Abediel Martin - Italian Mafia boss. 30 yrs old with grey eyes - sharp, cold, and unsettling; Some call him the "Grey-Eyed Devil". He doesn't need to raise his voice; his silence is enough to command fear. People often describe the atmosphere around him as suffocating, as if death lingers nearby. Avish Joshani - Psychologist Indian woman from banaras. 25 yrs old with deep black eyes, carries herself with strength and quiet authority. Loves her profession - She genuinely believes in healing people, even though her own scars run deep. Psychology gave her control over herself and insight into others, tools she now uses both for good and for revenge. ...... But what happened when they both met and then suddenly, something happened so fast that, a proposal came ' Marriage of Convenience' where that proposal came from, no one knows, but When mafia boss was forced to marry someone, what will he do?? But that was not the end, That was the start. #slowburn #marriageofconvenience #forcedmarriage #loveaftermarriage #mafiaromance #desiromance

She is just a girl who wants a life where no pain exists but life has another one planned for her. Afsana Bansal was getting married with Isharth Purohit but on the wedding day he was gone. She married her elder brother Dhritaansh Purohit who was mysterious , toxic and rich. She had no idea that her destiny and she was her self claimed by a devil. ---------- Afsana took a deep breath and said, "Can I join college again? Just a month before the wedding, Papa had stopped me from going, but now can I-" She was about to say more when suddenly a soft cry escaped her lips. She immediately looked at her hand. Dhritansh's grip on it had become much stronger than before. He was looking at her without any expression. Afsana quickly looked at him and said, "Dhritansh ji, what are you doing? It's hurting me." Dhritansh replied in the same tone, "What were you saying?" Afsana wasn't even focused on speaking anymore. She kept looking at her hand, trying to free it. Finally, she shouted, "Dhritansh ji, stop it!" Dhritansh seemed to snap out of it all of a sudden. He looked at her hand and said, "I'm sorry, Gulabo. I'm really sorry." Saying that, he gently kissed her palm and looked back at her face. Afsana stared at him in surprise. Dhritansh placed his hand on her cheek and asked, "Did it hurt too much?" -----------

"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.

Shy, soft-spoken, and carrying more insecurities than dreams, Ishika Arora has learned to survive in a world that never made space for her. Loved by no one, tolerated by everyone... she has stopped believing she's worthy of anything more. Cold, intimidating, and feared in the boardroom, Abhimanyu Singh lives by one rule: never let emotions win. Love is a weakness he swore he would never allow. But destiny brings together two opposite worlds- her warmth and his ice, her silence and his storm, her broken pieces and his guarded heart. When their paths collide, will their differences tear them apart... Or slowly teach them what love truly feels like? A journey of healing, honesty, and unexpected tenderness. Welcome to Abhimanyu and Ishika's world.

Rishabh Khurana was a successful businessman, known for his sharp mind and ruthless attitude. He was feared by many and loved by none. His rude and arrogant demeanor made it difficult for people to approach him, and his short temper was legendary. On the other hand, Aradhana Joshi was a simple and shy girl who believed in the power of love at first sight. She had always dreamed of finding her true love and living happily ever after. But fate had other plans for her. What will happen when Rishabh and Aradhana meet?

Twisted Hearts - a tale of love, fate, and obsession. She's a passionate graphic design student, focused on her dreams. He's a powerful CEO, a man who always gets what he wants. Their worlds were never meant to collide-until fate intervened, pulling them into a connection neither of them saw coming. Just as their hearts begin to intertwine, the past resurfaces-a shadow that refuses to be forgotten. A love long buried, a jealousy that knows no limits, and a deception that threatens to tear them apart. When hearts are twisted by fate and obsession, will love be enough to survive the storm?

𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒂 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒓𝒑𝒉𝒂𝒏'𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓. "𝙒𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨? 𝙒𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢" 𝒀𝒆𝒕, 𝒖𝒏𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒅𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔 - 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒖𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅'𝒔 𝒃𝒊𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒚, 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆.

It was Gulaal's first day after marriage. After completing her Teej fast and rituals, she entered her husband's room-only to see her husband with another woman. CM Rana Sarvagya Singh Shekhawat was on the bed, holding his girlfriend in his arms. The sight shocked Gulaal so much that the puja thali slipped from her hands. Hearing the noise, Sarvagya and his girlfriend turned to look at her. "You-you are the same girl whom Sarvagya bought for himself?" His Girlfriend Damisha, staring at Gulaal's frightened face, continued mockingly, "Why, does it hurt to see another woman in your husband's arms? Actually, this Rana-sa isn't really a husband at all..." Hearing her, Gulaal's anger flared. Looking straight at her husband, she said bitterly: "I don't even consider a man who goes around sleeping here and there as a man. Such a person is called a dog." Saying this, she walked away to her own room where the servants also lived. She went to remove her jewelry at the table-when suddenly, she realized someone had closed the door behind her. Before she could even turn around, someone grabbed her by the waist and pressed their lips hard against hers.

"I have married you, but I'll never accept you as my wife." He glares at her for a few seconds before walking away. "Unwanted forever," she whispers, closing her eyes to let the tears fall. © All Rights Reserved