A tale of Love And Revenge~ "Dekha?" His voice was cold...too calm for the chaos he'd created. His fingers dug into her arm as he spoke again, sharper this time. "Ye sab jhoot nahi tha. Tumne sirf mera time waste kiya" Suhani's eyes widened, disbelief flooding her trembling body. Tears escaped her eyes, one after another, as though her heart had finally found a way to bleed. "Nahi..." she whispered, her voice breaking under the weight of his name. He let out a low, mocking laugh. "Tum sirf mere time pass ke liye thi" he said, each word falling like shards of glass. "Aur jab sab mera hai... tum kisi kaam ki nahi" Her knees weakened as he pushed her away. The world around her blurred, but the faces in front of her were all too clear...the same people she once called her own. The same faces that once smiled with her, now smirking at her ruin. "You can't do this..." she pleaded, her voice trembling. "Please" He looked away, a smirk curling on his lips. It wasn't the first time he'd hurt her...but this time, it felt final. This wasn't the first time he'd hurt her. She had endured it all... the humiliation, the harsh words, the endless nights of tears. But betrayal... that was something even her heart wasn't ready for. She once believed that silence could heal him, that her love could soften his storms. But she was wrong. The people she loved were the ones who broke her. They whispered behind her back..."His personal plaything" "his timepass" "his mistake" And every time those words reached her, he told her it was fine... that the world was jealous... that this was love... That this is what love looks like. No it doesn't! But tonight, standing in front of the man she gave everything to, Suhani finally understood... Love wasn't supposed to feel like imprisonment. And this? This wasn't love at all. Ranks~ #2nd in Trend #2nd in Karma

Suddenly the door to the closet opened and Vivaan stepped inside ruffling his hairs, sighing. He looked up and stared at me. "What?" His hard voice echoes on the silent atmosphere. "Why haven't you changed yet?" His voice goes rough suddenly. "Are you waiting for me to take off your clothes and provide you with the pleasure of our first night" Hearing him my eyes go wide. ☘☘☘ When only pain remains, will your heart skip a beat? She was ready to heal his broken soul because she knew that behind the façade of his Nightmare self, he was just a broken person trying to survive battles of his haunted past. But what she didn't knew that there was a lot more pain she has to suffer in her journey. Maybe pain was what that bonded them together ☘︎☘︎☘︎ • book one in the billionaire's obsession series ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀs sᴛᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏɴᴇ

"Please... Open...the door...I can't breathe.." She said breathing heavily... "You have to pay for ur mistake.. Mene tumhe pehle hi warn kia tha..ki tumhaari wajah se agar meri family ko zara si bhi takleef hui...then you will face the worst side of me.. My dear Wife..." He said with gritted teeth.. standing on the other side of door.. She was struggling for a single breath... He turned off the lights of the room..to torture her more..as she is scared from darkness.. Her body couldn't tolerate anymore...and She collapsed.. He is not aware that She has asthma... . . . . . . . He is 30 She is 21 He is the eldest son of his family She is the youngest daughter of her family He is Cold as ice.. She is Warm as fire.. He is 6'2 She is 5'3 Story Troupe ✨Age gap ✨Slow burn romance ✨Forced marriage ✨ grumpy × sunshine ✨He fell first and harder Come... let's dive into the amazing and sizzling story of Vardaan Singhania and Noor Mehra..✨✨ As it's my first work ever on Wattpad...there are various errors and grammatical mistakes but I promise that I 'll try to improve myself..

She was never loved. Blamed for her mother's death and treated like a burden, Anaya Malhotra grew up in a house that never felt like home. Silence became her shield... and pain, her only companion. But her life takes a darker turn when she is forced into a marriage with Aarav Rathore - a man known for his cold heart, ruthless decisions, and a past no one dares to question. To him, she is nothing more than a deal. To his powerful family, she is an outsider. And to herself... she is already broken. But behind her silence lies a strength no one sees. And behind his coldness hides a storm he cannot control. When betrayal shatters what little remains between them, and a truth comes to light too late... Will he fight for the woman he once destroyed? Or will she walk away - carrying a secret that could change everything? A story of pain, power, betrayal, and redemption... Where love is not given. It is earned. #DarkRomance #ForcedMarriage #UnwantedBride #RathoreSeries #SlowBurn

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔 , 𝑨 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒏 . ── .✦── .✦ 𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐮 , 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 - 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐲 , 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 , 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 . 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐢 , 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 , 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝 . ─ .✦── .✦ 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝 . ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 . 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 , 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 . 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬 , 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐭 .

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐍𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐱 𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐇 "Main aapse pyaar nhi karta or nahi kabhi zindagi me kar sakta, ye shaadi mere liye kuch nhi hai" These were the first words from him after the marriage which broke her heart completely. She cried all night not because of the marriage-because of his hate towards her. ------ •×Troopsו Princess× King Soft romance with dark glimpses Forbidden love Arrange marriage Changed bride Replacement Touch her and die She fell first he fell harder Slow-burn Traditions וWarningsו Violence Abuses Murder/suicides Alcohol consumption Note: It based on pure imagination of @naynraex aka me #3 in top 10 in india : 30/03/2026 #5 : 31/03/2026

𝑴𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒉𝒖𝒅 𝒔𝒆 𝒃𝒉𝒊 𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊, 𝒚𝒆 𝒌𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒂 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒕𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒏 𝒈𝒂𝒚𝒂... 𝑩𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒉𝒖𝒆 𝒉𝒊 𝒌𝒐𝒊, 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒔𝒂𝒃 𝒌𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒃𝒂𝒏 𝒈𝒂𝒚𝒂...🤍 "H.. how can I be pregnant, doctor-I never let anyone come close..." [She was just 19, she said crying.] Meanwhile:- "I want that girl at any cost-she's carrying my child." [He is a mafia, he said angrily.]

When the Darkness Falls Softly In this village, two lives are about to be changed forever. Anand Varma-the Sarpanch's son, feared by all, with wealth, authority, and a reputation written in blood. Lavanya-a quiet, chubby girl from a middle-class agricultural family, living a world of small joys and careful routines. They are not meant to meet. They are not meant to notice each other. And they are definitely not meant to fall in love. But when paths cross in a village where everyone watches, silence begins to speak. Who falls first? Who falls harder? And what does it cost to choose courage-or softness-when the world is always watching? When the Darkness Falls Softly is a story of fear, love, and the invisible rules that govern a village. Some loves change lives. Some loves destroy worlds.

⚠️ WARNING: This story is intended for 18+ readers. It d forced marriage. It may be disturbing. Reader discretion is strongly advised. contains dark and mature themes including abuse, harassment, toxic and controlling behavior. She was given to him like she was nothing. No choice. No voice. No escape. He is older. Ruthless. A man who doesn't ask-he takes, controls, and decides. In his world, she is not an equal... she is something fragile to possess, to silence, to keep. Fear becomes her language. Silence becomes her survival. He calls her his fragile little thing-soft, breakable, his. Every moment with him is a battle between resistance and surrender, between pain and something far more dangerous... a connection neither of them understands. This is not love. It's darker. It's consuming. It's destructive. A story where control feels like care, where fear feels like attachment, and where a fragile girl is pushed to her limits. Because even the most fragile things... can either shatter completely- or become something terrifying in their breaking.

--- Description He never asked for her attention. He took it. She never saw him coming. But he had always been there. Watching. Waiting. Wanting. What started as a feeling... turned into a presence she couldn't escape. And what felt like fear... slowly became something far more dangerous. Because some obsessions don't fade- they consume. And some cages... don't have locks. They have him. ---