✦ Dark Romance | Forced Marriage | Obsession ✦ The first time she came to my house, she was five years old. She held my sister's hand, walked past me, and didn't even notice I existed. But I noticed her. Every laugh. Every careless smile. Every stupid ribbon in her hair. I lost a cricket match that day because I couldn't stop adoring her. A year later, she called me *bhaiya.* Everyone thought it was cute. I didn't eat for two days. She forgot about it the next morning. I didn't. To her, I was always just her best friend's older brother. To me, she was the only thing in the world that ever made sense. Years later, I married her. Yes, she hates me for it. But hatred is still a kind of attention. And I've waited my entire life for her attention. Sakshi Malhotra was never meant to belong to anyone else. She just hasn't realized it yet.

_____________________________________ ✨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. THIS STORY IS WRITTEN WITH THE HELP OF "AI",BUT STORY LINE IS MY OWN. Please read whole story.male lead have a really good character development This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!

A single wrong digit changed everything when Alexie Volkov sent a text message to one of his most trusted men. He never expected a reply from a stranger, especially from an innocent girl who had no idea who he was or what he did. Charlotte Hayes thinks the mystery texter is just some overly dramatic guy with a dark sense of humor, and soon their accidental conversation turns into a nightly ritual shared in the safety of anonymity.

He held up his hands, trying to sound casual, but the sight stopped her cold-blood smeared across his fingers, dark and fresh. "Relax, it's nothing," he said smoothly, his voice trying to soothe, but her heart pounded in stark disbelief. Her eyes widened, fixed on the crimson stains, a silent scream caught in her throat. Horror dripped from every glance. "Nothing? You killed him," she whispered, voice barely steady, trembling with a mixture of fear and accusation. "You're a murderer." He scoffed, a cold shadow flickering in his unreadable eyes. "Don't insult me wifey. I'm above that." The weight of his words pressed down like a guillotine as she steadied herself, voice sharp with defiance. "I'll tell everyone. I won't marry you." A slow, cruel smile curved his lips as he leaned in, his breath ghosting against her ear like a deadly promise. "Will you? Go ahead-tell everyone. I'll destroy everything you hold dear, just like your telling would destroy mine. We'll go down together." He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper. "And as for not marrying me... oh wifey , you don't get to choose. You'll be mine-whether it's in a wedding dress, or buried in a legend". He wasn't supposed to pull her in-didn't even understand why he was drawn to her. She wasn't the most beautiful, but something beneath the surface called to him. A ruthless heir haunted by betrayal, he never let strangers close... yet he craved to keep her. ☆☆☆☆

An arranged marriage, a cold CEO, and one very flustered newlywed wife. Nandini never expected to go from her quiet home life to living in a luxurious mansion with her husband's 40-member loud and chaotic family. And definitely not married to Siddharth Roy-the most untouchable, unreadable, and unfairly hot business tycoon in the country. She's shy, sarcastic, and soft. He's cold, composed, and annoyingly irresistible. But sparks start flying faster than oil in a hot pan when she flicks flour at him one night during dinner prep-and he doesn't back away. He leans in.

"main rumika ko apne Ghar ki Bahu banana chahti hun (I want to make rumika the daughter in law of my house)" Shivani aunty asked mom while holding her hand. "Even if you force me for this marriage , remember that I will never give her the love of a husband" I replied angrily to my parents. " You know what ,that you trust outsiders more than your own people, that's why everyone leaves you hurting" she replied while crying. "I hate you with my whole heart Rumika Shah. If you had never met my family, i would never have had to take the oath to live my entire life with you " he held my arms tightly closer to him and said with deep red eyes. "Y-yugant p-please give me D-Divorce. You don't deserve me. Log kya sochenge ki s-sooryavanshi khandan ki Bahu ne u-unka naam kh-kharab kar diya (what will people think that the daughter in law of the Sooryavanshi family has ruined their name)." She said while breaking down, crying on my chest holding my shirt. "Please rumi don't leave me, i swear I will make everything right. Now you are my responsibility, I will never hurt you" I said while holding her dupatta stopping her from going. Arrogant CEO x Sweet girl. Dark past with a bright future. She was in love but he was forced to marry her. She fell first but he fell harder...

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( 𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 #1 ) Rehaan Singh Rajvansh, a 27 year old Greek God is a well known businessman as well the CEO of Rajvansh and Co. He hates when someone doesn't listens to him or ignores his instructions. The king of Rajasthan who has a deadly background. No one dares to mess with him. He is a living devil of the dark world. The mention of his name is enough to scare the people of the underground world. But he is totally different with the people of Rajasthan. For them he is the type of king everyone prays for. He is their boon from God. Roohi Rathore, a 22 year old fashion designer who just completed graduation from a well known university. She has her own dreams and her will. She hates when someone forces their decision on her. She is a living example of Pooh bani Parvati in Rajasthan. Sword fighting, karate and handling goons are her major extra curricularities. She herself is a devil dressed like angel. " 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒐𝒑 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆? " " 𝑼𝒏𝒃𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒕 " " तुम वापस आओगे ना? " " मैं जरूर आऊंगा मेरी जान " What will happen when these two people are compiled in a marriage? Will they fall in love ? Would they have to fight any dangers to be together ? Published : 1.08.2023