Vanya Kashyap X Kavyansh Malhotra𓏧♡ I bowed my head and pressed a soft kiss to her feet. She froze. Her eyes widened... hurt, confusion, disbelief all fighting to surface at once. "Vanya..." I looked up at her, my own voice cracking. "I'm sorry." She blinked, a lone tear slipping down her cheek. "I know I forced you into this marriage," I said, the words tasting like poison on my tongue. "But I swear to God, I had no other choice left. None." Her lips parted... but no words came out. "I know you feel something for me," I continued softly. "I've seen it in your eyes... in the way you look at me when you think I'm not watching." She stiffened. "But something is holding you back. Something big." I swallowed hard. "And I'll find what it is. I'll tear through every wall between us... even if it takes my whole damn life." Her eyes filled again and spilled over. I placed her feet gently down, then held her hands in both of mine. "I promise you this, Vanya..." My voice shook, but I didn't hide it. "I will worship the floor you walk on. I will fight every demon that ever touched your life. I will fix every mistake I've made, every one." A sob slipped from her lips, silent but sharp. "Please," I whispered, forehead touching her knees. "Forgive me... or at least let me earn it." ──── 𐙚 ──── DIVE IN THE BEAUTIFUL STORY OF VANYA AND KAVYANSH TO KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN WITH THEM!!!!

this might come across as another attempt for romanticize abuse but have faith and read till the end Amal's pov: "please leave me" i pleaded to him but he just tightened his grip on my hand. "why?" he asked clenching his jaw staring at me and that was enough for me to get scared , he came closer to me and holding both my hands he pushed me towards him "i am asking you something, why should i not touch you?" i looked down trying to blink away my tears scared of the fact that if he sees me crying, i dont know what will he do. "just please i cant do this" I tried to explain my voice broken and shaky "I.Am.Asking" he paused and digged his finger deeper in my arms, "WHY!!!!??" he yelled i flinched and started shaking furiously "because its haram" i said and started sobbing he left my both hands and held my face in his hand squeezing my cheeks painfully, while I trembled in his arms, "are you really that Muslim who cares about haram and halal?" i felt like he slapped me, i looked at him shocked tears pooling out of my eyes, he took a deep breath trying to calm himself "i own you amal sweetheart but since you keep saying its haram, i am going to marry you and then i will see what excuse you have, now take rest darling you are going to be my bride today" with that he threw me on the bed and left and i just sobbed over my condition and started praying to allah to save me. Hi! i am neelam, This book is my first book and here's a sneak peak of the story if people want to read it I'll continue its just a peek if this gets some views I'll start writing amd uploading more and proper chapters

Anokhi...an 18 years old girl who possess the beauty of a nymph. She was living a happy life with her mother and stepfather but seems like someone has cast an evil eye on Anokhi's little happy family. She lost her everything just within a single day. Her mother, stepfather who loved her like his own child ,both of them were snatched away from the innocent Anokhi , leaving her alone in the clutcher of an evil ,Who is none other than her step uncle . Will Anokhi fight for her justice and rights or will be forever stuck in this nightmare? Disclaimer: This story contains rape scenes and few abuse scenes so if you're not comfortable reading it then please don't read , this is not a love story. Also English isn't my first language , so you may see lot of grammatical errors. Please ignore them . I hope you all will enjoy the story. Thank you!

She was on the run from the devil that was loved by all. The obsession of the country's biggest superstar that ruined the life of an ordinary girl. #1 in #superstar - 19/07/2023 BE WARNED - This book has abusive content and is not suitable for young audiences. Do not read if you are under 18

Professor Aryan Singh is a ruthless billionaire, a strict control-freak with a heart of ice. Behind his arrogant, dominating facade lies a dark, agonizing secret a trauma that makes him believe he is an utterly unworthy of love or a family. Kavya Sharma is a bright, innocent, and fiercely stubborn scholarship student whose only dream is to make her middle-class father proud. One stormy night at a secluded Trip . One malicious campus rumor. One forced marriage that changes their lives forever. To save her dignity, Aryan fills her hairline with sindoor, trapping them both in a cage of a loveless, secret marriage. He pushes her away, punishing her with his coldness, desperately trying to save her from his own broken reality. But Kavya is not the weak girl he thought she was. She fights his ego, challenges his rules, and slowly, unknowingly, starts melting the frozen walls of his heart. What happens when the cold professor falls madly, possessively in love with his innocent student? And the ultimate test-what happens when Kavya accidentally discovers the devastating secret Aryan has hidden for years? Will she walk away in disgust, or will she become the shield that heals his broken soul ?.. 🔥 Tropes: Age-Gap, Professor-Student, Forced Marriage, Billionaire Romance, "Touch-Her-And-You-Die" Energy, Extreme Possessiveness, Slow-Burn, Deep Emotional Healing. Dive into a story of tearing ego clashes, intense jealousy, and a love so deep it defies destiny itself. Student × Professor . . . . Mature content ❤️

He was her husband... But in his heart, there wasn't even a corner that belonged to Arunima. To the world, they looked like the perfect couple. Inside, they were falling apart-quietly, painfully. Arunima kept searching for a home in his arms... while Aastik drowned himself in the scent of another woman. But one night, Arunima's silence shook something deep inside him- forcing Aastik to face the truth of the marriage he had been running from. Can love return to a place it once abandoned? Or is this marriage nothing but a mask slowly breaking both of them? This is a story of hurt, longing, misunderstandings, and a love that refuses to die even after it breaks. If you love intense marriage drama, emotional betrayal, and slow-burn romance, this story is for you.

She was someone so pure that even the devil would want to protect her. And he was the devil... When his eyes landed on her, Their world changed. She never knew it was the last day of her freedom. He kidnapped her . Married her. Loved her. Worshipped her. And he would bend the world to have her . Content Warning: This story contains dark romance, obsession, and non-consensual situations, including forced marriage and physical dominance. It depicts intense emotional and psychological distress. Recommended for mature readers aged 18+ only. Reader discretion is advised.

"You didn't eat again," he said quietly. She didn't turn. Didn't even flinch. "Maira," he spoke again, softer this time, taking a step closer. "I brought dinner. Atleast have a few bites." Her voice came out barely above a whisper, low, trembling. "Why? So I can stay strong enough to keep pretending?" The words hit him hard, knocking the breath out of him. "You're not pretending," Hadi said quickly, defensively, though he wasn't sure who he was trying to convince, himself or her. She turned slowly, eyes red and hollow. "Aren't I?" she asked, voice trembling. "I sleep in this room like a stranger. Even though I'm your wife. I exist in your world, Hadi... but can I ever exist in your heart?" "Maira," he began, this was the first time she had openly claimed her title as his wife and he didn't know how to respond, but he said with his tone heavy, "you know everything. I... I married you because I..." "...felt guilty," she finished for him, her voice sharp, cutting through the air. "You hit me with your car. My life shattered. And you had to save me to get rid of your guilt." He froze. Words deserted him. Her eyes dropped to the floor, tears gathering along her lashes. "At least Lubna has your love. Your son has your name. Me? What do I have?" --- 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐀𝐥𝐢. 24. No identity beyond that. No one to call hers. No place she could truly belong. Except in one nikahnama... where her name sat beside his. 𝐋𝐮𝐛𝐧𝐚 𝐀𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐢. 28. A talented interior designer. Graceful, and passionate about her work. Hadi's first love, and the woman the world recognizes as his wife. 𝐇𝐚𝐝𝐢 𝐀𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐢. 30. Successful. Respected. A loving husband. A devoted father. A man who did the right thing, even when his heart wasn't in it, and married a woman out of guilt... not love.

After a tragic accident leaves Sana unable to have children, Rahim's family demands an heir. So he marries Nadia - 19, blind, and desperate for security. Now three people share one roof, one husband, and one deadly silence. Sana watches her husband become a different man in the next room. Nadia discovers a passion she never knew existed. Rahim drowns in guilt, lust, and the hope of finally becoming a father. Raw. Addictive. Forbidden. A heartbreaking Desi dark romance about love, loss, jealousy, and the price of bigamy. Mature 18+ | Explicit | Emotional Trauma | Second Wife | Polygamy ''Daily updates at 8:30 PM BDT''

Army officer X Village girl This story is about two individuals, Abhimanyu and Priti who are bound by their parents in an arranged marriage. Priti Singh, a shy and timid village girl gets married to the cold and arrogant Abhimanyu Singh. This story is about Priti's struggles and issues after marriage. He loves and respects his motherland He loves and respects his mother He loves and respects his sisters He loves and respects women But, why his thinking is different for his wife? Will he ever change? Abhimanyu Singh is 26 years old smart and attractive soldier. He is cold and dominant man, who hates indiscipline. He wanted a submissive wife who look after his parents and house. His parents live in a village with his sisters. He has 2 sisters, Radha and Seema. Preeti is sweet, beautiful, and shy 18-year-old girl. She grew up in a village and studied till the 8th grade. Her parents are looking for a groom for her