"Come with me, Hazel. Just once, give me a chance. I promise everything will be okay," he had whispered, his voice a low, urgent plea. But Hazel, even in her weakened state, had surprised him. Her response, a breathless, whispered "no," had been a stark rejection of his offer, a painful reminder of the depth of her distrust. His eyes had hardened, a flicker of his old self returning, but he quickly suppressed it. He knew she wasn't to blame. He had shattered her trust, and it was his responsibility to rebuild it, brick by painful brick. But for now, he had to resort to his second option, a more drastic measure, one that he had hoped to avoid. He reached into his pocket, his fingers closing around the cold, metallic cylinder of a syringe. He removed the cap, the sharp glint of the needle a chilling reflection of his desperate resolve. He filled it with a clear liquid, a potent sedative, his gaze fixed on Hazel, who was nervously fidgeting with her fingers, oblivious to the impending betrayal. Without a moment' s hesitation, he had pulled her into a tight embrace, her body stiffening in his arms. And then, with a swift, decisive movement, he had plunged the needle into her shoulder, emptying the contents of the syringe into her bloodstream. He felt her body go limp in his arms, her head lolling back, a silent surrender to the powerful sedative. He placed a soft, almost tender kiss on her forehead, a strange mixture of remorse and grim determination etched on his face. Then, he picked her up, cradling her in his arms, and walked out of the apartment, leaving behind the quiet sanctuary that had briefly offered Hazel a fragile hope. The door closed behind him, a silent testament to the chilling efficiency of his calculated deception.

**New Story** 🖤 Tropes ❤️ Mafia Queen × Innocent Boy 🖤 Female Obsession 💔 Forced Marriage 🥀 He Hates Her • She Loves Him 🩸 When He Finally Loves Her... She Already Hates Him 😭 Angst & Heartbreak 🔥 Slow Burn ⚔️ Betrayal ✨ "Too Late" Romance

One minute, you're a caffeine-addicted accountant dying at your desk-the next, you're a "wrinkled bean" in the arms of a literal nightmare. When Han Seol-ah reincarnates as Princess Lyra, she finds herself in the Rozar Empire, ruled by her new father, Emperor Alaric-a man known as the "Demon of the North" who considers her a "defective" disappointment because she isn't a warrior son. In a world where the wrong cry could lead to a dungeon, Lyra realizes her new life is a high-stakes survival game. Armed with 24 years of modern wit and the power of "extreme cuteness," Lyra begins a mission to tame the most feared man on the continent. From stopping national executions with a well-timed nap to accidentally solving debt crises with 21st-century bookkeeping, she slowly turns a cold fortress into a home. But as her unique "Sunlight Magic" awakens, Lyra discovers she wasn't just reborn by chance. She is the only one who can break a centuries-old curse of loneliness. Can a former office worker handle an overprotective tyrant dad, a melancholy prince, and a kingdom that now runs on fried chicken? The Demon has been conquered. The office worker is finally home. Let the "Royal Siesta" begin.

Sakuya Itsumi, a 26 year old, Japanese secretary to the CEO of a major company has a Dull Life! She works tirelessly at her job but gets almost not free time or breaks! Itsumi feels she is living the dullest life imaginable, until one day. A criminal running from the police sneaks into her office building on a late work night and accidentally shoots her, instantaneous death. This lead her to be reincarnated as the oldest duke's daughter, Collette Josephine Blanche, a villainess in a otome game and this time she will not live a dull life!

BOOK 2 OF LOVE SERIES 𝓢𝓪𝓪𝓻𝓲 𝓭𝓾𝓷𝓲𝔂𝓪 𝓼𝓮 𝓳𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓴𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓲 𝓪𝓪𝔂𝓲 𝓱𝓾 𝓲𝓭𝓱𝓪𝓻... 𝓣𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓰𝓮 𝓱𝓲 𝓶𝓪𝓲 𝓱𝓪𝓪𝓻𝓲... 𝓴𝓲𝔂𝓪 𝓽𝓾𝓷𝓮 𝓴𝔂𝓪 𝓪𝓼𝓪𝓻... BOOK BLURB Advait Singh Rathore. At twenty-four, he is everything the world respects- disciplined, brilliant... untouchable. A RAW Agent who doesn't just solve cases- he plays with them. He smiles easily. Laughs like nothing ever touched him. Sunshine in human form. But chaos? It lives in his bones. Because behind that charm... is a man who knows exactly when to strike- and how to burn everything down. Hiding a dreadful past, all he ever wanted- was peace. ❥ Niharika Pratap Rajput. Princess of Udaipur. Thirty-two. Elegance wrapped in authority... terror wrapped in silk. To the world, a businesswoman. To the underworld- The Black Mask. Ruthless. Calculated. Untouchable. Love? "𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓪 𝓶𝔂𝓽𝓱." Power is her truth. Control is her language. Until... him. She doesn't fall in love. She fixates. She claims. She owns. And she wants Advait Singh Rathore. But he refuses. "𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓷'𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓮." For the first time- something slips out of her control. And that becomes obsession. Where she is silence-he is calm before destruction. She breaks people-he dismantles them with a smile. She is danger wrapped in obsession. He is pain disguised as chaos. And somewhere between resistance and ruin... something shifts. "𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮..." "𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓹 𝓶𝓮.." For the first time, The Black Mask risks everything- her empire, her power, her control- for a man who wants nothing to do with her world. But love like this was never meant to survive. Because when obsession starts to feel like love... it doesn't heal- it cons

𝐷𝑖𝑠𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑟- ↳ 𝑇𝒉𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝒉𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑐 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝒉 𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑛 𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡...𝑛𝑒𝑖𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑚 𝑎 𝑟𝑎𝑗𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑖, 𝑑𝑜 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑚𝑒. 𝐼 𝒉𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑡 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑐𝒉 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑓𝑖𝑡𝑠, 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠..10𝑡𝒉 𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑦 𝑛𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑠. 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑡𝒉𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔𝒉 𝑚𝑦 𝑗𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑦. 𝐻𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜.... ↳ A story of love, royalty, betrayal, deception and unconditional devotion. Two worlds, two lives. Collided over a mistake. A mistake that could change lives. A fragile princess, who was taught love was forever. A feeling that is pure, serene, innocent. as in Krishna's love for the radha And.... An assassin, who believed, love is nothing but an hormone. A fragile illusion. 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑒-25 𝑚𝑎𝑦 2026

"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.

⊹₊⋆ɴᴀ ᴄʜᴇᴅᴅᴏ ʜᴜᴍᴇ⊹₊⋆ ⊹₊⋆ʜᴜᴍ ꜱᴀᴛᴀʏᴇ ʜᴜʏᴇ ʜᴀɪ⊹₊⋆ ⊹₊⋆"ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ᴘᴏʟɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ? ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ."⊹₊⋆ ˚⊱🪷⊰˚ She was the peace he never knew he needed; he was the fire she never knew only she could calm. He entered her life to claim what he believed was his-and she let him, as if she had always belonged to him. She lived in quiet, controlled chaos, while a single decision of his could end a life-or save one. She thought he was too old; he thought she was too young. But when their worlds collided, age, logic, and reason ceased to exist-there was only them. She hated him for marrying her. He loved her for awakening emotions he never knew he had. She despised him, despised politics, yet he alone could make her knees weaken. And even though he loved her with devotion, his obsession could drive him to ruin her in the darkest ways. They were never meant to want someone like each other-yet what they shared burned hot enough to force their souls to kneel and beg each other to stay. MATURE CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.

Ayaansh has everything on the outside-looks, intelligence, and a wealthy surname. But behind the closed doors of his grand mansion lies a truth darker than night. While his parents are helpless, his uncle and aunt make his life a living hell, chaining him in the name of duty and family honor. Enter Kavya-fierce, kind, and unexpectedly protective. She sees through his forced smiles and silences, slowly pulling him out of the shadows he's trapped in. What begins as a bond of comfort and trust, soon grows into something deeper... something they both can't explain. But their love isn't ordinary. When secrets from the past start unraveling, they discover their souls are bound not just by fate-but by centuries. Ayaansh and Kavya are not meeting for the first time... they are reuniting. A hundred years ago, their love was torn apart. History was cruel. A betrayal, a war, a sacrifice-what happened back then that echoes into their present? This time, will love conquer destiny? Or will it be another tragic ending written in the stars? ? (Some dialogues are in hindi also)

𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐭 𝐃𝐞 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚 25 years old, a billionaire and Mafia Don. Everyone fears, admires and respects him. 𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐬 20 years old and works in a bakery. Despite having a bad past, she is a really sweet and down-to-earth person. What happens when 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐭 𝐃𝐞 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚 wants to claim 𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐬 as his but she straight away rejects him? ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ I lifted my head up weakly and saw Elliott's deep green eyes gazing at me through my wet lashes. The madness and craziness in his eyes only made more tears stream down my cheeks. He was a complete psychopath. "Don't close those pretty eyes when I am making love with you, amore. Look at me, your husband." He rasped out and pounded inside me again, sending a painful jolt throughout my body. When was this going to finally end? I can't take this agonizing torture anymore. Tears blurred my hazy vision and a strangling sound left my throat when Elliott wrapped his hand around my throat. He was choking me mercilessly. I gasped for air and begged him to let me go but like always, he never did. He will never let me go. He leaned down and pressed a tender kiss on my jaw before we both came at the same time, as he filled my insides. I thought maybe this was the end, but he had other plans. He flipped me on my stomach, earning a whimper from me and whispered huskily near my ear, "Let's go for round two, shall we, my love?" ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ #1 in Captive #2 in CEO #2 in Forcedlove #2 in Italian #2 in Mafiaboss #2 in Character development #3 in Darkromance #3 in Fear #3 in Panicattacks #4 in Manipulation #4 in Plottwist #7 in Billionaire #7 in Hurt ● The first few chapters contain some plot holes and errors, but as you read more, the chapters will get significantly bet