This story is continuation of forbidden Love(phase-1) can be read as standalone. Sahasra & Aryansh: A one-sided struggle where Sahasra has deep feelings for Aryansh, but he does not reciprocate those feelings. Maha & Rudransh: A mutual relationship where both characters share genuine affection for one another. Meenakshi & Devansh: A tension-filled dynamic defined by mutual hatred. Tropes: Police x politician daughter Professor x Student Ceo x student Bava x mardhal Forced proximity Love marriage

"Strip." The single word drops from his lips, freezing the blood in my veins. My breath hitches as I look at the man sitting on the edge of the massive royal bed, his dark eyes watching me like a starving predator. "Are you deaf, little bird?" His deep voice rumbles through the silent room, sending a heavy, unexpected throb straight to my core. "I said strip. Let me see if your body is as brave as your mouth." I swallow hard, my fingers trembling on the heavy fabric of my lehenga. I have been fighting him all night, throwing out dirty comebacks like I know exactly what I am doing. But now, under his burning gaze, the terrifying truth hits me. I am completely out of my depth. Laal Ishq ❤️‍🔥 Abhimanyu Singh Rathore bows to no one. At thirty two, he is the ruthless King of Rajasthan. He demands absolute obedience and destroys anyone who stands in his way. Until his dark gaze drops onto a twenty year old law student. Shivika Agnihotri is pure and completely untouched. But when her parents fall into an inescapable debt, Abhimanyu does not want their money. He demands her in exchange. He buys her to be his bride, expecting a terrified girl who will quietly submit to his every royal command. He is completely wrong. Shivika might look innocent, but she is bold, sharp, and fiercely independent. She talks back, mocks his threats, and refuses to kneel. But the arrogant King loves a good challenge. In a deadly game of power, dark obsession, and raw temptation, the King of Rajasthan is about to claim his defiant new queen.

Zara barely finished laughing at Adarsh's stupid joke when the air shifted. Heavy. Dark. Dangerous. Vikram was standing behind them. Silent. Still. Watching her like she had personally committed a crime. Adarsh felt it first-his smile vanished and he stepped back. Zara didn't move. "Your Majesty-" Adarsh began. "Leave." Vikram didn't raise his voice. He didn't need to. Adarsh practically ran. The moment the man disappeared, Vikram's hand was already on Zara's waist-hot, furious, claiming. He didn't drag her; he took her, guiding her backward into his private office, shutting the door with a sharp, echoing slam. "Are you out of your mind?!" Zara snapped. Vikram didn't answer. "You let him touch you," he growled, low enough that she felt the vibration in her chest. "He brushed my arm," she shot back, "calm the hell dow-" His hand slammed onto the desk beside her hip, making her jump. "You think I'm calm?" Her breath hitched. Smirked against her cheek. "Vikram... let go." "I will," he whispered, lips grazing her jaw, "the moment you stop tempting me." His hand slid to her throat-not choking, just holding, possessive, thumb brushing her pulse. "You were smiling at him," he continued, voice raspier now, darker. "Laughing. Touching him." "It was NOTHING," she whispered. "I decide what is nothing." His lips trailed down her neck, slow, deliberate, burning. "And that... was not nothing." "This marriage isn't real," she breathed. His mouth paused at her collarbone. Then he lifted his head-eyes black with restraint. "Say that again," he murmured, "and I swear I will kiss you until the word 'real' is the only thing you remember." Her stomach flipped. He leaned in even closer "Zara," he whispered "don't smile at other men. Don't touch them. Don't even look at them that way." "And if I do?" she challenged softly. His grip tightened on her waist. "Then I'll put you exactly where you are now," he breathed, lips hovering over hers, "and remind you who you married."

The man grabbed her wrist, turned to the stunned priest. "Pandit ji", his voice thundered, "Shaadi shuru karo". Everyone gasped. Siya froze, "Kya!? Have you lost your mind?!" But he didn't answer. He simply gestured to his men, who moved the trembling groom and bride aside. "Sir", bride's father stammered, "yeh - yeh zabardasti-" "Chup!" His tone was enough to make the man stumble back. "This marriage will happen. Right now." Siya's voice rose, trembling with anger but firm. "You can't force me-" ■□■□■□■ "Mere dadaji ki haalat ke liye yeh ladki zimmedar hai!" he roared. Siya glared. "Main kisi ke liye zimmendar nahi hoon! Aur aapko kisne haq diya aise kisiko accuse karne ka?" Before Siya could question further, a doctor came running down the grand staircase, panting. "Hukum saa - your grandfather... he's regained consciousness." The room fell silent. Siya exhaled sharply. "Good. Ab toh main bhi mil leti hoon us buddhe se jise maine hurt kiya hai." Her tone was laced with sarcasm - a spark she couldn't dim, even now. The slap came before she even registered his movement. SMACK. The sound cracked through the air like thunder. Her head snapped to the side, her cheek burning. Slowly - too slowly - Siya raised her head, her eyes shimmering tears, her lips trembled... "How dare you?" but her pride remained unbroken. And before logic, fear, or sense could intervene - she raised her hand. CRACK. The second slap echoed even louder. ■□■□■□■ "Theek hai! Aap sabko lagta hai yeh shaadi sach hai? Fine! Toh main divorce lungi. Simple." That word echoed through the room like a thunder. Then, his mother - calm, yet her words held weight - "Hamare raj gharane mein divorce nahi hote, Siya. Yahan sirf arthiya uthti hai." But she was done with everything, emotionally exhausted but still fierce, "Toh theek hai!" she shouted. "Ab toh aapke bete ki arthi hi uthegi! Par main yahan nahi rahoongi." ♤♡♤♡♤♡ #1 lovehate (4,5,6/12/2025)

Ivaan Dev varma He carried dark aura that made rooms fall silent the movement he walked in. A man of few words, cold eyes , dangerous patience . The kind of person people feared without understanding why. (specially our heroine😆).In simple words Silent in words, limitless in actions. He controlled everything family , business ,the chaos around him with ruthless perfection . To others he was cold hearted and impossible to understand but for his mardhal he becomes entirely different . His love was never loud. He never expressed it through sweet words or soft confessions. Instead, he loved her in silence - through protection, care, and the quiet ways he always kept her safe. He noticed every tear she tried to hide, every fear she carried, and every little thing that made her smile Advika Rao A girl whose laughter could brighten even the darkest room. Innocent, bubbly, and full of life, she carried warmth in her eyes and kindness in her heart. She loved deeply, cared endlessly, and found happiness in the smallest things. But behind her playful nature hid a heart that craved only one thing - the love of her bava. To the world, she was fearless and cheerful, but in front of him, she turned quiet, careful, almost fragile. He was the only person capable of making her nervous with a single look. His anger terrified her, his silence unsettled her, yet her heart continued to run toward him every single time. She feared him the most... and loved him even more.

"In the depths of their all-consuming love, Vedant-Vaishnavi's bond is tested like never before. Fueled by passion and bound by an unbreakable vow, their relationship becomes a blazing inferno of intensity and devotion. And When love becomes an obsession, the boundaries blur, Test in a fiery dance of passion and possession. One love, one flame, burning forever."

To the criminal underworld, 32-year-old DIG Devarish Veeramuthu is the "Lion of Chennai"-a towering, ruthless, and hyper-moral police officer. But inside the walls of Anbu Illam (The House of Love), he is just "Deva Mama," the ultimate shield for his innocent, 23-year-old niece, Dr. Mithra. She is the pampered darling of the family, easily frightened by the world, yet possessing an absolute, demanding trust in him. one night of chemical-induced madness shatters the lives of Devarish, the feared "Lion" DIG, and Mithra, the family's brilliant "Healer." To save Devarish from his own overwhelming guilt and political enemies, Mithra makes the ultimate sacrifice: Mithra must use her newborn strength to heal the man who broke her, forcing the guilt-ridden protector to finally see her not as a victim, but as his anchor and his flame.

When little Raghava was just three, a storm tore through his family - a separation forced by circumstances so cruel that even his mother, who loved her husband more than her own heartbeat, couldn't hold the family together. Raghava grew up without a single clue about the man who gave him his name... no memories, no stories, not even a whisper of his father's existence. But destiny isn't done yet. When Mahalakshmi walks into his life, will she become the bridge that leads Raghava back to the roots he never knew existed? Will she uncover the truth buried for years - and bring a broken family back into the light? This story is exclusively in telugu.

Viraj Adhvay Reddy, At 31 he is the most respected man in Devananda. However sitting in this small village he earns more than a country budget in a week. He usually works from home. Belonging to the Royal family of Devananda he was easily one of the wealthiest men in the country Sai Aradya Reddy, She is 27 years old. She is a surgeon. She is well accomplished and loves the way her life is. She got an offer. Exactly when she was getting bored in Australia this offer showed up Unknown to her an entire journey is waiting for Aaradya

"𝑰 𝒎𝒊𝒙𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒏" she hissed "𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒊𝒅" he drank. ⟡ ── ☠ ── ⟡ 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐩 𝐍𝐞𝐡𝐰𝐚𝐥 -supposed to marry another man... But a Monster came for her. Not with love. Not with permission. But with blood on his hands and obsession in his eyes. 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐑𝐨𝐲 𝐕𝐨𝐡𝐫𝐚 - billionaire, mafia, dangerously powerful, and a man feared by everyone - destroys her wedding and forcefully marries her in front of the world. To Roop, he is nothing but a monster wrapped in expensive suits and deadly silence. She hates him. Fights him. Breaks under him. And when hatred turns poisonous... She finally whispers, "I mixed poison." And Vansh only smiles. "I know you did." Because a man obsessed for years does not fear death from the woman he worships. Locked inside a marriage built on force, secrets, obsession, and dangerous desire, Roop slowly discovers that Vansh's love is not normal. It is consuming. Violent. Terrifying. The kind of love that ruins a person before claiming them completely. But the darkest part? The more she tries to escape him... The more her soul begins to belong to him.