"I am not a saint. I am a sin who will devour you, worship every inch of you until you forget where pain ends and pleasure begin." Her jaw clenched. A humorless chuckle escaped her lips. "I am your biggest mistake, Mr. Yugarth Singh Rathore." His laugh was a shard of glass in the darkness. He leaned in, a promise of violence in his eyes. "Careful. My mistakes don't get second chances. They get buried." Her jaw tightened, a last, futile show of strength. "Don't try to touch me. Stay away." His smirk was a wolf's, baring teeth. "You're saying this when I am already burning deep inside you, jaan? "Your body is my sanctuary," he murmured, voice a low rumble that vibrated through her veins, dark as the abyss they danced on the edge of. "The only thing I ever worship is you. I am devoted to every inch of you." "I don't worship gods," he murmured. "I worship the ruin I chose... and that ruin is you."

"The Hacker and the Mob Boss" ❦ Reyna Fields seems to be an ordinary girl with her thick-framed glasses, baggy clothes, hair always up in a ponytail, and her head tucked away behind a computer screen. However, no one knows she's armed with a genius IQ and a heart of gold. She hacks her way into virtual systems on a search for her mother. Unfortunately for her, she has hacked into the wrong database. She hacked into the database of the notorious mob boss, Santino "Saint" Venturi. Saint is the opposite of his name. He's known for his ruthlessness. As a mob boss to a mafia, he learned to eat or be eaten. When Reyna stumbles upon his database, a plan dispersed into his mind. He's going to take her. ❦ "I don't share, angel." "He's a friend," she found herself saying. Dante was too busy staring at her to notice the fiery glare in Saint's eyes. She was mentally praying that Dante would just look away. His fingers trailed up her leg before his hand latched onto her sex. He held her there while a small gasp left her lips. "I will fuck you on this table if he doesn't stop looking at what belongs to me." ❦ READ BOOK 2 -> The Kingmaker HIGHEST RANKING: #5 romance - 6/26/22 Dark Romance Cover by @-simplyhann

Phycopath Killer X Psychiatrist 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆𖹭⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ She studies broken minds. He owns the ones that break the world. Amaira Rai Mehra Sweet, caffeine-fueled, a little clumsy, and a little too sharp for her own good. In her way to become psychiatrist, who believes every mind has a story... even the darkest ones. Ariv Rico Santaro Italian, tattooed, ruthless. A New York syndicate king who doesn't stop for anyone, except the girl who accidentally walked into his chaos. She was supposed to diagnose him. He decided to stay. Doctor and patient. Bunny and her madman. A love story where therapy sessions are dangerous, rules are blurred, and obsession feels a lot like fate. Some minds are meant to be healed. Some were meant to collide. MATURE CONTENT - EROTICA - ROMCOM NOVEL

She was a girl who believed in happy endings. He was the man who wrote his stories in blood. Aarohi Sharma's world was small-college events, late-night laughter, and dreams of a love story straight out of a fairytale. But one wrong turn down a silent road at 1 a.m. tore her innocence apart. She saw something she shouldn't have-a man executing betrayal under the moonlight. A man with eyes cold enough to stop her heartbeat. A man whose name the underworld whispered with fear-Aaryan Vardhan. The city called him The Devil in a Suit. Powerful. Merciless. Untouchable. And now, he wanted her. Aarohi's earring became his obsession, her trembling voice his new addiction. In his world of guns and lies, she was chaos disguised as purity. In her world of dreams, he was the monster that haunted the dark. But when fate binds a sinner and an innocent, love doesn't bloom-it burns. Between bullets and broken promises, Aarohi will learn that sometimes the devil doesn't come to destroy you... He comes to claim you. --- "She saw death in his eyes, but he saw life in hers."

Nishkarsh Malhotra a person who didn't believe in love and just thought that a girl is just for a night and nothing more than that "I just want you to be my wife for 6 Months and nothing more than that ,it was just one night I don't love you , I can't love a girl like you" Aavya , a mute girl who couldn't help but suffer in pain because of her stepfather she just Didn't know that the outside world was dark and considered that all men are good except for her father . tortured and isolated from the world,she was covered with bodyguard to make sure she can't make friends. In this isolation she found love in the man who just mistook her as a stripper and hoped he would help her. will he ever help her or just leave her in her situation after that one night .

She walks through life quietly, carrying the weight of her world alone. With no parents by her side, she keeps her pain hidden behind a gentle smile. Life has been harsh, yet she keeps moving forward, finding little sparks of happiness even in the darkest moments. Alone, yet unbroken; silent, yet strong. But will anyone ever notice the storms behind her eyes? Can someone reach the girl who has learned to face the world on her own? ◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇ He is rich, guarded, and fiercely independent. Betrayal has made him distant from love, and he keeps people at arm's length. His anger is sharp, his walls are high, but beneath the cold exterior lies someone who feels everything deeply and silently. Untouchable, yet not unfeeling. But who will dare to break through his walls? Can anyone make him trust love again? What will happen when they are forced into a marriage? Will their hearts find love, or will they remain worlds apart? Can two souls, so different and or will fate keep them apart forever? "Can hearts so guarded ever beat as one?" #1 brokenfemalelead

💍 Strangers by Vows She didn't know his name until it was printed on her wedding card. He didn't see her face until she walked toward him in bridal red. Arohi Malhotra, the shy daughter of a lawyer and a doctor, had always kept her world small - a safe distance from curious eyes, guarding a past that no one was allowed to touch. Harshvardhan Singh Rathore, CEO of a global luxury empire, was known for his cold precision, ruthless deals, and a gaze that could make even the boldest people falter. To his family, he was protective and loyal. To the world, he was untouchable. When their families tie them together in a marriage neither asked for, they meet for the first time on their wedding night - two strangers bound by vows, yet worlds apart in every way. But in a relationship built on silence and secrets, how long before the distance between them begins to burn... or break them?

ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɪ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴄʀᴏᴡɴ sᴇʀɪᴇs #ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ, ʜᴇ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜɪs ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ. She wasn't meant to cross his path yet she stumbled straight into his world of shadows. He wasn't meant to keep her yet he bound her with vows she never chose. She believed in love while he believed in power and ego. But every time her innocence collided with his darkness, something inside him shifted : a hunger, a madness, a pull he couldn't name. She was supposed to be a pawn but She became his obsession. And in a world where love tastes like sin and devotion feels like war, she will either be the reason he redeems himself or the excuse he uses to burn it all down. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ If you're looking for butterflies, walk away but if you're ready to bleed with every page, then your welcome in this black world. The MMC may make you scream " He needs therapy, he's mentally unstable " { Chapters may be re-edited after completion }

⚠️ 18+ | Trigger Warning: Abuse, Violence, Dark Romance, Mental Trauma, Non-consensual Themes. Read at your own risk. This story is not for the soft-hearted. --- She thought her demons died with her past. She was wrong. They were just waiting at the altar. --- Inaaya was just another forgotten girl with a haunted past - until he arrived. Not her savior. Not her lover. A mafia heir with blood on his hands and marriage in his father's mind. He didn't ask her to marry him. He didn't beg. He just said one line: "You're mine now - body, name, and silence." From that moment, she was no longer free. Now, she's locked in a world of cold threats and colder touches, where secrets burn deeper than bruises, and kisses taste like punishment. Her trauma was never over. It was just the warm-up. --- Because Zeher was the pain that raised her. Amrit is the poison she'll become. And love? Love doesn't live in this story. Obsession does. --- 🔥 If you're looking for butterflies, skip this one. But if you're ready for bruised hearts, twisted vows, and a girl who learns to set fire instead of crying - Welcome to ZEHERAMRIT. --- 🖤 #DarkRomance #18PlusOnly #MafiaMarriage #BrokenButDangerous #TraumaLoveObsession #WattpadIndiaOriginal #HerSilenceHisObsession#darkromance #mafiaromance #arrangedmarriage #obsessivelove #traumarecovery #possessivehero #damagedheroine #forbiddenfeelings #desistories #indiangirl #intenseconnection #healingthroughpain #brokenbutbeautiful #twistedromance #emotionalrollercoaster #hurtcomfort #darkpast #romanticthriller #triggerwarnings #wattpadindia #trendingromance #toxiclove #dangerouslove #zeheramrit #chaotichearts

"She married a man born of bullets and betrayal. And he claimed a bride who bleeds innocence like sin." Shanaya Gupta was the kind of girl men prayed for but devils hunted. Too sweet for the world she was forced into, too soft for the bed of a man who only knew how to ruin. Ishaan Singhania doesn't love. He possesses. And when he ripped her from the altar of a man unworthy of her skin, he didn't ask-he took. A forced wedding. A blood-stained sindoor. Now she sleeps beside the devil himself, unaware she married the reason the world burns. She's terrified of the dark. But he is the dark. And he doesn't care if she trembles when he touches her... as long as she never stops looking at him like he isn't a monster. But monsters get greedy. And when the sweetness he meant to destroy starts healing the hollow inside him, he begins to crave her. Protect her. Own her. Even if it means burning down everything-including her. She was supposed to be his weakness. Instead, she became his favorite sin. But when secrets bleed and scars resurfaces, when innocence meets obsession- what happens when the monster doesn't want to let his sunshine go? Enemies in a wedding bed. strangers tangles in fate. and a love so dark, it devours them both. A brutal, filthy, and painfully intimate descent into love, obsession, and the kind of darkness that doesn't ask for permission-it devours. This isn't a love story. This is a war. And she's both the prize and the battlefield.