Some nights feel safe. Others don't. A street alive with music and movement hides whispers, shadows, and unspoken desire. Obsessions ignite. Hearts collide. Alliances shift. Every step draws closer to danger. One fearless figure moves through the night, unaware of the watchers. Love, jealousy, and control blur the line between safety and peril. Safety has a shadow.

Midhuna was just an ordinary girl - innocent, shy, and loved by everyone around her. Her world revolved around her small family, her best friend Krishna, and her quiet dreams of a peaceful life. But one night changed everything. When a police raid exposes a drug scandal at a student party, Midhuna's name is dragged into a nightmare she never created. The man behind the operation - the one with power, uniform, and fury - is none other than Karan Singhania, a senior officer feared across the city. Cold, commanding, and haunted by his own demons, he sees Midhuna not as a victim... but as his "little bird," his possession. What begins as punishment turns into obsession. What begins as control turns into torment. And what begins as fear soon tangles into something she cannot understand - a dangerous bond that defies reason. Trapped in his web of authority and madness, Midhuna must find her strength before her identity - and sanity - are completely consumed. Every night brings new threats, new rules, and new pain. Every sunrise brings her closer to breaking... or to fighting back. In a world where love and cruelty wear the same face, "Little Bird" is a dark psychological romance about obsession, power, and survival - a story where innocence meets the monsters in human skin, and one girl learns that freedom sometimes comes only after fire.

I love you Rom, I love so much, you have become a part of me, without you I'm nothing.... nor I can think myself without you" I said so slowly but his smirk grew more, he stepped towards me, standing just right infront of me, I had to look up in his eyes, my heart was pounding He put his right hand on my left cheek.. cupping my half face and his other hand was on his pocket.. I melt on his touch closing my eyes.. he is what I need after coming back from that clinic.. he is my solace, he's the one who can keep me sane, keep me alive, my left hand automatically clutch his wrist which was on my face but his next words made me open my eyes as I frown "Wish I could say the same, love" He removed his hand and step back, putting it on his other pocket as he stood in his pride "What are you saying, Rom?" I couldn't breathe, my heart feels very heavy He chuckled and said "You think I love you? No, darling.. how can you think that"

I never believed in marriage. Not after growing up watching it tear my family apart. Wanting someone was easy. Loving someone was dangerous. But promising forever? That felt impossible. And then came Dean Ashford. He never asked for much; just me, just us, just a future he swore he'd protect with everything he had. And when he asked for that future-when he held out a ring with hands that were shaking-I did the one thing I never wanted to do. I walked away. He broke. I broke. And the next morning, when I finally found the courage to choose him-really choose him-I had no idea he'd spent the night destroying everything we ever were. I had no idea what I was walking into. I had no idea what he'd done. I thought the worst thing I'd ever feel was the fear of losing him. I was wrong. Because nothing prepares you for the moment the person you love looks at you with eyes full of secrets... Nothing prepares you for the truth that the one night you walked away was the one night he didn't. And now I have to decide if the love I built my world around can survive the one mistake that broke both of us.

Enzio was a Hunter for the Body. He'd taken an oath to do his job, no matter what he had to do. Just how far was he willing to go? The biggest fear he had was if his wife, Moxie, would be there when he revealed just how far he had gone.

Everyone's story begins with love and mine begins with pain. An excruciating pain. While kids of my age study and have fun in college, I am forced to sleep with someone, that too for money. I am only twenty one year old girl whose fate gives every day a new opportunity to humiliate her. People just look at me with dirty and pitying eyes. Will happiness ever come for me? Will I also be able to live my life freely?. NO..NEVER..

He squeezed her cheeks together, he asked, "What will you get by going away from me?" His hand got tighter as he was pinning her to the wall with the help of his other hand securing her waist. He whispered, "Lavina.... What will you get?... why so prideful? hu?" Her eyes only showed pain, he knew all of it. But did he caused all of it? No he didn't? Zavier grabbed her face tighter, her painful words showed how much damage he was causing, his hands soften, he cannot take her pain. She whispered, "LEAVE!!!... I don't want to see you..." His eyebrows furrowed, he got this after searching for her like mad dog. He lost her, and when he got her again, she just rejected him like he was a dog. She screamed, "I hate you!!!!... Leave me the f*ck alone!!!" It damaged his pride, hurt his love. He pressed a cloth on her face, her eyes got wide on his sudden action. He whispered, "Now... Lavina Morris.... You are going to be mine.... pay for what you did to me...." She tried to fight back, but he had captured her well in his arms, he whispered embracing her and she fell into sleep, "I will take everything that belongs to me." She fainted in his arms, still trying to fight, but his arms captured her tighter so she won't slip away from him, from his love from the fate he decided for them. Her cheek landed in his chest, his arms engulfed her tighter as he whispered, "Love you... forever...."

I warned him, "What you think you are doing!!!" He lighted the match stick and threw it on the table, my feet went back as the table caught on fire. he looked at me as he said, "Looks like... Miss Valentine.... there won't be a dinner tonight...." He ordered, "Let ...Me.... Escort.. You ...To... Your ...Room....I will call your date and cancel it for you.... So, will you walk or I should carry you in my arms?" is he jealous? obsession? I slapped him. I pointed my finger on his face as I said, "With whom you are talking!!!... I am Valerie Valentine!!!! You are a person you carried my bag, follows my every order!!!!... You are mere Bodyguard, Alan!!!" (Note: Ares Alan Morris is his full name I warned him, "I had enough! I want you gone right now! They will find a better replacement!" he said grabbing my face, "I dare you... Try to go away from me... Try to make me leave.... We had deal I can leave here only on my will.... right?...Be true to your words, Valee.." "Alan!!!" his mouth touched corner of my lips He whispered, "Don't tell me you don't feel the same, if you don't then... then I will give you space...." I warned, "My dad will kill you!!!" He asked, "And you will let me get killed, sweetheart..." he chuckled deeply "i don't think so..." He lifted my chin, he whispered, "I will move away if you want but forget the date. I can't let that happen, not with that loser..." His lips brushed against mine, he whispered to himself, "Damn... I can't get enough of this girl..." His phone rang, he smirked picking the call, his eyes were glued on me. "yes... Yes, Sir.... I dropped her home...." He said further, "Don't worry, Your niece is all safe and sound." the call ended. He was looking at me like he will devour me at the same time. I asked, "How dare you!!!... How dare you treat me like a girl you toss every other day!!! " He whispered, "I am treating like you are my women..."

Ana thought her life was perfect-picture-perfect, the kind every girl secretly wished for. A loving family. A stable job. Peace... safety... freedom. But perfection has a habit of cracking-especially when a demon is waiting in the shadows. Watching. Wanting. Claiming. Waiting for the moment he could take back what he believed was his... what he never stopped wanting. "Did you really think you could disappear?" His voice slithers through the dark, hungry, familiar. "You vanished. But my obsession? It didn't die. It grew-deeper, darker, hungrier." ANA (heart racing, stepping back): "You're insane. This isn't love-this is possession!" He smiles. Slow. Cold. Certain. "Call it whatever makes you sleep at night. But your soul? It's been sewn to mine long before your first breath." And suddenly the past-buried, burned, forgotten-begins to claw its way out. The truth is cruel. Unforgiving. Inevitable. She was never free. Just... living on borrowed time. Now she has a choice- Run from him. Fight him. Or fall into the arms of the very monster she's been hiding from. Because once Ana uncovers the truth- the lies, the blood, the twisted bond that burn him. Or love him. Or destroy them both. ⚠️ Smut Alert 📢 This story drips with obsession, dark romance, explicit scenes, sinful tension, and themes suited only for mature (18+) readers. If that's not your vibe, feel free to skip. If it is... welcome to the wicked side. 🔥💋

She thought she had escaped. A new country, a new name, a child she swore to protect - yet every heartbeat still carried his shadow. He was never gone. He let her believe in freedom, let her build her fragile world, only to shatter it when he returned - broken, scarred, but more dangerous than ever. Because his ruin is only another cage, and she and her child have always belonged inside it. She built a new life. He built a new cage. ---