He held up his hands, trying to sound casual, but the sight stopped her cold-blood smeared across his fingers, dark and fresh. "Relax, it's nothing," he said smoothly, his voice trying to soothe, but her heart pounded in stark disbelief. Her eyes widened, fixed on the crimson stains, a silent scream caught in her throat. Horror dripped from every glance. "Nothing? You killed him," she whispered, voice barely steady, trembling with a mixture of fear and accusation. "You're a murderer." He scoffed, a cold shadow flickering in his unreadable eyes. "Don't insult me wifey. I'm above that." The weight of his words pressed down like a guillotine as she steadied herself, voice sharp with defiance. "I'll tell everyone. I won't marry you." A slow, cruel smile curved his lips as he leaned in, his breath ghosting against her ear like a deadly promise. "Will you? Go ahead-tell everyone. I'll destroy everything you hold dear, just like your telling would destroy mine. We'll go down together." He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper. "And as for not marrying me... oh wifey , you don't get to choose. You'll be mine-whether it's in a wedding dress, or buried in a legend". He wasn't supposed to pull her in-didn't even understand why he was drawn to her. She wasn't the most beautiful, but something beneath the surface called to him. A ruthless heir haunted by betrayal, he never let strangers close... yet he craved to keep her. ☆☆☆☆

#2 in Mystery/thrill 😍 (02/06/18) "AHHHHHHHHHH" "AHHHHHHH" "AHHHH". Her painful screams echoed everywhere. "P-Please stop it P-Pe-piyushhhh" she managed to speak somehow through the cloth that has been tied to her mouth. "AHHHHHHHHH" She screamed as loud as she can as a hot iron rod was being touched in her bare foot. "Is it paining sweetheart? Yes I know, I know. Why do you make me do this to you jaan(heart)? You know I cant live without you. Why you try to run away from me? From OUR house?" He said calmly. "Pleaseee.. Leave me.. Am...a-am s-sorryyyy." She said still feeling the pain in her burnt leg. "This is your punishment love. I now hope you won't repeat this again? Will you dare to?" He said heartlessly. There was silence except the painful sobs of Amaira as she tried to open her tied arms and legs. "SPEAK UP AMAIRA. WILL YOU DARE TO?" He roared making a shiver run down her spine. "And if you dare to.. Just remember this day. That day you will be punished twice as this jaan" Amaira simply nodded. She was tired and so exhausted. ----------------------------------------------------------------- The story starts with Piyush Shahdev, a rich business tycoon falling for a simple, middle-class girl named Amaira Bohra. Piyush proposed Amaira and they get married with Amaira's family's approval. However soon after getting married Amaira comes to know about Piyush's psychotic, obsessive and over possessive nature. Apart from Piyush's harassment and torture Amaira continues to stay with him. Can Amaira get rid of Piyush's obsession? What will happen at last? Will anyone die? To know keep Reading. Also, please do vote, share and comment. ♦ INDIAN SERIAL BASED ♦ --------------------------------- #12 in mystery/thrill *22-03-18*

"Doll come here right now" he glared angrily. "No way" I said softly looking straight at him. He came running at me and held my wrist tightly in his hand. "Leave me Yuvraj it hurts" I winced in pain. Students and teachers were looking at us but nobody dared to say anything to Yuvraj Kapoor. "Why won't you listen to me once.When i say you will do as I say then you will do it there is never a no in my dictionary" he declared and looked at me scarily. I didn't say anything and followed him because I know nobody is going to stop him not even myself. __________________________________ Let's see what will happen when a pure and beautiful soul collides with a dominant handsome monster. This is Aditi Bhatia and Yuvraj Kapoor's story ❤️‍🔥

She's 18. Sweet, simple, and brilliant-Ishika a first-year fashion design student with dreams in her eyes. He's 32. A monster in human skin-Rudran, the ruthless ruler of a lawless empire with 150 villages under his iron grip. He kills without flinching. She doesn't even know what darkness looks like. But fate doesn't knock. It drags. And now, she belongs where no light survives. WARNING: - This is a dark romance intended for mature audiences (18+) only.

*Dark Romance* She hated violence, criminals, blood- the whole racket. She found freedom in singing. She was 21, always kept away from men. He ruled through fear, rose through blood. He found excitement in violence. He was 40, married to a beautiful wife called Ulfat. Young Mehrunissa wanted nothing but a life away from the dirt of politics and crime. But would it be possible when the Sher-E-Baloch, laid eyes on her, wanted her? They said what he wanted, he always got. What he could not get? He claimed....ruthlessly....fiercely....dangerously. NOTE:- I, in no manner glorify the actual Rehman Dakait, who was responsible for various crimes. This is based on the Indian Movie Dhurandhar, potrayed by Akshay Khanna. I do not know a lot about Indian or Pakistani culture, but will try my best so some details may be here or there. Please bear with me.

"P-p-please.." My voice was a jagged, stuttering mess. I frantically clawed at the basement floor, trying to scramble backward, but my limbs were shaking too violently to find traction. Tears cut through the dirt on my face as I stared up at his towering silhouette. "I-I-I'm sorry... I-I p-promise, ! D-don't do this, p-p-please!" Adrien stood completely unhurried, his sapphire eyes dead and hollow. His violence wasn't a fit of rage; it was a cold, calculated execution. He stepped forward, pinning my left leg flat against the concrete with his crushing weight, and brought a solid iron rod down directly onto my kneecap. Crack. An explosive, white-hot agony shattered my mind. I let out a blood-curdling shriek that bounced violently off the walls, my entire body convulsing. "A-A-Adrien! S-st-stop! I-I'm b-begging you!" I screamed, sobbing so hard I choked. Without a word, he lifted the rod again and shattered my right kneecap. I collapsed onto the freezing floor, my teeth clicking violently from the absolute shock. Before I could pass out, Adrien knelt over my trembling form. He shattered a thick sheet of glass against the table, holding a razor-sharp shard in his gloved hand. "You forgot whose name you carry, my dear," he whispered softly. "Let's make sure you remember." He pressed the jagged glass deep into the bare skin of my shoulder blade. I shrieked, my body locking into a rigid line as he began to deliberately engrave his name into my flesh. TRIGGER WARNING‼️‼️ This book is not ordinary dark romance novel . It contains sensitive themes , abuse , sexual assaults , murder and what not. READ WITH CAUTION ‼️‼️

This story is about two people who are different not only in their professions, but also in the choices they make. In the actions they take. A contract that helps Aira save her mother's life becomes the very thing that binds her to the worst nightmare she thought she'd escaped from. After all, you can't escape the devil's den once you're caught. They say every devil offers a choice. He did too - either submit willingly or he'll make you submit his way. And trust me, you'll regret choosing the second option. These two souls can either create a love story or... write one another's death story. Depends. Dive into "His Possession Her Hell" to discover which fate awaits them. Glimpse of story -→ Aira barely had a moment to breathe before she felt him - Karan. He had entered silently, the door clicking shut behind him. She froze when she felt his presence behind her - too close, too intense. His breath brushed against her ear, his voice soft. "Do you like your new home, little fighter?" A shiver ran down her spine. She turned to look at him, heart hammering against her ribs. She hesitated. "There's no... lock on the door?" He gave a dark smile. "Why would I lock something I own?" Her heart skipped. She hated how easily he could rattle her. He was watching her-his eyes dark, unreadable, as if daring her to run, knowing she couldn't. Her eyes filled with rage, "You don't own me," she whispered.

Dangerous Romance Meet Emelie who is a sweet, loving innocent 23 years old girl that only lives with her parents. She is loved by everyone because of her naive kindness that cost her and others life in the future... Alex The oldest brother, 30 years old, he is a mafia monster dressed like a goddess. Lot of tattoos and hot asf. If you see him don't try to run because he will catch you in one second. He is feared by everyone who lives in the world with his brother Elijah. Elijah He is 29 years old, he is a mafia monster dressed like a goddess beside his brother. Lot of tattoos and hot asf too. He loves playing games so he want a cat and a mouse game. He is also feared by everyone side by side. He can be sweet but don't let it trick you.

Reyansh had broken Aarohi's world with the cruel precision of a man who had never heard the word no, a man who mistook resistance for an insult and defiance for a declaration of war. His revenge had been a masterpiece of cruelty, crafted slowly, and with devastating accuracy. It was personal. It was intimate. But power, especially the kind built on fear and blood, always demands its price and Reyansh has finally begun to bleed for his sins. The woman he once trapped with his obsession, the woman he broke without mercy, is now the only one who can drag him out of the abyss he created. Redemption is a distant, brutal dream... but for the first time, he found himself caged in his own redemption, held by a need so powerful it could bring a man to his knees. Aarohi, however, wants nothing from him. Not his remorse and certainly not the love he never knew how to give; a love that came wrapped in chains, threats, and unspoken ruin. ~~~~~~~ Dive into a journey where revenge scars, redemption burns, and love becomes something worth killing.....and dying for.