𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤1 𝐨𝐟 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 mature story 18+ 1960s Avantika- Aap bahut gande hain. Chhi! You are very naughtybad. Eww! Rajveer smirked. Rajveer- Achha, aur dekho toh kaun bol raha hai. Wahi, jo thodi der pehle mere neeche mujhse naa rukne ki bheekh maang rahi thi. Oh really? And look who's talking. The very one who was begging me not to stop a little while ago, beneath me. Avantika's eyes widened. She playfully slapped his chest. He grabbed it mid-air and brought her knuckles to kiss her palm. Avantika- Aap bahut bigaad rahe hain humein, Daroga ji. You are spoiling me terribly, Inspector (Daroga ji). Rajveer- Tumhein bigaadne aur sudhaarne, dono ka haq mera hai, Biwi. The right to spoil you and to improve you-both belong to me, my wife.

Where is bride mr. Mehra his father asked? There parents are looking down they don't have words to say to them that there daughter run away from her own marriage... Sorry Raghuvanshi sahab mai aapke hath judta ho mujhe maaf karde . Ab kuch nhi ho sakta shaadi toh aaj hi hoke rahegi badi beti nhi hai toh kya hua choti beti toh hai na aapki?..said his mother She is to young for this..... Papa mumma i can't please .....

"𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦" 𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙞𝙣 "𝙎𝙚𝙙𝙪𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙥 " (𝕯𝖆𝖗𝖐 𝕽𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊) ✧⁠◝A suspense thriller romance◜⁠✧ (Under major editing. Read it at your own risk) A tale of four families, trapped in threads of love, Obsession and blood. The secrets that should have been buried deep but have relived with new faces again. Four couples, four bloodlines writing a new dynasty with obsession and destruction. A haunted past that hover over them like an undeniable curse. A love so deep that it's both sin and salvation. Read to find out, what destiny had planned for them when the past curses the future, destroys and rebuild it again-just to bury it deep into the ground once again erasing it's trance.

She was so shocked that she could only say, "Devyansh? Shivali? This... this all???" Devyansh lowered his gaze and, holding the hand of the girl standing next to him, said, "We... we got married. Shivali and I love each other, and Shivali is going to be the mother of my child." Not only had her husband married someone else today, but he was also about to become a father. This meant... this meant he must have been deceiving her for an unknown amount of time, while she foolishly believed that her husband loved her. "What? What do you mean?", Trishvika asked, shocked. Devyansh said, "I didn't want to spend my entire life with a woman who couldn't even give me a child in two years." "And what about me? My life, my decisions?", Trishvika questioned. Devyansh, sitting comfortably on the sofa, said, "Divorce papers. Sign these divorce papers and leave, Ashvi!" Hearing this, whatever little emotions were left inside Trishvika died instantly, and all the second thoughts she had while signing the divorce papers vanished. Without any emotion, she signed the papers and threw them at Devyansh, saying, "I don't need your money or your name anymore. I'm leaving now, but I will come back, Devyansh Rana! To take revenge for the injustice done to me. I will come back to destroy you. Just wait for that day." And then, without looking at anyone, she walked towards the door.

To the world, Aarav Rathore was a monster wrapped in bespoke suits. To me... he was the cage I never wanted to escape. His large, calloused hand wrapped gently around my throat-not to hurt, but to own. The cold silver of my waist chain pressed into my bare stomach as he pinned me flush against the heavy mahogany of his study desk. "You think you can hide from me, Little Bird?" His voice was a lethal, gravelly whisper against my ear, sending a violent shiver of wet heat straight to my core. "You think you can wear things that beg to be ripped off, and I won't collect what belongs to me?" I gasped as his rough fingers hooked under the delicate lace of my panties, snapping the thin fabric effortlessly. "Aarav, please-" "Please what?" He bit down on the sensitive skin of my neck, swallowing my desperate whimper. His thick thigh forced my knees apart, leaving me completely, helplessly exposed to his burning, pitch-black gaze. "Tell me exactly what you want. Use your words, Priyanshi." My nails dug into his broad shoulders, my entire body trembling with a heavy, throbbing ache that only he could cure. I looked into the eyes of the devil I married, finally surrendering to his darkness. "Please," I sobbed, my hips arching eagerly into his touch. "Please, Daddy. Take it." A wicked, triumphant smirk touched his lips. "Good girl. Now, scream for me." · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · Priyanshi Verma prayed to Krishna for a fairytale love story. Instead, she was sold to the Devil in a bespoke suit. Aarav Rathore. Billionaire. Mafia king. A man who doesn't know how to love, only how to own. He married her to control her. She married him to save her family. He wants to break her innocence. She wants to escape his cage. But in the darkness of their bedroom, where hate turns into heat and resistance turns into moans, the lines blur. A story of a forced marriage, dark obsession, and a lust so violent it might just look like love.

India's Top #2 & #8 on Wattpad A dark, addictive forced-marriage romance that will stay with you long after the last chapter. "You should be grateful to carry my name now... Mrs. Aaradiya Abhijith Rana Doshi." Aaradiya Akkineni never imagined her life would shatter in a single night. One moment she's a girl with dreams and dignity... the next, she's dragged into a marriage signed in tears, fear, and fate. And the man waiting at the mandap? Abhijith Rana Doshi. CEO by reputation. Mafia king by reality. A man carved from stone-cold, unreadable, and terrifyingly powerful. To him, this marriage is just strategy. A power move. A cage he builds around her with his name. To her, it's a nightmare she can't escape. But when two broken worlds collide, hate has a way of cracking... Pain has a way of revealing truth... And enemies have a way of falling for the very person they swore to destroy. What begins as a toxic clash slowly turns into a burn-slow, dangerous, undeniable. Secrets. Scars. Softness he never wanted to feel. Strength she never knew she had. Can two damaged souls ruin each other... and still find love in the ashes? This isn't just a story. It's a storm. A wound. An obsession waiting to take over your heart. Scroll up and fall in.

It all started that one fateful day. He pinned me to the couch, revealing his true self. He wasn't the nerd everyone thought he was; he was the heir and the next President of his country. I should have heeded his warnings. Now, I'm held captive in an unknown land, trapped as his wife with no hope of escape. He claims he fell in love with me at first sight, but I know the truth. It's not love; it's his twisted obsession. _________________________________ "You label it obsession, I define it as love." _________________________________ ● Tropes ● Captive Romance Alpha Male Sadism/Masochism (S/M) Primal Play (Aka consensual non-consent) Redemption Arc

"𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲," he said softly."𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗹, 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿. 𝗜𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲?" Jeon Jungkook, a feared mafia heir, married the woman he once saved from human traffickers. She became his peace, his only weakness...but happiness never lasts in his world. When his father's mistress grows jealous and stabs his wife, Jungkook snaps. He doesn't look for justice...he creates it. Blood answers blood...and the man who loved quietly becomes the monster everyone warned them about. "𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗗 𝗗𝗘𝗕𝗧" || JJK 18+ Instagram-[@Meeraverse_] Wattpad-[@Miinsluvyn] DO NOT COPY/REPOST MY WORK!

What will happen when one silly dare to sit on your professor's lap turned into a steamy hook-up? 𝗠𝗶𝗻 𝗬/𝗻, a final year biology student, never thought a simple dare would turn her world upside down. Sitting on her professor 𝗝𝗲𝗼𝗻 𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸'𝘀 lap during a trip was supposed to be a joke, a dare given by her friends, but a drunken night made everything complicated. When an unexpected pregnancy comes between them, he's ready to take responsibility, but will her brother let them? 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳? "𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗦𝗶𝗻" || 𝗝𝗝𝗸 𝗜𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗺 𝗜'𝗱 - @meeraverse_ 𝗣𝗹𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗺 𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗵𝗶𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱 !

"𝐈'𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮." 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝. Jeon Jungkook. The new head of the Korean mafia with schizophrenia. They say his mind is broken. The voices in his head never stop screaming. His triggers are many. Enemies who breathe too loudly. Withdrawal that makes his hands shake. Women who exist too close. 𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐞. He watches me like I am a sin he is dying to commit. Like killing me would be mercy, and keeping me alive would be temptation. But now I don't know which truth terrifies me more. That he wants to keep me or that he is fighting the voices telling him to kill me. Because the longer I stay alive the more I realize He isn't the only monster in this marriage.