"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

You fight, I touch you, you lose. ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ She was an obsession, he was an escape. But nothing had prepared her for what came their way. When a good girl so innocent as this meets the stalker who promised her safety, she refuses his refuge. And that was her mistake. For if he had found her once, he can do so again. And leaving was no longer optional. The Stalker is a slow burn college romance that fires away into darkness and desire. (the stalker is in the FireNight realm but is not a part of a series) #1 in Love and Romance (March 10, 2025) #1 in Fraternity (March 29, 2025) #1 in DominantxSubmissive (May 12, 2025) #1 in Dark College Romance (May 21, 2025) #1 in Psychokiller (June 4, 2025)

Book 1 of His series Yashveer Rajvansh, Ruthless Mafia king of Asia and king of Udaipur. He has no interest in women. Finally, get ready to marry a woman for his own motive and the purpose of giving a queen to his Kingdom. But he came to know the most shocking truth, which was hidden by the family of Naina, will he be able to accept her as wife after knowing the truth. Naina Arora, a fragile girl, fighting with her own demons and darkness, suddenly tied to Yashveer Rajvansh. She has never seen him in her life, but her world turns upside down, when she gets to know the most shocking reality of her life. Will they ever love each other or will they be tied in the thread of responsibility? Let's find out

"Let me make it clear: this marriage means nothing to me. NOTHING," Ezheer said, his disdain evident as he tossed a stack of papers at Ashmika. "Here's the divorce agreement. Sign it." Ashmika, who had clung to a sliver of hope, felt her heart shatter as she picked up the papers with trembling hands. Her eyes fixed on the words "Marriage Contract." ........................... "Mrs. Ashmika Ezheer Singh Rathore, get over here," he commanded calmly, his gaze locked on the small figure trying to hide among the crowd of students. However, His calmness only heightened her fear, as she knew a storm was about to erupt. ...................... **Ezheer Singh Rathore** Ezheer Singh Rathore, the ruthless billionaire and feared mafia lord, was known for his merciless nature. His name alone was enough to send shivers down one's spine. Everyone thinks he's heartless, a man devoid of any capacity for love. But little do they know that he's already surrendered his heart to a mysterious figure, a shadow he's been searching for past two years. However, his life takes a drastic turn when his grandfather blackmails him into marrying a girl against his will. **Ashmika Chauhan * Ashmika Chauhan, a 23 years old college student, was the epitome of innocence wrapped in traditional values. She was mischievous and playful yet carried herself with maturity. Witnessing the love between her mother and father which remained the same after years of marriage, she believed in true love. however, everything crumbles down when she find herself replacing her missing cousin sister and marrying a guy man whose world is as dark and cold as hers is warm and hopeful. "She's someone who fears the darkness, while he's someone who lives in it." What will happen when these two people, completly different from each other, get tied to the pure relation of marriage? To unfold these mysteries.. accompany me to the journey of their story.

Meet Thakur Rudra Pratap Singh, a 35-year-old man who heads the powerful Mandawa Thakur family, known for their historical dominance. Despite being immensely wealthy and influential, his heart is hardened due to internal family conflicts, turning him into a stoic figure. He made a solemn vow to his mother to prioritize the family above all else, even sacrificing the prospect of marriage to dedicate himself entirely to their success. However, his devotion to his family becomes his burden as they become the source of his inner turmoil. His tough exterior makes him unapproachable, instilling fear in those who dare to interact with him. Yet, fate intervenes and introduces someone unexpected into his life. Enter Paridhi, a 22-year-old girl from an upper-middle-class family. She exudes sweetness and innocence, though she tends to keep to herself, opening up only to those close to her. Her life seems on track, especially as she nears the fulfillment of her dream: marrying the love of her life. However, when circumstances force her to compromise and accept her family's wishes, she reluctantly complies. But what happens when their significant age difference becomes a factor? Will they be able to bridge the gap and accept each other despite the odds stacked against them? This is a tale of shattered trust, broken by those closest to them. Amidst such turmoil, will they find understanding and acceptance in each other's arms? Do not copy.

(For the sake of everyone, please don't read this 💔. Will be deleting SOON.) "Why me?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. She backed up until the cold wall pressed against her, but he didn't stop, closing in until there was almost no space between them. He leaned down, his face inches from hers, breath warm against her cheek as he spoke, his voice low and almost too close. "Sorry, darling," he murmured, his tone soft and unsettling. "You just happened to be in the wrong place... at the wrong time." Aiswarya, a 20-year-old college girl, never imagined her life would take such a dark turn within a single night. Abducted by Arjun, a dangerous mafia leader, she's forced into a twisted marriage against her will. Arjun's attraction to her is undeniable, but it isn't love. Aiswarya is terrified, trapped in a nightmare she can't escape, while Arjun's possessive need for control starts to blur the lines of his desires. ❗WARNING:- IT'S CRINGE.❗

Leave me I SAID FUCKING LEAVE ME i shouted top of my lungs He again come close to me our chest collide with each other his eyes turn dark his jaw clenching at my words i can sense he is soo angry You fucking cheater you are a cheater Mr Aarav maheshwari you....you...married....me. for.... fucking... revenge can't you see my love for you go away from me i don't want you neither my child want any father you divorce me now if he want father someday i can marry.an... Before i complete my words he crashed his lips into my pin me against the wall i don't know When he start eating me his tounge roaming in my whole mouth i didn't respond in first but after sometime i start kissing him year of separation , frustration, anger, lust, desire, everything mix in it if i want anyone in my life then who is non other him i only want my aarav but his truth shattered me in piece's We start kissing each other like mad idk when he make me naked in front of him my and his whole clothe's lying in floor He wrap my legs around his torso and start moving his dick in sercular motion in my core i moaned everythime he tease me ahhh....aarav i requested him but he is in no mood to listen me he slap my pussy and pinch my nipple i logging for his touch for a year Ahh.. Aarav pls tears collected in my eyes his eyes turn soft Do whatever you want heaven i am your's and you are mine understand i nodded at him while sobbing I start moving my hips take his dick in my hands before placing my core in his dick And he thrust inside me I love you thrust..heaven i only thrust.. love you ..thrust he said to me his eyes is red and have dark circles like he did not sleep from a year I love you Aarav i sobbed before hugging him his checks brush against mine DO NOT COPY !!

"Please, let him go!" I begged, struggling to free myself but his tight grip around me refused to budge. A scream escaped me as he jerked me around to face him. "Why do you care about what happens to him?! Who is he to you?!" With each word, he was getting more and more enraged, his grip tightening even further. "No one! He's no one to me. I just want you to stop hurting him, please!" The painful groans and hitting noise in the background were scaring me further. I don't want this to happen to anyone, especially because of me. "Imani is mine! YOU STOLE HER!" Shut up, you idiot! Oh god, judging by the sadistic smile creeping onto Zaviyaar's face, That guy is going to die today. To stop it all, just as he looked up to order his guards, I held his face, dragged him down to face me and slammed my lips against his. Oh fuck... his lips are so soft. I wonder what moisturiser he uses. ------------------------------------------------- All rights to this story belong to me. No part should be copied or plagiarised. This is my work and any similarity to anyone's real life, real name or anything else is completely incidental.

#TOP 1 in India (18/10/24) #TOP 7 in India (25/11/24) #TOP 2 in India (27/11/24) #TOP 2 in India (14/12/24) #TOP 4 in India (17/02/25) #TOP 2 in India (17/02/25) #TOP 3 in India (31/03/25) #TOP 1 in India (31/03/25) #TOP 4 in India (17/11/25) When their unrequited love turned into requited, everything - even the world around them - seemed to fade away. There was only one thing left: them, bound by true and unconditional love. The only way to heal from unrequited love is to give it to someone who knows how to "appreciate" it. She, in the midst of unrequited love, says: "I understand your story, I know your pain, I wanted to be with you in every rain. I wanted to hold you close and whisper, it's going to be alright. But I don't know... will that day ever come?" When it becomes requited, he says: "You understand my story, You know my pain, You wanted to be with me in every rain8. You wanted to hold me close and whisper, it's going to be alright. And look - it all happens today." Discover the universe of Unrequited To Requited love..... Started: 13th July 2024 End:

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐨 "𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐝" 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞. ••••• "Look into my eyes and tell me you don't love me," he challenged. "I don't love you," I declare. He smiled at me, though his expression was tinged with pain, tears pooling in the depths of his eyes. "I knew it, you still love me so much." I was rendered speechless by his declaration, my efforts to conceal my emotions proving futile as he effortlessly deciphered the truth written in my eyes. "Say it, just once, that you love me, my Sweetheart. Just once, please," he pleaded. I finally surrendered, tears misting my own eyes as all rational thoughts scattered, "I love you. I never stopped loving you." "And I love you infinitely more," he declared, leaning closer towards my lips. I placed a trembling hand over his mouth, halting him in his tracks, and shook my head slowly. "We can't. It's wrong. We can't betray our partners." *** Two hearts, torn apart by the cruel hand of fate, find themselves face to face after 4 long years. Once college sweethearts, they have now transformed into business partners. People have come and gone, circumstances have shifted, choices have been made, and personalities have evolved. But, one thing remains unchanged: their undying love for each other, that consumes them day and night to finally claim each other as their own. However, the path ahead is far from simple. Bound by commitments, every move feels like a forbidden dance. Will they muster the strength to resist their burning desire or succumb to the long lost desire for each other?