in love. Until she became his wife. Now he believes in nothing else but owning her." ............ Udita Avyaan Vishwanathan. "He felt like danger... but for once, I wasn't afraid. I wanted to fall-if it meant falling into him." ....................... Join the beautiful journey of Avyaan and Udita finding their peace in each other

"Kneel," Abhimanyu commanded "No... please," she whispered through her sobs His eyes flashed, hardening with impatience. "I said kneel, Riddhima," he repeated, his tone even sharper. "I'm sorry, Abhimanyu, please..." she pleaded, desperation lacing every word But his expression only darkened further. "If you don't kneel by the count of three, my belt will teach you obedience until you can't take it anymore," he warned, his voice low and controlled yet filled with undeniable menace. "One... two..." he began to count, leaving no room for hesitation. Before he could reach three, she dropped to her knees, her heart pounding in terror. Satisfied, he pulled a chair and sat directly in front of her, his gaze fixed on Riddhima with an intensity that sent a chill down her spine. "Tonight," he said slowly, each word deliberate and unyielding, "you're going to learn to think twice before you ever defy me again." . . . Story of two childhood friends who got separated in childhood, but in future he was not ready to let her go because she belongs to him but from a sweet boy he turned into a control freak. • LOTS OF VIOLENCE AND MANIPULATION BY ML IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE THEN DON'T READ• !! STORY OF A VILLAIN !!

Two rival Mafias pull each other's sisters into forbidden relationships to gain the upper hand. ♡____♤ Two mafia rivals. Two sisters who were never meant to be part of their war. Siya falls for a man who feels too real to be a lie. Charming. Dangerous. Addictive. But she doesn't know... he's the very enemy of her brother. And he knows exactly who she is. Rukmini isn't blind. She knows the man she craves will never love her. Knows she's nothing more than a habit he refuses to quit. Yet she stays... even when it destroys her a little more every time. One love is built on deception. The other survives on pain. In a world of power, blood, and betrayal- feelings are weaknesses. Trust is fatal. And when the truth finally comes out... they won't just lose love. They'll lose everything. {REDEMPTION ARC} {⚠️ MATURE CONTENT Contains strong language, drug use, and graphic violence. This story features problematic characters and mentions of trauma. Reader discretion is advised} Tropes: She fell first he fell harder. Brother's Enemy Slow Burn Mafia Romance Rival Mafia Families Enemies to Lovers (Twisted Version) Forbidden Romance Dark Romance Angst Fake love Unrequited Love Morally Grey Characters Toxic Love Multi couple

#Top 2 in India (10/9/26) #Top 3 in India (14/6/26) "Thakur Sahab..." she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper, breathless, unsteady. And next, without letting her know her fingers made it's way to his hair, clutching it got life, for newly known pleasure! The way she said his name-so delicate, yet laced with something she herself didn't understand-sent a jolt of satisfaction through Randheer. His smirk deepened against her skin. He soothed the bite with a slow, deliberate kiss, his warm lips brushing over the mark he had left behind. He wanted her to remember this moment, to feel his presence long after he was gone. "Shh, Jaan.." he murmured, his voice husky, intoxicating. "You'll wake the whole house..your brothers will know, that you are having haldi ceremony with me..in this way" And the irony..She fell for the very man her brothers despised to the core.. ⚠️ Mature content ahead! Proceed with caution. What happens when a sweet, bubbly girl falls for a ruthless man? Dive into the story where her Thakur Sahab is her devotion, and she is his obsession. ✔️ Forced Marriage ✔️ Sweet yet Intense Romance ✔️ Age Gap Love Story ✔️ A Strong Female Lead ✔️ She Fell First, He Fell Harder