"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.

~ A L L E S A N D R O B L A C K W E L L ~ The silken torment of her hair, the phantom ghost of her scent, the lethal curve of her lips-I am haunted by the softness of her skin and the melody of a voice that could summon devils. She possesses a mouth as sharp as a blade, a tongue that cuts deep, but it is those eyes... those endless, abyssal black orbs that stare back at me, daring me to break. Her confidence is a collar around my throat, tightening until the air turns thin. It brings me to my knees, a king desperate to kneel, trembling with the need to surrender my very soul at her altar. She is whiskey in a porcelain teacup fragile, deceptive, and burning with a fire that threatens to consume me whole. And I am the addict, parched and trembling, dying for a single taste of that ruin, desperate to drain the cup. She was never merely a part of my world. She is the axis on which my world turns. She is my world. ~ K A L Y A N I D E S H M U K H ~ He was the midnight rain cold, relentless, and washing over everything in his path. He was the exquisite kind of ache, a beautiful sorrow that offered a terrifying, silent peace. A pain that felt like salvation. But I was an intruder in his gilded empire. He was carved from the finest marble of luxury, born into a world of opulence where I had no place to stand. He was the King seated upon a throne of shadows, and I was merely his lawyer nothing more, nothing less. He was the storm that owned the night, and I was the moon that had no choice but to wane, to vanish, and finally, to leave.

'𝙄𝙨𝙝𝙦 𝙟𝙪𝙣𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙟𝙖𝙗 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙚, 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙦 𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙚' After crossing the first phase of love, they now stand at the edge of a new journey-one that will test their hearts and devotion in ways they never imagined. "Like the moon awaits the sun after a long night, her heart held onto his light through every shadow and silence."

𝐁𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐥 ..𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐳 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 "𝑯𝒖𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒕 " " 𝒊 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒉!𝒕𝒔 ..𝒊 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 ..𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒈𝒐𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒔"

I am ready to sacrifice my life for you because I love you... ............... I'll take my revenge by sacrificing your life....

When Krish had gone to Manali for a honeymoon with his wife, Liya, he came face to face with his lover, Aradhika, who had disappeared a year ago by leaving a simple letter to him. He was shaken from the ground when he saw her with a three-month-old baby. Now, what will he do further in his twisted life? Witness the romantic love journey of God Vishnu and Goddess Lakshmi in their incarnation of Krish and Aradhika during Kaliyug, as they were reborn to break the chain of curse they had got from pious lady, Vrinda, that they would be separated in their all birth. Published on 07/07/2020

She is tied in the knot with someone who does not love her. He is tied with someone who is not his love. Let's see whether love bloom or not

this is the story of famous businessman who's secretly a mafhia also and a sweet girl, both have a high anger issues. Let's see how will they fall in love with each other ❤

Unaware of the truth of her marriage, Vividha feels trapped in her loveless relation with Ved but still hopes for improvement. Meanwhile, Ved finds hards to let go Vividha when the time comes.