𝑨𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒔𝒉 × 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒂 | 29 × 21 "WDYM BY YOUU TRIED TO FORCE YOURSELF ON HER...HUH?" "Why such fancy words FUCKER...Sach Sach bathana ki YOU FUCKING TRIED TO RAPE HER" "RAPE YOUR OWN WIFE" "You sick, pathetic bastard," aadi spat. "I never thought you could sink this low. To touch a woman without her consent- that too your own wife-how dare you...huh?" Tears blurred my vision, spilling down my cheeks. My chest heaved with silent cries. "I know... I know..." My voice was barely a whisper, choked and broken. "She's not an object for you to claim. Not something you take when you please. Not something you break just because you can." I squeezed my eyes shut, my entire body trembling. I wished he'd keep hitting me. I wished he'd tear me apart, because nothing-nothing-could hurt more than knowing what I had done. "A woman's body is not an invitation. Her silence is not consent. Her fear is not an excuse." I let out a strangled sob, guilt pressing down on me like a crushing weight. "I-I was wrong. I lost control, I-" "Lost control?" His voice was sharp with fury. "You think strength is forcing yourself on someone weaker? Then let me show you what real strength looks like." His fist slammed into my gut, knocking the air from my lungs. I doubled over, gasping, my knees buckling. "A real man protects. A real man respects. A real man knows that a woman is not something you own-she is someone you stand beside." . . . A story of a villain who was ready to destroy himself, instead of the world this time...just to see a fucking smile on his wife's face. A Mafia leader vs A Florist. Forced Marriage He fell First and harder Virgin MMC & FMC and a lot more... Peep into the story to know more...and please don't judge the book based on the first few chapters...Because there is a reason why I potrayed him such way..also be ready to hate him to the core in intial chapters and fall madly in love with him in the later.

Vihaan's POV The more you run from me, the worse I'll. become for you, jaan. Anayra's POV I'll run away from you, no matter what. happens next. ~ DESCRIPTION ~ "Please... let me go," she cried, her voice trembling as she struggled in his grip. Her small hands pushed against his chest, but his hold only tightened. Vihaan stood there, expressionless-his face a mask of cold dominance. "Never," he said, his voice low and final. Without another word, he dragged her closer to the sacred fire burning before the idols of Radha and Krishna. The flames flickered, casting shadows that danced over their faces. As he began taking the vows, his hand locked around hers, her tears streaming down like shattered pearls. She kept wiggling, crying, begging-but his resolve never wavered. When the final vow was taken, she looked at him through blurred eyes, hatred lacing her trembling voice. "I hate you," she whispered, before her body gave in and she collapsed-unconscious in his arms. For a long moment, Vihaan just stared at her pale face, a dark calm settling over his features. Then, with a faint, twisted smile, he murmured, "And I'm obsessed with you." He carried her out, placing her gently on his lap as he sat inside the car. His fingers brushed against her tear-stained cheek, his voice dropping to a possessive whisper. "You're mine... only mine." No one could have imagined that one day, she would be bound to someone like this-forcefully, fatefully, irrevocably.

"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 .

𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝖝 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐡𝐢 𝐆𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐚 𝐇𝐢𝐦~ "𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮" 𝐇𝐞𝐫~ "𝐈.. 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭..... " Abhimaan Singh Rathore rules Rajasthan. As the king and CEO of ASR Corp Ltd, his name makes people tremble. Cross him once, and you pay a price nobody forgets. His enemies fear him. What belongs to him stays his. Always. Paridhi Gupta has lived her life in the shadows. Forgotten by busy parents, she grew up craving love and attention. Shy and quiet, she found escape in her paintings, creating worlds where she matters. Her brushes express the words she cannot say. When an arranged marriage brings these two together, their worlds collide. How will the neglected girl cope with life alongside the man who rules all he sees? What happens when the ruthless king becomes obsessed with someone who never learned to ask for anything at all? She offers softness to a man who knows only strength. He gives protection to a woman who never realized she needed it. His eyes soften only for her. Her heart beats only for him. Together, they discover that some wounds heal best in the hands of another. Will the king who takes everything he wants finally learn to give? Will the woman who expects nothing finally learn to receive? Start: 06 July 2024 End: 20 March 2025

Yaduvanshi series #1 An Arranged Marriage Story. POWER!!!!! That's what he always wanted. He is king of a small kingdom of Madhya Pradesh but his power is not limited to Madhya Pradesh only. He is one of the richest men in India who holds the power of money in the market and of leaders in parliament. He is one of those chosen people who are running the country behind the curtain. Politician bows their head in front of him, businessman is ready to put everything at stake just to put their name with his company and a messiah to his kingdom's people. His soft side is for no one at least he does pretend that. But......... A small brown-eyed, honey-voiced girl entered his life. And from the very first moment he saw her, he started feeling a weird fluttering in his heart. She was chosen by his grandfather for him but he knew it was God's plan. She is a puzzle, He wants to solve her. She is scared, He wants to protect her. She fears love, He wants to spoil her. She is broken, He is her healer. Let's join Aashrit Singh Yaduvanshi and Meera Singh Yaduvanshi in the journey of love after marriage.

Yuvraj Singh Yadhuvanshi is a strikingly handsome yet ruthless mafia king, a billionaire whose life is steeped in darkness and intimidation. He revels in the thrill of the chase, pursuing his enemies with a sadistic pleasure, torturing them until they beg for death. To him, love is a futile distraction-a weakness that can destroy a person from within. He believes that he can achieve his desires by any means necessary, viewing emotions as impediments to power. But when he lays eyes on Ishita Singhania, a sweet, innocent, and bubbly young woman who embodies everything he despises, his world begins to unravel. In an instant, she becomes his obsession, and he is determined to possess her at any cost. Ishita Singhania is a hopeful romantic, a dreamer who believes in the profound strength of love. To her, love is a beacon that empowers her to face life's challenges, a promise that one day she will find someone to protect her-a shield against the world's cruelties. Yet, her once-innocent perspective is shattered by harsh realities. "Ishita reflects, "The word 'love' sounds enchanting in fiction, but in reality, it is a mere illusion. Only devils inhabit this world, ready to haunt, chase, and shatter you into a million pieces." What tragic event led to her disillusionment? What forces conspired to transform her belief in love into a haunting memory? As fate intertwines their lives, Yuvraj and Ishita are drawn together by a shared past that neither fully understands. When the truth of their intertwined histories is unveiled, will they confront the demons that bind them? Will they embrace the fate that draws them together, or will the shadows of their past tear them apart? In this thrilling tale of love, obsession, and redemption, the boundaries between right and wrong blur. It reveals that even in the darkest hearts, the possibility of love can linger-waiting for the right moment to ignite and either save or consume them both.

Mature content 🔞 🔞 🔞 🔞 "I swear, Jaan, if you try to open that again then I will fuck you so hard till you pass out in my arms and I will make sure that you couldn't even walk for atleast a month." . . . . . . In the golden landscapes of California, five friends built an empire together, their bond forged through shared dreams and relentless ambition. Their empire thrived, but as life took its course, each friend moved to different corners of the world. Despite the distances, their children remained close, bound by the legacy of their parents' friendship. Among them are Inaaya and Abhi, whose connection has been unbreakable since childhood. Their love story is one of deep affection, unspoken promises, and an enduring bond. As they gather for a grand reunion party, the moment of truth arrives. Amidst the celebration, Abhi confesses his love to Inaaya, revealing feelings that have been growing for years. In that magical moment, Inaaya reciprocates, and their journey as a couple begins. However, their newfound romance is soon tested by unexpected challenges. Together, they must navigate these trials, drawing strength from their love and the lessons of resilience taught by their parents. "Tales of Heart" is a tale of love, legacy, and the enduring power of human connection, illustrating how true love can withstand even the toughest of times.

𝐩𝐞𝐡𝐥𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐡𝐥𝐚 𝐩𝐲𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐩𝐞𝐡𝐥𝐢 𝐩𝐞𝐡𝐥𝐢 𝐛𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐣𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐚, 𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐲𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢.... 𝐩𝐞𝐡𝐥𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐡𝐥𝐚 𝐩𝐲𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐢𝐢 𐙚 Naira Rathore 11th grader, sweet and tangled like a jalebi. She talks to Krishna ji as if he's her best friend, laughs at her own clumsiness, and carries sunshine in the sway of her bangles. She is innocence wrapped in chaos, softness disguised as mischief. 𐙚 Vihaan Malhotra- the 12th grader, who has never lost a match, the boy who treats discipline like a religion. Love was never part of his plan. But then came Naira-her smile unsettling his heartbeat, her presence bending his rules, her sweetness breaking through his walls. She is the question he never wanted to answer. He is the calm she was never searching for. Other charachter will introduced between book ------------------------------------------------ "aage jaanne ke liye book padlo, meri Jaan" 😏 Perfect for fans of enemies-to-lovers, friends-to-lovers, and young love tropes

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 𝐎𝐅 "𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄" Rajveer Singh Rathore was supposed to marry my sister, but now we are bound in a marriage. He never wanted me and I also don't want him. I love someone else, and he loves my sister. A marriage tangled with a lot of emotions. A marriage that has a lot of secrets. 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐞 (not by male lead) , 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭.

She once loved him enough to ask for forever. He rejected her like a joke. Years later, they're standing in the same wedding - not as a couple, but as the exes of the bride and groom. Devansh Sharma, now a renowned architect, had everything he wanted... except closure. Vaidehi Agnihotri, now a pediatrician with zero tolerance for emotional messes, had buried her past along with her now ex-until he walked back into it. When their families unexpectedly announce their rishta, and their exes can't handle the heat, a fake engagement turns into a full-blown wedding plan. It started as a joke. A distraction. Revenge, maybe. But somewhere between sarcastic rituals and awkward newlywed moments, pretending felt a little too real. What if the mistake they tried to fake... was actually meant to be? Because sometimes, the wrong person leads you to the right kind of love. Tropes:- He fell first (this time) Marriage on terms Lover her x wipped him Ex's cousin/Ex's brother Rom-com Old wounds + healing + rediscovering love Second chance romance