_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split.

♡Zavian x Nuzhita♡ She was his baby cousin-spoiled, reckless, the exact opposite of him. He was the serious one, the protector, the one who had to keep her in line. But every scolding, every moment of keeping her safe... made him realize something he shouldn't feel. Protecting her wasn't enough anymore-he was falling for her, and hard. ♡Ihaan x Ahanshika ♡ They grew up together, cousins and best friends, sharing secrets, laughter, and a bond no one else could touch. But somewhere along the way, friendship turned into something forbidden, something neither of them could ignore. The girl who had always been by his side became the one he couldn't imagine life without.

A cousin marriage Adaa Mallik Life is all good until she knows that she is already bounded by him Zayn Mallik He control his desires and his actions for her childish nature But he loses his mind when she refused to accept him Dark Romance story

Previously known as 'The Devil's Last Sin' Their union was written in the stars, but their fate was sealed at the altar. Once just a mere, tiny star in his sky, she became the moon that illuminated his cursed soul. She was never meant to be his bride, but fate bound her to the devil she despised. He thought she was just another sin...until she became the one he would gladly burn for, his last sin that turned into salvation.

Do don't open the novel, if you are not comfortable. It conatins, high explit sceans.bdsm and erotic chapters. MFM TWO DANGEORUS DEVILS. ONE INNOCENT GIRL. TRAPPED IN BETWEEN DREAM AND REALITY. That night - she was in his bed, blindfolded again. She felt his tongue on her breast. His hand between her legs. She moaned softly, "Veer..." But then - she felt another hand. Cooler. Pressing to her throat. Two hands. One gripping her thighs. One stroking her hair. > "Say you belong to me," a voice whispered at her ear. But it didn't sound like Veer. She gasped, yanked the blindfold off- Only one man was there. Just Veer. Smirking. Watching her. No one else. "You're seeing ghosts, sweetheart," he murmured. "But ghosts don't lick the way I do." ---

It's a Dark story. The famous Rockstar and one commoner. He is belongs to the Royal family aka Rajgharana. And one is just a servant in his Palace. The story is about there relationship and his possesiveness for her. Royal secrets hunts this Palace, A story of love,secrets and pasts-Filled with the twist and turns around every corner. One-sided love story of a Prince. Triggered Warning - Mature Content 🔞 Most Impressive Ranking 1.#wattyawards2025 Rank #1[10 Sept 2025] 2. #Royalfamily Rank 5th out of 13.1k 3. #creator Rank 4th out of 2.13k Starts Writing:- 2017~

Years ago, they were bound by a mistake called marriage. Too young to understand love, too proud to stay. They walked away , carrying the scars, the silence, and a story left unfinished. Now, after years apart, Arjun and Avantika stand on opposite ends of success , independent, unstoppable, and untouched by the past... or so they believe. But fate is never done playing its game. One unexpected meeting and all the walls they built begin to tremble. This time, there are no childish promises. No anger. No blame. Just two broken souls, learning to love the right way , the adult way , with patience, depth, and the kind of longing that never really dies. Maybe this is what destiny always meant .... not the love they lost, but the one they were meant to grow into. A story of second chances, healing hearts, and a love reborn in its most mature form. "They were too young to love right. Now fate gives them one last chance."

Raaz-e-Ishq 💍 Two hearts. One secret. A ring meant for a deal, a spark that wasn't supposed to happen, and a trip that changed everything. She's chaos wrapped in emerald eyes, fearless yet hiding her own little vulnerabilities. He's a pilot with a past he can't escape, charming, daring, and dangerously protective. When fate drags them back together for their families' arranged union, the lines between duty, desire, and secrets blur. Can they keep their secret... or will the truth of their hearts finally set them free?

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[ Countryside Girl X Billionaire Architect ] Welcome to the story of Naksh Singhania and Roop Bagchi. He ruled his world with dominance, yet beneath that steel lay a heart that guarded fiercely, that loved with intensity. She carried innocence in her eyes, silence in her voice, yet a strength in her soul waiting to rise. Where he was the storm, she became the calm. Where she was the light, he became the shield. And together, they weren't just surviving, they were rewriting what it meant to be a bride, a protector, and a sovereign soul.