"𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥." "𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴." 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐞... 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐲, 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐬. 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲'𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬. 𝐈𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞?

𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝗼𝗳 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀. 𝗗𝗿. 𝗔𝗮𝗿𝘆𝗮𝗵𝗶 𝗠𝗲𝗵𝘁𝗮 has three rules: 1. No distractions. 2. No attachments. 3. Definitely, definitely no falling in love with flirty boys who smile like trouble. Enters 𝗞𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝗞𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗼𝗿 CEO by day, chaos by personality, and a full-time problem in her perfectly controlled life. He calls her "Sohniye." She calls him "Gadhedo." Everyone else just calls it chemistry. She saves lives with logic. He lives like he's writing his own rom-com. But when fate throws them into the same orbit he tries everything in his power to make her smile to break her walls, bend her rules, and prove that life is meant to be lived, not just managed. She says he's impossible. He says she's in denial. Writer says: Let the drama begin. Because some people are like storms unexpected, overwhelming, and exactly what your heart needed. And maybe... even the most guarded hearts can bloom in the dark.

𝘼𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙡 𝙢𝙪𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙠 𝙝𝙤, 𝙮𝙖𝙝𝙞 𝙩𝙤𝙝 𝙥𝙮𝙖𝙖𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙣... PART 1 𝐘𝐮𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 (17) -He thought he was 'too cool' to fall in love with someone. 𝐈𝐫𝐚 𝐃𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐧 (17) -And she thought she was 'too difficult' to fall in love with. Any idea who will win?

Book 1, of the Toxic Series "She was the one because of whom this love story began to bloom." It is said that whatever is written in our that only happens in our life but what if, love challenges destiny and goes against what's written in their destiny. The story revolves around Nishkarsh Singhaniya and Ishani Rathore who's unaware that her family is hiding a secret darker than what she knows, whereas, Nishkarsh who knows the whole truth but is confused. They were never meant to be together besides they fell in love but their love is tested by a series of events. In the world of chaos this love story full of drama illustrates that love is not always the fairy tale as it promises to be. But destiny is something that is way beyond what we think. So is it possible that" LOVE WOULD WIN OVER DESTINY ?" To know more read this novel. 💗🧿

"Millions of reasons, Tanya. All perfectly legal, or perfectly arranged to seem that way. I don't make threats. I explain consequences." He stepped close to her again, cupping her chin with his hand. His touch was like ice. She was too terrified to pull away. "So, you will sit tight. You will go to your school. You will teach my nephew. And you will look very, very pretty while doing it. You will not make me angry again. Understood?" A single, hot tear of pure, helpless rage escaped and traced a path down her cheek. He saw it. His dark eyes glittered with a perverse kind of satisfaction. He leaned in, his lips brushing her cheekbone where the tear had fallen. The kiss was chillingly soft, a brand of ownership. "You see?" he murmured, his breath warm against her skin. "You look so pretty when you cry angrily. Like a good girl who finally understands her place." ___________________________________________ Love is a lie they tell to make obsession sound pretty. When Vardaan Rathore, a man whose bloodline was woven with power and violence, walked into her classroom, Tanya saw a negligent uncle. He saw the first and last woman who would ever tell him no. His obsession became her sentence. There was no courtship. Only a silent, brutal campaign of possession. Her life decided to conquer a queen, and the beautiful, terrible ruin he made of her in the process. #1 forced love #1 Darklove #1 toxichero #1 runawayheroine #1 Captive Romance #1 Manipulation #1 Political Romance #1 hacker #1 Brokenheroine #1 Forcedintimacy #1 Forced relation #1 Darkromancebooks #3 Indian #3 desi #3 teacher #4 badboy #4 broken #6 possessivehero #33 toxic #35 Dark romance #58 youngadult

"You think John would've ever made you feel like this?" I asked darkly, lips brushing her nipple as my fingers circled her again. "You think he would've claimed you like I will?" She whimpered. And when I pushed two fingers inside her, her knees buckled. "Say it," I demanded. "Say you're mine." She shook her head, biting her lip. "I hate you." "Then hate me while I fuck you," I snarled, lifting her up with one arm under her thighs and carrying her to the bed of straw and soft woven sheets they'd laid out like a royal gift. I laid her down like a queen, but I wasn't here to worship. Not tonight. I was here to destroy. ❀.•°°•.✿.•°°•.❀ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭. A chaotic 20-year-old girl. A 38-year-old billionaire with a past soaked in blood. And one forest mistake that ended in a forced tribal marriage. She thought she'd drive him crazy. He thought he'd never fall. But fate had a different game- one with bullets, betrayals, and a heartbeat that refused to stop. When love becomes war, and death becomes a lie... 𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗... 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢? ___________________________________________ ⚠️HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT | 18+⚠️ ⚠️ Spicy scenes ahead. 18+ only. Fully consensual & guideline-friendly.🔞 Started : 18 April 2025 Ended : 2 June 2025

"Your father's hand was just a warning," he whispered, his voice cold as ice. "The next bullet goes in his head. So, tell me, Priya... will you marry me?" He killed a man for talking to me. He shattered my father's hand for saying no. To save my family, I agreed to marry the monster. But my "yes" was a lie. I'm using this year to plan my escape. If he finds out, we're all dead. This is a story of terrifying obsession, fierce family love, and one girl's desperate fight for freedom.

She stepped into the marriage under a veil- knowing the man waiting for her was her family's sworn enemy. Two opposites, different dreams, where one is stuck on revenge while other desires freedom. Raised on hatred, bound by vows, and trapped between loyalty and desire, they were never meant to fall in love. But fate doesn't ask for permission. As truths surface and lines blur, hate turns into longing, and an unwanted marriage becomes the most dangerous thing of all-love. Because some unions are mistakes... until they aren't.

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.

Ishq Aatish 53๕์- ❝ Some fires are meant to destroy, others to consume. But the most dangerous ones? They burn without ever turning to ash. ❞ ❛ His fingers traced the line of her throat, slow and deliberate, a touch both possessive and devastating. Her breath hitched as his thumb dragged across her bottom lip, a silent command that sent fire curling through her veins. His eyes-dark, unreadable-pinned her in place, a storm of desire and dominance swirling within them. ❝ You think you can resist me? ❞ His voice was molten, dangerous. She did. She had to. But the heat between them was suffocating, inescapable-an inferno waiting to consume them both. ❜ Ishq Aatish is a tale of ruthless passion, power, and a love that burns beyond redemption. When Solana Raza is thrust into a forced union with Tahaam Pal, the most feared and untouchable man in Lahore, she swears to remain nothing more than a name on a paper. But Tahaam is not a man who accepts limits. And Solana? She is fire itself-wild, untamed, and too dangerous to be owned. What begins as resentment turns into an intoxicating obsession, an all-consuming war of dominance and surrender. But in a world where power is built on secrets and betrayals, love is the most dangerous weakness of all. Will their fire turn to ash, or will it burn everything in its wake? A story of passion, deception, power, and the thin, perilous line between love and destruction.