"I didn't choose to love you. I just... can't exist without you." "I'll give you lots of money. Spend a night with me." "Never. I will never let you go." "I want you to marry me." She said no. He threatened her brother. He kissed her without permission. He made her bleed-and then cut his own arm to feel her pain. "I'm a monster. But you're mine." She wears his sindoor. His mangalsutra. His name. She never wanted any of it. "I hate you," she whispers. "I know," he says, weeping at her feet. "But I'll spend my whole life making you love me." "Don't you feel shame?" "I only feel you." A village girl with dreams of becoming a teacher. A ruthless heir who has never been told no. A marriage built on obsession, fear, and a love so dark it destroys everything it touches. He calls her his queen. She calls him her cage. "You can force me to marry you. You can force me to wear your sindoor. But you can never force me to love you." "Watch me, sweetheart. I have forever." VEER RATHORE doesn't love. He possesses. ANANYA doesn't surrender. One temple. One glance. One obsession that will burn the world. "If you take off that bangle,ready to see your brother loses his hands." "If you try to leave, I will find you." "If I can't have you... I will die. And my family will make sure yours dies with me." 💀 Dark Romance | Obsessive Hero | Forced Marriage | Possessive Love ⚠️ He's not the prince. He's the beast who burned the fairy tale. "You are my heart. And a man can't live without his heart." "I will never love you." "Then I will spend forever being worthy of you." "You're a monster." "I'm YOUR monster, sweetheart." "If one drop of his blood falls, I will paint your village with your family's blood." "He grabbed her so hard her bangles broke. She bled. So he cut his own arm to feel her pain." " Sweetheart, You Are Mine" dark Indian romance where love isn't given. It's taken. And once he's seen her face, he will never look away.

Ana goes on a week long camping trip with a group of friends for their fall break. Little does she know things are about to take a turn in ways she never imagined. ... He watched her, and now he wants her. He has no plans on letting her go. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Spotting a lamp, I grabbed its glass base, and slammed it against the table. It shattered the end. I raised it up towards him, the sharp ends glinting from the sunlight. He let out a breath before kicking the door shut behind him with a foot. His sharp gaze never left mine. "Stay away from me." I warned. He stalked towards me. "You will regret not heeding my warning." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ! This story is a dark romance, including themes such as murder, kidnapping, forced proximity, some non-consensual acts, etc. !

"Don't run. You run, I chase. And if I chase... you won't like what happens when I catch you." After the death of my parents, I was sent to live with a man I'd never met. A man everyone in town seemed to fear, but no one dared to name. To me, he was just a stranger, older, brooding and unbelievably rude. Strict rules, locked doors and curfews I couldn't break. I would do anything to escape that place, including uncovering every last one of his dark secrets to use against him. But soon I find that the only way to escape the man I've come to know as "*Alpha*" is to uncover the truth about my own family. A truth that can only be revealed by the one man I should never trust. Because in his house, I'm not a guest. I'm prey.

" You think I'm heartless," He spoke quietly. " If I'm heartless, then why does the thought of losing you feel worse than death ?" " Cherry ," He whispered . " My scars aren't thick enough to protect me when it comes to you." "Ira...." He breathed. " I've lost everything but I can't afford losing you..... You're my Archilles heel." What will happen when a firebrand social activist who refuses to bow down to power , meets a powerful but morally grey leader who controls everything......

"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.

"The agreement has been altered," Caspian said, swirling his whiskey again. "You no longer attend the University of Jaipur. Your exams are irrelevant. And your... parents... are no longer expecting you for dinner. You will not be returning to India." Ishani's breath hitched. She scrambled backward until her spine hit the padded headboard of the bed. "Are you insane?" she gasped, her eyes wide with total disbelief. "You can't do that! You can't just put me on a plane and take me to another country while I'm sleeping! That's... that's kidnapping, Caspian! You are a scholar! You run a foundation!" Caspian let out a low, dark chuckle. The sound was rich, amused, and completely devoid of any remorse. He looked at her as if she were a tiny, adorable kitten hissing at a lion. Her anger didn't threaten him; it entertained him. "I am a King, Ishani," Caspian corrected softly, taking another sip of his drink. "And Kings do not kidnap. They claim what belongs to them. And last night, in the desert, you gave yourself to me. You are mine now. And what is mine stays by my side." "I slept with you!" Ishani yelled, her voice pitching up in sheer panic. "I didn't sign a contract to become your property! You can't just buy me and put me on a jet! Turn this plane around! Right now! Turn it around and take me back to my family!" Caspian sighed, a slow, exaggerated sound of mock disappointment. He uncrossed his legs and leaned forward, resting his forearms on his knees, holding the crystal glass loosely between his hands. "You are being dramatic, little bird," Caspian admonished gently, his tone incredibly patronizing. It was the exact tone an indulgent parent would use with a toddler throwing a tantrum in a toy store. "You are acting as if I am dragging you into a coal mine. Do you have any idea what I am offering you?" He gestured with his glass toward the luxurious cabin. "I am giving you the world," Caspian stated smoothly.

𝐓𝐕𝐋 ★ 𝐓𝐌𝐋 𝒵𝒶𝓎 ℒ𝓊𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓃 𝒱𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓁ℯ - ℐ𝓈𝒶𝒷ℯ𝓁𝓁𝒶 ℳ𝒾𝒶 ℳℴ𝓇𝒶𝓉𝓉𝒾 𝓘𝓼𝓪𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓪 𝓜𝓲𝓪 𝓜𝓸𝓽𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓲 was born into privilege, power, and silence. The daughter of one of Italy's most respected mafia bosses, she has always been caged, admired like a rare jewel, protected like a fragile treasure, and used as leverage in a world built on blood and loyalty. Her father's empire was her shield, and her mother's softness was her sanctuary. Until the night everything burned. Because when you cross the Vitale family, there is no mercy. 𝓩𝓪𝔂 𝓛𝓾𝓬𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝓥𝓲𝓽𝓪𝓵𝔀 is more than just a name whispered in fear. He is the eldest son of the Vitale dynasty-half Italian, half Russian, and entirely untouchable. Trained from birth to inherit an empire, Lucain was raised in a world where weakness is death and love is a weapon. Known as the Devil. his reputation is carved in violence. The streets bend to his will. Rivals fear his shadow. Allies bow at his feet. When betrayal sparks a brutal war between the 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗶𝘀 and the 𝗩𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗲𝘀 - Isabella becomes his prize. His pawn. His possession. But to Lucain, she is not just leverage. She is tempting. She is the only softness in his world of steel. And once his eyes fall on her, obsession takes root like poison in his veins. He doesn't just want Isabella Moretti. He will claim her. Own her. Break her. And in a world where loyalty means survival, and love means destruction, Isabella must decide: fight the monster who stole her... or fall to the man who might destroy her heart. Because Lucain Vitale is not just the heir of a dynasty. He is the heir of darkness itself.

Amara never expected life to be kind to her. After losing both parents at a young age, she was forced to live with her cruel aunt, where she spent her days cleaning, cooking, and suffering like a servant in a house that never truly accepted her. Illiterate, innocent, and completely unfamiliar with the world outside poverty, Amara believed her life would never change. Until fate pushed her into the path of Damian Wolfe. A dangerously powerful mafia don feared across countries. A billionaire whose empire stretched across the world. A man politicians respected, criminals obeyed, and the police could never touch. Cold-hearted, ruthless, and untouchable, Damian Wolfe had everything, money, power, private jets, luxury mansions, and a deadly reputation. But he had one weakness. Her. What happens when an innocent girl from a broken home enters the dark world of the mafia king? Can love survive in a world filled with blood, danger, betrayal, and secrets? Or will darkness destroy them both?

In a world where love is often celebrated as a mutual bond of trust and understanding, there exists a darker side-an obsession so consuming that it disregards the very essence of love itself. Devraj, a man driven by an uncontrollable desire, has fixated on one woman: Indu. To him, she is the embodiment of everything he has ever wanted, and he is willing to go to any lengths to make her his, regardless of the cost to her happiness. Indu, once a spirited and independent young woman, finds herself trapped in a nightmare she never imagined. What began as a seemingly innocent courtship quickly devolved into a suffocating obsession. Devraj's love is not the tender, selfless affection she once dreamed of but a possessive, relentless force that leaves her with no escape. He is determined to marry her, to bind her to him forever, without a second thought for her feelings or desires. In a story where love is twisted into something unrecognizable, Indu must navigate the treacherous path laid before her, seeking a way out of a life she never chose. But with each passing day, the walls close in, and the choice between survival and surrender becomes increasingly blurred.

Aadhvik singh Chaudhary. The name itself carries his aura . His presence is Enough to send a shiver down people spine . The ruthless , respected, feared and loved politician. MLA of rohtak , haryana . A man who likes he came straight out of a bollywood movie. He got those genes . Hyeee ! Sara XX chromosome samaj fidda h unpe. 27 years old .6'2 feet tall , broad shoulders, tanned body , gym guy, rich generational wealthy , beard , black dark hair and those brown eyes. He is not someone cold , brooding guy who can't smile and can't love or heartbroken majnu He is a top desi haryanvi jaat . And his smile and smirk can kill people . Vaise to janab those distant rehte h ladkiyon s par unki " *madam ji*" k aage to vo bich jaaien . The extroverted guy with his people. He isn't some picture perfect guy he have anger issues and ego problems and is self obsessed but unki " *doctor sahiba* " kr dengi theek unhe. Now..... Priyanshi yadav . Mbbs student. Haryanvi girl from rewari , thought she doesn't have that accent and have seen her mom suffering whole life in a marriage which lacks love . Loves to read fictional romance but believes no one gets that in real life and if someone does then either it's fake or god takes it instantly. thinks that her fate is like Jethalal . Awesome ! She hated indian political system and politician and thinks they are the best liars and actors.