❝She was just a game to him...until he lost her forever ❞

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥 with emotional touch... ❝You are only mine to ruin and mine to fuck Doll.❞ Since childhood, her heart bloomed untouched-too pure to sense the poison in his veins. She was a fragile light; he, a sinner in shadows. With every cruel glance and twisted word, he drew her into his flames, aiming to ruin not just her body, but the soul he had already claimed. "D-Don't touch me..." she whispered, her voice trembling. Her warm brown eyes shimmered with dread, confusion, and grief as she pressed against the cold wall, nowhere left to run. He stepped closer, like a predator, his eyes gleaming darkness. "Don't?" he echoed with a cruel smile, brushing a finger across her cheek-soft, delicate...terrifying. "But you called me in your sleep, little doll. Whispered my name like a prayer. You belong to me more than your own name does." His fingers tangled in her hair, exposing her throat. Leaned in, his breath ghosted her ear as his next words tore into her soul. "You were made to be mine. My pain, my pleasure, my toy to ruin." "No-" she gasped, but he silenced her with a dark chuckle. "Shh. Don't speak unless I make you beg." Her knees buckled, but he caught her, his grip rough yet controlling. "Think I'm a monster?" he asked, his voice velvety and menacing. She nodded faintly, tears spilling, lips trembling. He smirked darkly, leaning in close enough for her to taste his madness. "Let me show you how monstrous I can be." His hand slid down her body, claiming her cruelly. Every touch burned like a brand, her tear-streaked face twisted in horror and surrender. "Tonight, little doll...you'll beg. You'll forget what freedom feels like." Just before her resistance shattered, he whispered against her lips: "You are not mine because I love you. You're mine because no one else is allowed to even dream of you." She was his Sin, He was her Sinner. And Sin had never tasted so bitterly beautiful.

"𝐖𝐄 𝐃𝐎 𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄".... 𝖫𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎... 𝗂𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 He saved her life. He held her when the world abandoned her. He was her savior. Her peace. But love like his... is a storm. It's beautiful. And it's poisonous. Every word he whispers feels like a prayer. Every gaze, a warning. Every touch, a claim. Aaradhya is trapped- in a house that smells like obsession, in a world where lies masquerade as devotion, in the arms of a man whose love has become madness. Eshaan doesn't just want her heart. He wants her mind. Her truth. He rewrites her memories. Twists her reality. Breaks her sanity- all in the name of love. In the darkness of his obsession, she must decide- to surrender to the only man who ever truly saw her... or escape before love destroys her entirely. - ⋆. 𐙚˚࿔ 𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐄𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐧 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

Book 1 of royal series ♠️ Nirisha sharma🧸 A sunshine who wants to be happy and a successful fashion designer Reyansh Singh Rathore ♟️ A cold ceo with broken past who have immense trust issues ________________________________________________________________ Lets see how these 2 grow their relationship despite of high challenges

"How does it feel to see your love holding a weapon?" Hurt. Betrayed. A failure. That's everything Rajveer felt in that moment. Staring into Vanya's eyes, all he could see was hate. Ten years of waiting- ten long years of pain and unanswered questions-had led him to this. And now, he stood face-to-face with her, a woman he once loved, who now seemed to be his enemy. "I have waited for ten years... a whole fucking ten years just for this moment. Now, I will not let this slip away. The person standing in front of me is nothing but a murderer. I don't care about love anymore. If someone stands in my way, I swear, I won't hesitate to split their neck-even if it's my own love." But Vanya had her own battles to fight. Betrayed by the one person she trusted the most, her heart had turned cold. In Rajveer, she saw nothing but rage and vengeance. The misunderstanding that tore them apart years ago had left wounds too deep to heal. "How could the person who once promised to protect me be the one ready to destroy me? You don't understand, Rajveer... you never did. And now, all I see in you is a stranger with a sword." Love and betrayal collide in a storm of misunderstandings and heartbreak. As their paths cross again, will the truth finally come to light, or will vengeance consume what little remains of their love? Rajveer x Vanya CEO x Doctor Grumpy x sunshine Forced marriage

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬. Saanvi Malhotra was a woman left in ruins. Stripped of love, trust, and the will to fight by the man who once vowed to protect her. Rudra Singhania didn't just betray her he shattered her. And yet, she survived. Not for herself, but for a promise. But when the truth surfaced, it didn't just rewrite their past, it dismantled the fragile distance between them, leaving nothing but wreckage and rage. Now, Rudra stands at the edge of the abyss he created, drowning in the weight of his sins. He had condemned her, turned her world into ashes, and now, he is back. Back in her life like a storm, ruthless and relentless. He will burn, bleed, and break if it means she will look at him again, not with hatred, but with something he has lost the right to claim. But she doesn't want him, she wants freedom. The harder he chases, the further she runs. But does it matter? No. She can fight, she can scream, she can hate, none of it will change the inevitable. Because Rudra Singhania doesn't love with tenderness. He loves like a storm. Fierce. Unrelenting. Destructive. But Saanvi is no damsel to surrender. She is fire and this time, if she must, she will burn him in her hatred. If he is willing to destroy the world for her then she will carve a path of ruin through him. They are no longer just enemies. They are two obsessions colliding one seeking redemption, the other vengeance. This isn't just a love story. This is madness woven into fate, redemption carved from ruin. And this time, the beast isn't the one cursed. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲. And there's only one way this ends With her in his arms Or at his mercy.

ᝰ.ᐟ𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐕𝐨𝐰^᪲᪲᪲ ❀𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭, 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞!❀ This is the story of two opposite human being 👀✨!! The promise they both want to fullfill from decades🤝🏻🫂!! Will the promise they made be fullfilled?🎀🤞🏻 ☾~𝐏𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚>>🌸 The only thing I love is my profession "CABIN CREW". the only thing I hate is "HIM"(the owner of my airline). ☆ He calls me "MISS PEXIE" and he knows I hate this name as much I hate him🔪! 𖤓~𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚>>🧿 The only thing I love is "MONEY" and "SUCCESS" and The only thing I hate is" HER"(a cabin crew of my airline). ☆She calls me "MR.RUDI SASSY" and she knows I hate this name as much I hate her🗡️! ࣪𓏲ּ ᥫ᭡ ₊ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֶ 𓂃 "If I promised that I would meet you, I will meet you no matter where in the world you are."-𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 ♡ "If I promised that I would meet you, I will meet you whether in death or in life."-𝐏𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 ♡ ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡ જ⁀➴ Here is "OUR NEW DUO"‧｡⋆🌻⋆｡‧˚...

High school romance possessiveness Adult themes Mature content Cute couple Opposite attracts

⋆𐔌𝐑𝐇𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐌𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ~ 𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤.ᐟ ₊ ꒱ For those who love, ❝she wanted to be someone's khawaish and not someone's need... unknown of the fact she was his everything❞ Kind of trope. ★ ────── · · ⋆.𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓶𝓪 -A simple middle-class girl, with a heart as pure as chasni and a tongue sharp as a scissor. She believed she had failed in everything she ever tried-whether it was friendship, being the perfect student, the ideal daughter, or winning the love of her crush. At just an 11th grader, she was already earning for her family by teaching younger kids. Balancing studies, responsibilities, and her own silent battles wasn't easy, yet she kept fighting. She was a - "Chahun mai ya na" girl. 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ───── 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝓞𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓲 ˙⋆. -Everyone saw him as nothing more than a rich, spoiled kid. But beneath those expensive jackets and that mask of a teasing smile, he carried scars he believed would never heal. What he craved wasn't wealth or admiration, but something far simpler - attention and love, feelings he had never truly known. He didn't long to be loved; he longed to feel loved. He was a - "tu jane na" boy. ⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣ ‧₊˚✧ She didn't buy her important biology notes cause she wanted to gift him something he can treasure forever on their last day. Unknown of how he didn't sleep for two months so that he can write all the notes for her, knowing how she never took things bought from someone else's money. "tumhe to sitare pasand nahi the..." she said teasingly, while sitting beside him. "tumse nahi mila tha kabhi" He replied staring in her eyes, hoping to see her smile she did.