"You... you are my destiny... my curse... my end..." Dev's smile was cold victory. He leaned close, whispering against her ear, his breath a cruel caress. "That's it, doll. That's the truth. You're branded now. Your screams, your blood, your words - mine. Forever." The leather slipped from his hand. Arohi collapsed, trembling violently. Her back was torn, raw with lashes, She fell, her knees unable to hold her weight. Dev caught her before she hit the ground. His arms wrapped around her- not gentle, but possessive, claiming. He looked down at the broken girl in his hold, her lashes still glistening with tears. Her lips parted, her voice a shredded whisper. "No more... please... I can't..."

"You married me forcibly but you will never be able to get my love." She said this while shouting at him. He held her wrist and pulled her towards himself, putting his hand on her waist and looking straight into her eyes, and said "It was my desire to get you so that I could break your pride, you are the wife of Shaurya Singhania. The same Shaurya Singhania whose name itself sends shivers down the spine. I am here to save you from the world but no one will come here to save you from me." On one side is Shaurya Singhania who is a billionaire and a mafia leader who has no heart in his chest, and on the other side is Helari, a simple girl belonging to a middle class family. How will these two come together? How will their fates tie the knot and how will this relationship that started with stubbornness and hatred reach the end of love? This is a complete dark romance 18+, so if you don't like fighting or dark romance or any mature content then don't read this story at all.

Tara was innocence wrapped in dangerous temptation. She had voluptuous curves, doe-like eyes, and a heart too pure for the filth of his thoughts. She was his sister-in-law's younger sister, a line he should never cross but Samarth didn't believe in lines. From the first time he saw her, something inside him snapped. It wasn't love...it was hunger. A hunger that grew into obsession and obsession into possession. He watched her. Studied her. Imagined her in every sinful way he could ruin her innocence until she'd only ever belong to him. Tara had no idea the devil was already in her life, and no idea that the man she thought was family was plotting to claim her in the most wicked ways. Samarth didn't care if it was wrong. Didn't care if she resisted. Because once he touched her, there would be no escape. She was his sweetest sin... and he would take her. Again. And again. And again.

(#2 of 'Thakur Brother's' series) "Who bring you here?" He questioned in deep husky voice, I shivered again unknowingly, my tears falling down like a river. His gaze dipping into my soul, I couldn't hold his intense gaze and lowered my lashes. "Did you can't hear?" He said, in little bit loud voice, I tightly shut my eyes squeezing them, I want to tell him everything. How I bought up here, what happened with me but I can't able to utter a single word thinking about there threats. I hide my face pressing on my thighs, I placed my right hand on my mouth to control myself for crying out infront of him. "Can you tell me everything?" I slowly lifted my head just a bit, slightly opening my tearing lashes to looked at him, his expression were completely blank and expressionless. I pressed my lips and try to gather some courage to atleast speak a word, I opened my trembling lips. "I-I don't know-w, who-o are they," Somehow I managed to say trying to control my outburst, his eyebrows thinned in a line. I'm trying to control myself but when I saw his expression getting changed, I pressed my body backward, seeing him taking steps towards me. "Did someone make you unconscious," He questioned in most deep and dangerous voice I ever heard before, I gulped nervously. I bit my lower lips I couldn't help my tears were not stopping from flowing from my eyes, being confused and afraid. I keep looking at him, tightly clutching on the fabric over my chest, he eyebrows thinned in line. "I ask you something, did you hear me?" He said gritting his teeth, I tightly pressed my thighs on my chest looking at his scary face expression. He clutched his jaw, I feel I will die just feeling his intense glare on my face, I bit my inner cheeks harshly. "REMOVE YOUR SAREE," My life shattered into tiny fragments, just like a broken mirror. Do I ever have a peaceful life? Copyright ©️ 2024 Warning : The story contains mature content

She is a simple girl, living a simple life but that changed the moment she met him, who is a tough man with too much aggressiveness. He's a man of perfection and a destroyed childhood past. He lives for pleasure and isn't afraid to get what he wants. When Jiyana and Junaid cross paths will Junaid melt his heart out to her or force his ideals on her...Will he ever be able to love and accept Jiyana? Can Jiyana change him into a better, softer man and unite him with his family? Preview: His hands grabbed my body again with one hand on my waist and the other pulling my hair "Because you fucking drive me crazy and I want to make hot, passionate love to you. I want to see you cum for me, I want you moaning my name. Be mine tonight, baby...and I'll never disrespect you again!!" My senses moved out of place for a minute...I don't know for which part, the one where he deeply desires me or he just wants a fuck deal. "Are you insane? I don't see how I can gain your respect by losing my respect!!" He takes my hand in his and walks me to the bed, pulling me down next to him. "Jiyana...you better give in or else I'll torture you so badly...!!!!" "If you only hurt me, Junaid, I'll kill you!!!" "And if you give yourself to me, I'll show you heaven. I may seem like a cold, heartless motherfucker but one thing I'll never do is hurt you. Do you know, two new things happened in my life today. No woman has ever gotten me so angry," His takes my hand and places it on his crotch. "...and no woman has ever...ever got me this hard! For so long!! With her clothes in the way." My hand felt so small on his bulge even though it was still covered. I had touched a man for the first time so intimately. He placed another kiss on my neck. My temptation of palming him puts me in a dangerous situation. He nibbles my neck and I get lost...giving in to my temptation....

Ira Verma never imagined her new job would land her inside the cold, echoing walls of the Rathore estate-a mansion guarded by silence, secrets, and the brooding presence of the man she's been hired to care for. Devraj Singh Rathore, heir to one of the most powerful families in India, is feared by many and understood by none. Bound to a wheelchair after a brutal attack, he shows no emotion, no warmth... and certainly no interest in the woman tending to him. At least, that's what Ira believes. What she doesn't know is that behind his still gaze lies a storm-dark, obsessive, and dangerously fixated on her. He watches when she's not looking, collects pieces of her she never gave, and burns with jealousy every time his younger brother dares to flirt with her. But Ira has a life outside this mansion. A fiancé her family chose. A future she thought she wanted. Devraj is done pretending. And when obsession begins to crack through restraint, Ira must face a chilling truth: You can only run so far... when the one who craves you is already inside your world.

For two years now, Zaira has lived under their roof. Not as a burden, not out of obligation. But as family. Her parents trust them, they adore her. She comes from another city to Mumbai for her education, welcomed with warmth, care, and affection into a wealthy household that treats her like their own. All except him. Aarvik Singhania barely speaks to her, barely acknowledges her presence. And when his eyes do find her, they are cold with something that looks dangerously close to anger. She is afraid of him, he rarely speak except it's important and that is what scare most people...his silence, the way he watches without looking and the way the room feels heavier when he's near. What Zaira doesn't know is that his detest is a lie.

She endured his cruelty, bore his wrath, and survived a world built on pain. He destroyed her life, yet could not live without her. A dark, heartbreaking saga of obsession, torment, and a love forged in suffering. "Maybe she may find happiness in nxt life"

She's a doctor. He's a Minister. The world calls him powerful. Ruthless. Untouchable. But eight years ago... he was just a boy who kissed her. One night. One secret. One goodbye. Now destiny drags them back together. What happens when love, power, and obsession collide? Will she choose pride... or surrender to the man who never forgot her?

Arjun Sarkar. ​He is the Superintendent of Police, but the badge is just a license for his brutality. Known as the "Monster of Mumbai," Arjun is a man of jagged edges and explosive rage. He doesn't love-he possesses. He doesn't protect-he claims. ​When the sharks of the city try to circle his angel, the beast comes out to play. In a world of power and politics, Arjun Sarkar is the apex predator, and he will burn the entire city to the ground before he lets a single hand touch what is his. ​He is her savior. He is her cage. He is her darkest obsession.