{ A story where A rich rebellious guy fell for A timid innocent girl } " W..wh..what ar..e y...ou do..in..g " nervousness is clear in her body language while her eyes are stuck at the mirror in front or more like on the guy who's looking at her intensely , his eyes are dark and deep challenging to break the eye contact His cold fingers roamed carelessly on her exposed waist , she shivered under his gaze and tried to come out of his hold , only for him to tighten it even more . Slowly yet sensually his hand travelled up to her milky back, he hold the sting making her shut her eyes breathing heavily . He step even closer to her leaving no gap between " Finally Tum Meri Hui, Meri Jaan " he whispered in her ear making her shrink back in his arms unintentionally ( Finally You're Mine , My Love )

Faith Anderson. An innocent girl, who grew with the love of her Dad and her elder brother. Since, her mother died while giving birth to her, she has become the world to her dad and brother. Romano brothers. A cruel, vicious Mafia, disguised as successful businessman to the world. They are , in short the psychopaths. What happens when their gaze fell on the innocent Faith. Will they change for her or will they become her worst nightmare ever? • • • " P-please ... Please l-leave him, please... I beg y-you..." Faith cried, thrashing in Lucian's arms. " You motherfucker, don't do this to her. Leave him. " Chris yelled at the trio. His friend was at the verge of loosing his life. " Shh, baby, why are you taking his side? Huh? " He gripped her hair tightly. " Do you feel anything for him? Huh! Tell me. " Lucian seethed looking at her. " FUCKING ANSWER HIM. " Azron hollered kicking the tied person in his stomach. Panic was bubbling inside Faith and she couldn't able to say anything. " Answer me or your brother will pay the price along with him, kitten. " Zanvil said taking a sharp knife and grazing the tip at Chris's neck, so slightly, that it drew some blood out. Seeing this much of blood infront of her, Faith felt her head spinning. Her struggles becoming weak. " ANSWER ME GOD-DAMN-IT. " Lucian pulled her head up with her hair. " N-No..." She managed to let out a whimper and collapsed on Lucian. She was barely conscious. " Oh, baby, I knew it. It's okay, Lucian don't hurt her. " Zanvil left Chris and walked towards her. Lucian kissed her lips briefly while Zanvil caressed her hair. " But, this guy made us insecure. He has to pay little one. He'll be punished. " Azron scowled, taking a cleaver in his hands. " DON'T DO THIS TO HER. PLEASE. " Chris pleaded the trio for her sister and his friend. He knew his friend is going to die tonight. He also knew he couldn't do anything. But it was too late. ••• © Copyright reserved.

Silent chains An Obedient Girl. A Dangerous Man. A Silence Too Loud to Ignore. Aarya has never spoken a word. A twenty one year old Born mute and forbidden by her cruel family to learn sign language, her life has always been quiet - not peaceful, but silenced. Hidden away in an attic, unloved and abused while her stepsister is pampered like royalty, Aarya's only survival tool is obedience. She never questions, never resists... until one night, fate places her in the wrong place at the worst time. She witnesses a brutal murder committed by the city's most feared mafia boss, Luca De Rossi - a twenty eight year old man known for leaving no witnesses alive. But when he finds her cowering in fear, trembling and tear-streaked, he spares her life. Barely. A story of forced proximity, power and vulnerability, slow-burning connection, and a girl who can't speak... but says everything without words. ---

Aryamaan Rajvansh Aryamaan is a man of power, influence, and unshakable determination. Born into a family that commands both the political and business worlds, he has inherited not just wealth but an iron will to dominate every arena he steps into. A formidable businessman, he has built an empire of his own, earning respect and fear in equal measure. Yet, beneath his ruthless exterior lies an obsession-one that has consumed him for the past four years. It started with a single moment, a single glance. Love at first sight. He doesn't know her name, her past, or where she belongs, but that hasn't stopped him. He has scoured cities, pulled every string, and left no stone unturned in his relentless search. Because once he finds her, she will be his. No matter what it takes. Vedanshi Tiwari Vedanshi is simple, beautiful, and elegant, with a quiet grace that draws people in. Shy by nature, she finds joy in the little things, living a peaceful life away from the chaos of the world. Just like her father, she has a deep passion for teaching and dedicates herself to shaping young minds in a small school. She finds happiness in her students' laughter and the comfort of routine, unaware that her life is about to take an unexpected turn. She doesn't know that someone has been searching for her for the past four years. And the day he finds her, everything will change-forever. #1 Pyaar #2 runningaway ( 21/5/25) #6 possession (21/5/25) #3 possession (25/5/25) #44 loveatfirstsight (26/5/25) #26 loveatfirstsight (29/5/25) #7 psycho (31/5/25) #2 stalking (10/7/25)

"Shh... I'll teach you.... I'll teach you to love me.... you will learn... you will learn to be mine..." She sat still on his lap accepting her fate, she knew this day would come, it had been months, and she was literally testing the man who was showering her with all his love and care.... He planted wet kisses on her neck as she let out whimpers and cries... but he was not going to fall for them today, he had to be strong if he really wanted this...he got up carrying her to the bed seating her down as he rested his back against the bed rest. "Come here... Undress your husband...Mrs.Jeon" She sobbed as those words left his mouth, it made her feel disgusted.... she froze... she just couldn't bring herself to touch him... -------------------------------------------- This fic contains stuff not suitable for all ages, read at your own risk sweeties... Happy reading🌟💜🌟 -------------------------------------------- #1-bts #16-jkff #16-got7 #65- friendsandfamily

"They used me, Tortured me and Treated me like Trash" "After one Brother was satisfied, I was tossed to the other." ■□■□■□■□■■□■□ BLURB: The Alpha brothers ADITYA and AARAV treated their Omega Mate TANISH as nothing more than a rag doll, their personal rag doll. Who they fucked, abused and cursed everyday. What happens when SIDHARTH enters the calm yet cruel lives of these three people? Is it the calm before the storm or the storm has already started? There is more to it than what's visible on the surface. "A Mature Omegaverse Story with violence, Angst, abuse, obsession and Regret" ■□■□■□■□■■□■ (26th in angst out of 284k) (28th in drak out of 189k) ((#1 in Indian out of 36.5k on June 13)) (#1 in cursewords on 26-4-2025) (#6 in indiangay on 04-5-2025) (#7 in foursome on 04-5-2025) (#12th in Hindi on 26-4-2025) (#27th in Dark out of 177k on 24-5-2025) (#37th in Homosexual on 13/4/2025) -------------------------------------------- ⚠️Disclaimer: This story contains mature themes, including explicit LGBTQ+ relationships, abuse, sexual content, violence, death scenes and other sensitive content. This story is intended for Mature Audience (18+ years). Reader discretion is advised. The story is a work of fiction and does not promote or glorify any harmful behavior. ⚠️All characters, events, and settings are purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental. © This is my work, Created and written by me. Don't copy or steal it. ⚠️ ALL THE IMAGES in the story including the STORY COVER are made by me using AI, don't take them. --------------------------------------------

READ BEFORE PROCEEDING ⚠️ This story contains dark themes, non-consensual elements, psychological trauma, and heavy emotional. Minors DNI. Please read responsibly and take care of yourself. If you're here for soft romance - this is not that place.🖤 Welcome to the dark He was running as fast as his legs would carry him, breath tearing out of his chest, silent tears blurring the corridor ahead. His feet slipped. His knees buckled. He hit the floor hard. Hands seized him from behind before he could crawl away. Another grip forced his face up, fingers tangled painfully in his hair, holding him still. A voice in front of him curved into a smile he couldn't see but could feel. "Oh, dear," the man said softly. "You know I don't like it when you try to run." Another presence loomed closer, close enough for him to feel breath against his skin, "So scared," the second voice murmured. "You always are." He leaned down towards his neck and sniffled him and murmured,"Mm... You smell so nice, just like... wet soil after rain." His body began to shake uncontrollably. Tears spilled freely now, unchecked, soaking into his collar. The struggle drained out of him-not because he wanted to stop, but because he no longer had the strength to keep fighting. His fingers loosened around the fabric of his own shirt. Not surrender. Just exhaustion.

Obsession wears many faces. Sometimes, it looks like love. --- Isha Rao had it all - wealth, beauty, a perfect fiancé, and a future carved in gold. Until the man she trusted shattered her heart, and her best friend drove the knife in deeper. Three years later, Isha is no longer the soft-spoken girl they betrayed. She's the ruthless CEO of Rao Industries - cold, untouchable, and feared. Enter Advait Verma. Her ex-fiancé's older brother. Ten years older. Ten times more dangerous. And now...the Chief Minister of Andhra Pradesh. What the world doesn't know is that Advait never really left. He's been watching Isha from the shadows - loving her, needing her, obsessing over her. And now, he's ready to claim what's always been his. But this isn't a love story. This is a storm - dark, twisted, and all-consuming. And Isha? She's about to find out what it means to be loved by a man who would set the world on fire... just to keep her in his arms. --- 🔥 Dark romance | Age gap | Possessive love | Obsession | Betrayal | Political drama | Enemies to lovers Start reading now. But remember... not all storms make noise. ---

"So... where were you, little kitty?" His voice was quiet, too quiet... each word slicing through the air as he flipped through the papers without even looking up. "I-I was..." My voice broke, barely a whisper. Something about his calm made him even scarier. He finally set the papers aside, eyes lifting to meet mine. "You look nervous." The corner of his mouth twitched.. not quite a smile. "Don't be. I don't hurt good boys." That tone... gentle, dangerous, patient. "Now," he said, leaning back in his chair, gaze steady. "Come here." I hesitated, taking one step forward. His eyes sharpened. "Crawl." ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● Started - 13th February 2025 Ended - ???

Nathan, a 20-year-old, working as a strip dancer at a gay bar and obsessed with earning more money was lured into accepting the offer of becoming a birthday present to Alessandro Martinez, an influential businessman, and a widower. Alessandro found Nathan strikingly similar to his past lover and wanted him to become his sweet sugar baby by throwing a lot of money over him. Will he be a good baby boy, obeying his daddy? Will wanting an emotional attachment with Alessandro rather than his money cause problem for Nathan? Does Alessandro really like Nathan as a person or just using him for his sex drive? A lot of punishments and sweet moments are guaranteed in Sweet Sugar Baby.🔞🔞🔞 This is a gay book with a lot of steamy sex between men. Read at your own risk.