He never forgot her name. Not once. Not in nine years. Not through the blood and the power and the silence. Not ever. Viransh Singhania is the kind of man who doesn't love halfway. Who doesn't want halfway. Who looked at a girl once really looked - and decided, quietly, irreversibly, that there would never be anyone else. And there wasn't. Nine years. An ocean between them. An empire built with bloodied hands and an aching heart. And through all of it - her. Always her. Like a religion he never chose but could never abandon. Like a wound that never healed because somewhere, deep down, he never wanted it to. She is his ruin. His salvation. The only thing in a world full of power that ever made him feel powerless. And he would do it all again - every sin, every scar, every sleepless night - just to end up exactly here. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── A desi dark romance. 18+ for mature themes, age gap, and adult content.

"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.

An Erotic , dark romance Reverse harem story, Three brothers × One girl Foursome Forbidden love Maid's daughter Obsession Kabir grabbed her wrist one night, his voice low and dangerous. "Do you know what happens to people who touch what's mine?" She gasped as kabir pulled her closer. His fingers tying the waist chain around her waist . Ayaan only smiled, his eyes dark with amusement. "You're adorable when you pretend you don't belong to us." And Arjun... Arjun simply looked at me like he had already decided my fate. "You grew up in my house, Aarohi." His voice was calm. Terrifyingly calm. "Did you really think you could ever be anyone else's?" A shiver ran down her spine , not just from the words but because of the way Aayan kissed her earlobe sucking it , before whispering : " You are meant to be ours , Aaru and we don't share " He clipped my earrings and I couldn't breathe not with this possessiveness. Arjun's voice calm as ice rang in my mind : " Aarohi , my babygirl , eyes on me " --- Three dangerous men. One girl who was never supposed to matter. But somehow... I became **the only thing they want.** And the Rathod brothers don't share. --- She grew up in the Rathod mansion. Not as family. Not as someone important. Just **the maid's daughter**. The girl who stayed quiet. The girl who kept her eyes down. But unknowingly she was loved by the Devils. She became their obsession since the day she stepped into their mansion , 8 years old , clutching her mother's saree looking at the large mansion knowing she doesn't belongs here . It's gonna be mature so skip if uncomfortable.

If black defined darkness he was darker than that. He chose to be like that. Darkness attracted him. He loved the cold unless it was the warmth of blood. He drew his strength from others' fear. He was Danuj D. The CEO of The D' Imperium. If white defined brightness she was brighter than that. She chose to be like that. Light attracted her. She loved the warmth unless it's the cold droplets of rain. She drew her strength from others' happiness. She was Vasudha Roy. The girl that he never expected will bring him down to his knees. He loved watching defeat until he saw her fighting back. And that was when everything changed. A clash. A clash, that could either destroy them or draw them together. Welcoming all of you to witness the tumultuous but alluring journey of Danuj and Vasudha. Please do not copy my book. This totally needs hardwork and I am writing it with my heart. So if you are capable enough write on your own. Why stealing mine or someone else's? Wish you a very happy reading!❤ Important note: None of the pictures or music or videos are mine. They are borrowed from Google or YouTube mostly, for the sole purpose of giving a shape to my imaginations. The book cover is made by me with the help of various pictures taken from Google and other sources. Hence, please don't use or steal it, without my permission. Best Ranking: No.1 in #truelove on 15/11/2022 No.1 in #tame on 26/12/2022 No. 2 in #addiction on 29/12/2022 No. 2 in #tame on 12/06/2026 No. 1 in #mysterious on 04/04/2023 No. 3 in #beautyandthebeast on 08/05/2023 No. 5 in #beast on 20/07/2023 No.1 in #strongfemalelead on 19/11/2023 No. 1 in #beautyandthebeast on 05/04/2024 ©ALL COPYRIGHTS RESERVED .

✨ Tere Mere Darmiyaan ✨ It takes only a moment for everything to change. A scream. A mistake. And lives that don't get a second chance. Ganga Mishra was stepping into the world for the first time-quiet dreams, simple hopes, a heart that hadn't yet learned fear. She never wanted to hurt anyone. But some things happen without permission, leaving behind a weight she doesn't know how to carry. Vikrant Dev Chauhan is a man people know better than to cross. They fear him. Silent, controlled, ruthless when crossed, he has buried his emotions beneath loyalty and bloodstained truths. When loss tears through his family, grief hardens into anger-and that anger needs somewhere to go. What begins with blame slowly shifts into something neither of them understands. Closeness feels wrong. Distance feels impossible. Between them lies pain, silence, and truths neither is ready to face. Set in Varanasi-where faith lives in every corner and darkness isn't far behind-Tere Mere Darmiyaan is a story of guilt and loss, of love that arrives uninvited, and of two people caught between what they feel and what they cannot forgive. Because sometimes, what lies between you and me is not an ending at all- but the beginning of something neither of us expected.

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬. Love is hope for the hopeless and sin for the saint. Love is both a salvation for the lost and a temptation for the righteous. It drives people to cross lines they swore never to. But when two souls intertwine, promising to hold each other till eternity, love becomes something far more profound-both a sin and a salvation.

⋆ Book 1 of "Love or Escape Series" 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 (a forced marriage saga) #2 in the Top 10 india- 19/02/2026 #4 in the Top 10 india- 19/04/2026 #3 in the Top 10 india - 04/05/2026 ⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆ Anvika Mehra (24) was supposed to become a bride, but instead she ran away on her wedding day. Not because she didn't know the groom. Not because she loved someone else. But because some marriages don't feel like unions....they feel like cages. Veeransh Raizada (30) never believed in love. He believed in order, reputation, and keeping his word. So when his younger brother's bride vanished on the wedding day, It was humiliation...he felt. And humiliation demands consequences. The wedding that was meant to be simple becomes a turning point. A mistake Anvika thought she could escape. A decision Veeransh refuses to forgive. But the main question...is it really for revenge? or something else is brewing behind those dark chambers. She wanted freedom. He gives her forever. Because running away was easy. Living with the consequences won't be. _________________

Village story~1990s ꧁༺𝗔 𝘀𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗿 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝗱,𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗻𝗼 𝗯𝗶𝗴 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗮, 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀༻꧂ ❖ ── ✦ ──『✙』── ✦ ── ❖ It is a simple yet spicy story involves two souls with different opinions and demeanors. What happened when they got tied together in an arranged marriage by their parents. The girl is very shy and innocent one. And the boy seems to be preserved and has slight anger issues. It's a romantic story with smut🔞 and fluff also.... Fluff>>>>>>smut✨ NO TRANSLATION IN ENGLISH!! (Hindi dialogues are there!!)