​"I gave you three years to breathe, Hiba. Three years to grow into the woman I saw that night in the kitchen. Now, the time for breathing is over. Now, you belong to me." ​At fifteen, Hiba became an orphan. At fifteen, she was forced into a Nikah with her eldest cousin, the cold and terrifying Arzan Shah. He was supposed to be her shield, but his touch felt like fire. After a night of dark desire, he fled to London, leaving her with a bruised neck and a shattered heart. ​Three years later, Hiba is eighteen, beautiful, and finally feels free. But Arzan has returned. He isn't the man who left; he's a predator coming back for his prize. And this time, he's not leaving without the Ruksati he wants hiba in his room, in his bed and under him. these story is not like my previous one it's dark Romance and for 18+ read at your own risk.

*"You can run from a man. But how do you run from someone who lives inside your mind?"* Alia Raina thought escaping Vihaan Shergill would save her. She was wrong. After fleeing from the dangerously obsessive man who claimed her as his *everything*, Alia hides in a small flat in Jaipur, seven months pregnant and terrified for her unborn child. But Vihaan is not a normal man. He is possessive. He is powerful. And his love is the kind that destroys. For Vihaan, Alia is not just someone he loves. She is his obsession. His life His home. After searching 127 days across India, he finally finds her again. And this time... he refuses to lose her. ⚠️ **WARNINGS** • Dark Romance • Obsessive/Possessive Male Lead • Psychological Manipulation • Toxic Relationship • Pregnancy Theme • Violence & Threats • Trauma & Emotional Abuse • Stalking • Mature Themes • Morally Grey Characters • Angst & Emotional Intensity ❗This story is purely fictional and intended for mature readers who enjoy dark psychological romance.

"Run away again and I'll etch my name into your hand with my blade." My blood ran cold. He fixed his composure in a matter of seconds. It was sickening how quickly he could change. "I'm sorry sweetheart, did I scare you." His question was out of sincere concern and it messed with my head. Did I like it? Did I hate it? "I'm..sorry..." My voice trembled and my legs were close to giving out, but he nuzzled against me in content and walked away. He could have punished me until I wished I was dead, just not this time. ------------------------------- Lilac Hernandez was the daughter to the leader of the Spanish mafia. She was unloved and only a tool for her father's cruel business deal. Her soft nature and stunning beauty was her charm. Alex Romano was the leader of the Italian mafia. He was cruel and dangerous, know for his lack of hesitation. He was known as the devil. There was no one who dares stand in his way, and those who tried, died trying. She caught his eye, and he took her home. Under his cruel watch, she learned to love him.

"You call me a monster... I'll show you exactly what that means."

Behind Closed Doors: The Diabolical Love | A dark Romance | 18+ Mia Moretti has always lived in the shadows of her family. Protected, sheltered, and silenced. At eighteen, she is sweetness wrapped in fragility, the only daughter in a world where her brothers' voices carry more weight than her own. But one fateful night changes everything. At a glittering gala meant to celebrate her brother's marriage, she catches the eye of Xavier Vitale-the most feared name in both the business empire and the mafia underworld. Twice her age, ruthless and untouchable, Xavier doesn't just notice her... he claims her. What begins as an obsession quickly turns into a prison. Forced into a marriage she never wanted, Mia finds herself trapped under Xavier's control. His rules, his rage, his love twisted into possession. She was raised to be gentle. He was born to destroy. And now, Mia must survive a man who doesn't know how to let go because Xavier Vitale will burn the world before he ever lets her escape.

Sunaina sits behind the bushes and can see all of them clearly Shivansh Jadeja, her husband. They all are trying to find her along with their dozen of bodyguards who are armed with guns. "Meri Jaan, Why do you always disobey me. Why couldn't you stay at home when I told you to stay put and wait for me in our room." Shivansh says while unbuttons few buttons of his shirt and his chest came into view. He then rolls his shirt to his elbow and says very loudly. "Look Jaan come out right now and I promise we can talk about this clearly and maybe I'll soften your punishment a little. Don't make me come get you. Because if I do-" A pause. A hard smile. "you won't like the version of me, that reaches you." She covers her mouth with her hands to not make any noise and tries to hold her hiccups as tears keep flowing down her cheeks. Then suddenly, she hears a step on branch near her and she panicks instantly as she realizes he's coming near her. She then carefully throws a rock in the opposite direction to distract him and buy off some time. And as she does so, she hurriedly dashes forward and soon she's tackled on the ground by none other her husband. He then grabs her arm and makes her stand and starts to walk forward to where everyone else is standing. "L-Leave me, leave me right now,I don't want to live with you anymore." Shivansh chuckled and then replied chillingly-"You don't seem to grasp the situation meri jaan . My patience is limited and trust me you don't wanna test it right now" " I-I-I'll d-divorce you"she sayd fearfully. Within a second, Shivansh captures her lips in a rough kiss and starts chewing her lips and draws blood, Sunaina tries to free herself but to no avail as her arms are captured in a tight grip by Shivansh. Suddenly he leaves her arms abruptly and she looses her balance and falls on the ground and looks up and sees a very angry Shivansh. "You can hate me all you want, but I won't let you leave me".

Zayn face was contorted into a twisted grin as he gripped my hair in a tight grip. With a cruel tug, he forced me to meet his cold, unyielding gaze. Tears streamed down my cheeks. "Vanessa darling," zayn sneered, his voice dripping with malice," you have a simple choice to make. Marry me willingly, or watch as those you love suffer in unspeakable fates. I have the power to ensure the safety of those you hold dear, but only if you comply. "Za-yn, please, I beg you. Please let me go. I pleas, and my sobs fell on deaf ears as Zayn's laughter, filled the room. "Looks like.... il mio bambino ( my babe ) needs to see what I can do. " Guards remove the curtains from the front of your queen. Now look in front of you ness. If you dare to look away, I will make the scene worse than it is. " He said with a smirk on his face. When curtains were removed in front of me. My eye balls came out of their sockets. My jaw dropped. Fear runs down my spine. My heart shattered into a million pieces as i saw my whole freaking family hanging on the wall with chains around their neck, ankles . My cousins, aunts, uncles, and my parents. They all were in front of me in unconscious and bad shape. Guards were around them, pointing their guns towards them. Za-yn ! I stuttered..... __________________________ Meet Vanessa Stevens,a young beautiful woman who lives in a small town in America. She's a florist and living her best life with her family members and her best friend. What will happen when she goes on a blind date on behalf of her best friend? What will happen when devil on earth sets his eyes on Vanessa? Meet Zayn DiCaprio Malik, a devil itself on earth. In the world, Zayn Malik is the feared mafia leader, striking terror along with his name .He can get whatever he wants in a blink of eye.His ruthless personality leaves no room for mercy. So what will happen when devil itself set his eyes on Vanessa? How he's going to make her his? If you want a detail description, read prologue.

"One more question, Angel. What are the chances of your wedding getting cancelled if I bent you over this table right now and fucked you until you couldn't remember his name?" The words were so obscene, so shocking, that for a moment, her brain simply couldn't process them. --------------------------------- He leaned in closer, his lips almost brushing her ear, his voice dropping to a whisper that was somehow more terrifying than if he'd been shouting. "Imagine how he'll react when I fuck you senselessly. When I bend you over and make you scream my name instead of his. When I ruin you so thoroughly that you forget what it felt like to be touched by anyone else. When I make you mine in every way possible until you can't remember ever belonging to him." ---------------------------------- "J-Jungkook," she moaned. "Shh. Little Angel, don't. Not just yet. Not until I claim you all mine. But before that, let me give you a little punishment for disobeying me," he said, and she was about to protest. --------------------------------- It is a captivating story of unexpected dark romance and the powerful bonds that can grow from the most unlikely beginnings. BE AWARE: Trigger warnings: MATURE CONTENT 18+ (SMUT) SWEARING VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE SELF HARM/SUICIDE (REFERENCES) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE REFERENCES TO RAPE SMOKING/ALCOHOL/DRUGS BLOOD/DEATH/GORE --------------------------------- #1🏅 Jeon #1 🏅Jungkook #3 🏅red ---------------------------------

(#1 POSSESSION SERIES ) "I wasn't asking to be worshipped. I just wanted to be loved... not owned." - Sarah Rizvi "I don't love you, Sarah. Love is too fragile. I own you-and I always will." - Rayyansh Singh Rathore Sarah Rizvi was like a butterfly-soft, delicate, full of silent love. And Rayyansh Singh Rathore? He was the cage. She loved him since childhood. Quietly. Purely. But he never gave her love. Only took her time, her body, her presence-while coldly claiming he felt nothing. Yet when she finally gathers the courage to leave, she discovers the truth: Rayyansh may never say he loves her... But he's obsessed. Addicted. And he'll burn the world before letting his butterfly fly free. Because she was never his to love. She was always his to possess. Dive into TOXIC POSSESSION-a haunting descent into a love that never healed, only claimed, consumed, and caged. Because some men don't fall in love. They conquer it.

He pinned me against the wall, his hand on my throat and his lips on my neck. 'Run,' he said. 'I'll just drag you back.' I should hate him. I'm terrified of him. So why does my body betray me every time he whispers my name? He warned me once: "This city protects me, not you." Now I believe him. When I went to the police to escape Aleksandr Markov's relentless obsession, my sister was framed and locked up. When I tried to run, he bought my workplace and became my boss. When I begged him to let me go, he whispered in my ear with his lips pressed to my neck: "You're mine, My little dove. Struggle all you want-I'll keep you until you stop fighting... or until you break." But the scariest part? The longer I'm trapped in his cage, the less I want to leave. A billionaire villain. A powerless heroine. A game of power, obsession, and desire where losing means surrendering everything-including your heart.