••• "Just because I haven't touched you as a husband should, that doesn't mean I won't," he said, his voice low and menacing. Her knees felt weak, and she didn't dare move from where she stood, his presence overwhelming her completely. She could barely speak, her voice coming out in a soft, stammering whisper. "It-it wasn't anything like that. I swear... I" ~~~ ••• 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥. To save her father's life, she made one vow: marry the coldest man in the city-and never fall in love. But monsters have hearts too. And his only beat for her. A Dark Forced Marriage Romance.

Wo meri deewangi hai... meri mohabbat, mera junoon hai. Usse paana meri zid hai, aur usse khona meri maut. 🔞

ANANYA : "I can't help but let my heart stumble for his mischievous yet innocent childlike smile." A young girl, hurt deeply by her own family, grows up to become a cold and heart broken woman. Her painful past makes her hard and unfeeling, driving her to pursue power with a heart that has long forgotten warmth. But what happens when she is forced to marry a man who is mentally a child? *********** RIHAAN : "Cinderella said that if you keep on believing, the dreams that you wish will come true." A 26 years old man child who is still unaware of the dark world around him. He is told by his mother that he will soon have a friend who will be with him as a partner. But for how long? Will she be able to give him the love and care he always wished? The heart that is devoid of any warmth, how will it handle the warmth of that childlike heart of his? Will this forced marriage bring any good in the life of the heart broken woman? Dive in to know their cute but troubled life!!

Silk saree. Diamond necklace. Red lips. A wealthy man's possession. A mistress. Her fingers slowly touched the fading bruise near her collarbone before quickly moving away, as though even she could not bear touching herself anymore. Outside the locked bedroom, laughter and music echoed through the mansion halls. Another party. Another night where powerful people would stare at her with curiosity, pity, or hidden mockery. "That's Abhinandan Varada's mistress" "She used to be a classical dancer, right?" "What a waste." The whispers never ended. Ahalya closed her eyes tightly. Once, people looked at her with admiration. Now they looked at her like sin A knock came at the door. "Madam,""Sir is calling you downstairs." Her stomach tightened instantly. Fear had become instinct now. Ahalya wiped her tears before they could fall and forced herself to stand. No matter how broken she felt... He would still call. And she would still go. Because Abhinandan Varada always got what he wanted. Always. She slowly walked through the grand corridors of the mansion that looked more like a golden cage than a home. Guards lowered their heads as she passed. No one met her eyes. No one dared. There Abhinandan sat lazily on the couch, glass of whiskey in one hand, looking powerful enough to own the entire world. And maybe he did. But the moment his eyes landed on her, something dangerous softened in his expression. "There you are, little doe." The endearment made her chest ache. A year ago, she had been a rising dancer with dreams in her eyes. Now she trembled hearing a man call her with affection. He opened one arm toward her casually. "Come here." Ahalya stood frozen. Every instinct inside her wanted to run. But there was nowhere left to run anymore. Because the cruelest thing about Abhinandan Varada was not his power. Not his anger. Not even the darkness inside him. It was the way he destroyed her life... And then loved her among the ruins.

The room felt smaller than it was. Or maybe-it was just him. Naina stumbled back as Shiv moved forward. Not fast. Not angry. Just... certain. Every step he took seemed to suck the oxygen out of the air. "Shiv... please," her voice shook. He didn't stop. He looked at her with the same detached focus he used for a police report. "Why do you keep pushing me to this, Naina?" he asked quietly. Her back hit the wall. Cold. Hard. No space left. "I didn't do anything..." she whispered. "You always say that," he replied. His voice was calm. Controlled. It was a thousand times worse than anger. She tried to bolt past him, but his hand caught her wrist. The grip was unyielding-a set of human shackles. "Don't," he said. The word was a final decree. Her heart pounded violently. "Let go..." His face came closer, his breath hot and terrifyingly intimate against her ear. "I don't want to hurt you..." he whispered. A pause. Her breath hitched. "...but you don't listen." Tears blurred her vision. Her body went still-not because she wanted to, but because she was paralyzed. And there was nowhere left to run. 🏅#1 in #policeofficer on 23/5/2026 🏅#1 in #husbandandwife on 25/5/2026

Ekansh Shekhawat, A CEO and reserved person was arranged to get married to Kiara Singh. Who was also his sister in law's sister. Started on - January 12, 2025. Completed in - May 24, 2025. Words count - 74,250 !It's my original work, and fully fictional!

In an instant she was slammed onto the locker and he held her shoulders tightly. She whimpered in pain. "Open your eyes" He spoke sternly. She knew to better not deny him so she opened her eyes slowly though even after opening her eyes she was met with darkness. "Please let me go"she begged helplessly He chuckled darkly. And leaned closer to whisper in her ear " You know I love watching you completely helpless like this. Under. My. Mercy" With that said his hand went down and he squeezed her ass making her cry more.she punched his chest but she was nothing compared to his well built energy. "Pl- her words were cut short when he slammed his lips on hers. ************* Full description in the chapter. Do read

The line separating darkness and light is very thin, no one knows when they will stumble upon the other side. The same thing happened to him long ago, an incident and he was dragged into the other side of the world, but instead of being devoured by the darkness, he swallowed it. Ruling over the demons of the society he was no less of a demon to them, a demon that fell in love with the fairy of light, Noor. Mahnoor, a cheerful young girl who suddenly finds herself imprisoned in a cage created by the most infamous man she knew, Moosa Khan. Who claimed to love her, but how can this fairy of light love back a demon? ________________________________ *Not edited, read on your own risk.* Cover by @AdibahRafhanah

"I'll never allow someone to touch what is mine, what is mine-is always mine!" shouted Mr. Angry Bird, of course the great Adonis Johnson! I was beyond shocked I heard a door lock sound which brought me back to my senses. I opened my mouth to say something; before I say anything this arrogant, idiotic, rude man of course Mr. Adonis Johnson captured my lips with his. After few minutes he broke the kiss, because I was out of oxygen, I gulped the air as much as possible while looking at him. After gulping enough of oxygen my breath became normal. He tried to say something. But I cut him by a hard slap...Yes I slapped him. I am not a whore or a slut or those girls who throw themselves at him. I can see his clenched jaw with angry eyes... but he deserves this, the slap. Who is he to kiss me? My boyfriend? My husband? Nahh never! I am never going to give him these positions in my life. As if he read my mind, he said with clenching jaw "get ready for this, next time you'll not able to slap me when I kiss you, we're going to get married soon Ana" what did he say? Did I hear wrong? My eyes widened at his statement, I am pretty sure my jaw must have touched the floor. He smirked at my reaction before leaving me in the room. One night changes everything in their life. What will happen when the obsessed celebrity, billionaire Adonis Johnson wants Ananya Williams to be is HIS forever? Will she accept him to take her all to himself? What will happen when she refuses or reject the billionaire's proposal? Will the Greek god, the man in every girls dream accept his defeat? Nahhh! After all he is Adonis; the great Adonis Johnson will never accept his defeat! He will get what he wants by HOOK or by CROOK.

𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟐 He is Insane for her. She is his sanity His love has no limit. Her love is devotion I never felt bad for my blindness. But.......................... Now I am regretting seeing this world.. She is looking like a goddess with her baby bump. SHE. IS. MINE "DON'T YOU DARE TO TOUCH ME" You are not him. This story is about blind girl Nayantara Sharma, who can't see but is full of life, kind, sweet and naughty But.......................... What happened when the dark and secret personality Rudraveer Singh Rajput entered her life? Rudraveer Singh Rajput is a name that strikes fear and respect in equal measure. He is both the Rajasthan King and a powerful mafia lord, known for his unmatched ruthlessness and intelligence. But.................................. Nayantara sharma, A blind girl, Her blindness never dampens her spirit; in fact, she radiates happiness and kindness in a way that baffles those around her. Where others might feel despair, she finds peace, embracing her life with a serene joy. She is content, never mourning what she lacks, and instead focusing on the beauty she can feel, hear, and experience in her own unique way. Love is devotion for her. Join their journey! :) Love at first side Obsessed lover Stalker Warning ⚠️- Mature content 🔞