˙⋆✮ 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅. ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── "Bataiye, kon hai hum aapke?" she cried, broken. In two strides he reached her, grabbed her arm, and turned her around sharply, pulling her into his arms. His arms locked around her trembling body as if he'd never let her go. "Jaan ho tum meri," He whispered harshly against her hair, hugging her tighter as she wept into his chest. *************** Three fucking years since she left. And yet, it feels like yesterday. I didn't stop her. I watched her pack. Silent. Cold. Pretending like I didn't care. Like her walking out of the door wasn't tearing something apart inside me. Maybe I thought if I didn't beg, if I didn't plead, I'd come off stronger. But all I did was let the only woman I ever loved slip through my fingers. And every goddamn day since, I've been living with that choice.

❝𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝑶𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆.❞ In the blink of an eye, she became my obsession, a dazzling enchantress I couldn't resist. From that very moment, I swore to make her mine. Even if it meant faking my love for her, marrying her or locking our fates in a binding contract. ~Aaryavir Malhotra He entered into my life, and like a perfect artist, painted it with the colors of love and fiery passion I always craved. Little did I know, it was all smoke and mirrors. I was spellbound by him, while he purchased my heart through a contract. How did I think of his obsession as love? ~Roop Agnihotri What deal did Aary strike to claim Roop as his? What will unravel when Roop stumbles upon the contract's hidden truths? Will the truth shatter their bond or will they defy all odds to choose each other above everything else? Dive into the pages of the book to uncover the answers.

⚠️warning⚠️ this book contains mature content and abuse. This Is the first warning and will not be the last. Andrei Volkov is the head of the Russian Mafia. He's ruthless, dangerous, rich and has every woman on their knees begging for him to take them. He's never loved anyone, since his past has left him unable to do so. Skylar Jones; homeless and without any family. She's the kindest and the most selfless person you will ever meet even without money. One day, Skylar meets two men that work for the Russian Mafia. They offer her job that she has a tough time refusing even with the strings attached. What will poor innocent Skylar do when she meets the Andrei? Will she fall madly in love like the rest or simply think him as another man? WARNING: THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN TRIGGER STUFF TO SOME PEOPLE. IF YOU ARE EASILY UPSET BY THE THOUGHT OF RAPE OR ABUSE, DO NOT READ THIS BOOK.

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.

This is a story of two broken souls who were brought together by one's lust and other's fear. Sophia She was young, innocent, loving and pretty with big eyes that were the mirror of her soul. She was sinfully beautiful but broken. She was alone. She was trapped in the world of monsters. Then he came along. They say he is the worst of all. He is the ruthless monster you pray never to cross paths with. Will she be able to escape him or will he became her universe? Damon He was ruthless, he was aggressive, he was merciless. Everyone feared him and he is proud to be the king. He rules his world but he was broken. Then she came along. She was like a Crystal Doll. His Doll. Will he have her the way he wants and get over with his lust or will she became his life? "Let me go, please", he buried himself again in my neck and his hold became more tighter around my arms "shhhh.....breathe amore" I cringed at his nick name for me and he continued "you are mine and I am never letting you go, I will give you everything mio amore except your freedom from me". Top Rankings #1 Mafiaromance #1 Bleedinglove #1 Darklove #5 Mafiaromance #1 Mafia #1 Completed #1 darkromance

"Please," I whisper, my voice trembling as tears prick the corners of my eyes. "Please don't hurt me." The words barely escape my throat, fragile and desperate. He studies me for a moment, tilting his head slightly, almost as if he's amused by my plea. Then he scoffs, the sound sharp and mocking. "Why would I want to do that?" he murmurs, his voice smooth but carrying a dark undertone that chills me. He takes a step forward, and instinctively, I step back. "I've just found you..." He pauses, his gaze dragging over my face like a predator sizing up its prey. "And now you're mine." Aurora Evans leads a life of simplicity. Eat, work, sleep-her unchanging regimen is her sanctuary, and she has no intention of altering it. But what unfolds when a shadowy figure, lurking beyond her windows, takes an insidious interest in her? One glance at her in a café ensnares him, rendering him captivated, his singular ambition becoming clear: to claim her as his own. Aurora's attempts to escape his shadowy games are futile, especially in the cloak of night when he emerges, weaving his spell under the cover of darkness. He teases, entices, and pushes her perilously close to her breaking point. Her resolve is to distance herself as much as possible. Yet, fate has a cruel sense of irony. When she is abruptly dismissed from her previous job, she unwittingly lands a position working for him-as his assistant-entangling her in a web she can no longer evade. *A STALKER ROMANCE* #1 in "assistant" 12/23/24 #1 in "criminal" 3/8/25

"Estelle, I will kill any man who stands in my way of having you. I will kill one to one thousand men!" I snarled, fury consuming me as her frightened eyes widened. Tears now slipping down her perfect cheeks. She had to understand. I would do anything to ensure that she stay by my side. Anything. "I-I do not want that," she whimpered. Her body shook as she wiped at the flushed skin of her face. My arms instinctively going around her slight body. Pulling her into me. She shook softly as she cried. I would not treat her as a child, she is my wife, my Queen. She should know what I am capable of and why. "You are a monster Loche," she sobbed out as I brought her closer to me. Her weak attempts at fighting my embrace were futile. I held her tighter as sobs racked her body. "I am your monster, Estelle." ___________ A Dragon Prince trained to be King. A Fae Princess trained to be herself. The oldest tale, dark and light mixing together to become something beautiful or disastrous?

# Top 3 in india -(19,20,21/08/25) # Top 7 in india -(25,26/08/25) 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 Destiny is written by God, and only He can change it. She is a young woman-innocent, naive, and pure-hearted-who has known nothing but pain in the world. Her parents don't care for her; in fact, they despise her. Alone and abandoned, she struggles to survive in a world that seems determined to break her. He is the ruthless mafia king of India, feared by all and loyal only to his family. He doesn't believe in love... until she enters his life, and everything he thought he knew begins to change. read the whole book and enjoy .. english is not my first language so sorry for grammar mistakes 36 #bride - out of 2.19k stories #3-loveaffairs. #11-coldhearted #1-introvert #1-mbbs #5--brothers #2-lovestory(out of 396k)

This emotional drama follows Anika, a sweet-natured woman who marries Aadheer Rajput, a cold Mumbai billionaire dangerously obsessed with her. His love is a possessive madness; he controls her every move, isolates her from the world, and even threatens their future when she becomes pregnant. The story is a intense journey through his destructive jealousy, her trapped despair, and the difficult, painful path they must walk-through therapy, family intervention, and the transformative power of becoming parents-to somehow forge his terrifying obsession into a love that can truly be called happy. ✨ "Thank you for reading this description! 💖 If you enjoyed it, don't forget to check out the full story. Your support means a lot-thank you!" ✨

He didn't steal me. He claimed me. One moment, I was dancing with my best friends. The next, the lights died-and the Dominion came. When I woke, a broken crown was inked into my ankle. His mark. Damien Voss. The man in the expensive suit. The man who watched me in the club like he already owned me. Now he does. He says I'm not merchandise. I'm his. Not because he's merciful-because he wants to keep me. Break me. Remake me. And the worst part? Some dark, hungry part of me wants him to. When he touches me, I forget to be afraid. When he whispers that he sees the monster inside me, I can't deny it. When he promises to ruin me, I wonder how it will feel to finally belong to someone who refuses to let me go. This isn't love. This is obsession. And I don't know if I'll survive it... or if I even want to.