"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

"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

" She will kill me but you are a good obedient son. You wouldn't raise a question. You wouldn't take my side. You will let me die but you wouldn't say a single word to her. AKANSH I DON'T WANT TO DIE. " Her hand loses her grip from his collar as she takes her hand back. " I'll leave again. You can consider it running away or anything but I wouldn't stop. I'll leave. I will book my train tickets on my own and will not wait for a few minutes before leaving you. You got no right to stop me. " ______________________________ " Bhaiya this is soo hard . I should just stop. I can't even read properly. " Dakshita said to Raghav and Karishma. " I will teach you reading . " ______________________________ " You sure you want to leave our kids alone? They are kid they don't know good or bad. Dikshu they are too young to take care of themselves. " Akansh's voice softens. " Not my Daksh. And I didn't ask you for help or anything. " ______________________________ This story took place in rural area. Dakshita (sixteen years old) ties the knot of marriage with Akansh Agnihotri ( twenty three years old). GET INTO THE STORY OF DAKSHITA AND AKANSH.

"Vee..er" her moans echoing in the room. "Yes..baby you are gonna take it like a good girl you are..hmm." Two souls bounded by an arrange marriage. Their relationship is bounded by love and care what will happen when someone interfere in their marriage and tries to break it? ABHIR SINGH RATHORE. 28 years old, eldest son of Rathore family and CEO of Rathore Industries. Very arrogant, cold and rude business man but for his family he's the most kind and calm person. He knows what he do and that's why he's one of the top business man in India. Never took interest in any girl, what will happen when the particular sound of anklets will catch him off guard? ARIYA MALHOTRA A very kind yet bold girl. Psychologist by passion and loves to interact with people. Always wants to make everyone happy. But sometimes making everyone happy isn't enough and being kind can cause you problems. What will happen when she will be taken away from her family? Will Ariya be able to tell everyone about everything that happened to her? But what actually happened to her? "UPDATE ON ALTERNATE DAYS..NO UPDATE ON SUNDAYS"

Aarya Mehta A sunshine girl holding deep past.Hated by her family all her life still keeps a smile on her face and miseries in her heart. Hoping to find true love soon. lives in Jaipur and currently in last year of MBA. Abhimanyu Singh Rathore A cold hearted Billonaire. CEO of the Rathore Enterprise. Loves his family only. No one can hurt his family and friends. Number one businessman of the year and lives in Jaipur with his family. Hates the word marriage. Grumpy×sunshine Forced marriage FL past Strong ML

Shivashankar and Gowri's story "Oii ACP sir can we get married now???? " she asked him who is standing in front of her with amused expression "3 years back Lecturer madam rejected me now you are asking this " He replied her question by asking another question with a smirk "3 years back I didn't Rejected you .....it was you who preassumed and left before listening me fully " she said annoyed " Now I am okay for you? " he asked again "You are a tubelight I don't know who gave this post " " I don't have a family is that okay for you " " Directly say that i don't have to fight with my mother in law and sister in law daily " "I am in a dangerous profession, anything can happen to me at any time " "why don't you had this mahan idea 3 years ago......suddenly now you got the foresight according to your theory those who are in public sector should not get marry ah......then the defense personal will be bhramachari through out their life " " Seems like lecturer madam came here with a clear determination.............I don't have a family but you do right...." " Why are you for.....come and convince them " "What" " Don't get that much shock....its not that you loved me all years following me and begged me to love you...... " "You don't love me " join the love story of ACP Shivashankar and Gowri who is a professor

18+🔞 Bava x Mardal Professor x Student Perfection x clumsy This book is the sequel of "Thorn Dew - Forbidden Love." This book can be a standalone.....but for better understanding you can refer the "Thorn Dew - Forbidden Love." The story continues the journey of Rudra and Janu, exploring the delicate, magnetic pull between them before marriage, and the misunderstandings, tensions, and intimate moments that test their bond. Between stolen glances, unspoken words, and the weight of family expectations, love blossoms, falters, and rises again intensely, passionately, and unforgettably. A tale of hearts entwined, where desire, trust, and devotion are tested, and where the line between longing and belonging blurs beautifully. This book is strictly for 18+ anyone who are uncomfortable with this feel free to leave but don't report my book

"If two people fall in love and their parents meet and get them married, we call it a 'love-cum-arranged' marriage. Then why can't we call an arranged marriage-where the couple falls in love during the process and eventually gets married-an 'arranged-cum-love' marriage?" So here's the discription you're looking for 👀 "Aditya Narayan Iyer is a brilliant, yet intensely reserved medical professor At AIMS Chennai, whose strict demeanor and unwavering dedication to his craft, conceal a complex and deeply guarded heart." "Mahalakshmi swaminathan is a sweet and bubbly medical student, who's a total goofball with friends, but gets a little nervous around new people, and secretly dreams of breaking free from her family's expectations to forge her own path". What if this strict professor got arranged to marry his not so good ( as he believed ) student. Previously known as "The traditional match" Trops(⁠๑⁠˙⁠❥⁠˙⁠๑⁠) ✧ Age gap ✧ Arranged marriage ✧ Professor×Student ✧ Grumpy×Sunshine

Rudra..... it has a very powerful meaning to it and also the person who carries this name too. He is a ruthless and cold-hearted man. He deals with mafia from all over the world, just by sitting in a small village. He is very short-tempered at the age of 27. But, the intresting thing in him is that he is also a very good charitable person. He helps the people in their needs without getting noticed. Sindhu...... She is a clumsy girl. She likes to get attention but never seeks for it. She loves her Rudra bava alot. She lost her parents at an accident since, then Rudra's father took care of her and gave her a shelter. They all live together and this made her love Rudra more. She always do something or other to get attention of Rudra and only Rudra. She feels so insecure of herself and feels herself as a bad omen. She likes if someone praises her. She is 19. This story has a happy ending and so much of fun and comedy and a very little bit of sentiments...... Hope noone copies my work cause myself a disaster and if they stole my work then i need to imagine how much of a disaster they are.....

Ishita Verma never prayed for love. She prayed for escape. Aarav Rajput never believed in destiny. He believed in control. One impulsive moment inside a temple binds two strangers into a marriage neither of them planned, wanted, or understood. A secret husband. A hidden wife. A cold CEO and an introverted girl pretending to be strangers in public. This is not a love story that begins with romance. This is a marriage that learns how to survive before it learns how to feel. Note: Guys this story's plot struck me suddenly and I tried to make it as better as possible from my imagination. Guys please follow atleast till part 30 if you feel it is not what you thought it would be. I am a first time writer so I hope everyone will support me and help me grow ❤️