India's Top #2 & #8 on Wattpad A dark, addictive forced-marriage romance that will stay with you long after the last chapter. "You should be grateful to carry my name now... Mrs. Aaradiya Abhijith Rana Doshi." Aaradiya Akkineni never imagined her life would shatter in a single night. One moment she's a girl with dreams and dignity... the next, she's dragged into a marriage signed in tears, fear, and fate. And the man waiting at the mandap? Abhijith Rana Doshi. CEO by reputation. Mafia king by reality. A man carved from stone-cold, unreadable, and terrifyingly powerful. To him, this marriage is just strategy. A power move. A cage he builds around her with his name. To her, it's a nightmare she can't escape. But when two broken worlds collide, hate has a way of cracking... Pain has a way of revealing truth... And enemies have a way of falling for the very person they swore to destroy. What begins as a toxic clash slowly turns into a burn-slow, dangerous, undeniable. Secrets. Scars. Softness he never wanted to feel. Strength she never knew she had. Can two damaged souls ruin each other... and still find love in the ashes? This isn't just a story. It's a storm. A wound. An obsession waiting to take over your heart. Scroll up and fall in.

Book 2 of Series Phool Kumari is a 17 years old girl who was once a maid in a wealthy household, but now she lives in a college hostel. She is running away from someone-or something. Every night, she sees the same terrifying dream. She desperately wants to be free from it. "I don't want to see this dream again! I don't want to see it!" she cried, tears streaming down her face. Krityvirya Singh Rathore is the king of Jodhpur. He is also a 32-year-old single father. He cannot bear to see even a single tear in his 3-year-old son's eyes. But his son has been crying continuously for the past three days - and the one he's crying for, Krityvirya has now set out to find. "I will find her, even if I have to dig up the earth or tear through the skies," he said, and walked out of Uday Mahal.

𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐀 × 𝐃𝐀𝐊𝐒𝐇 ۫ ׅ ✧ Divisha Mittal:- Divisha is a soft-spoken, innocent girl shaped by loss and loneliness. Mistreatment at home taught her to hide her pain behind quiet strength. She never imagined her life would be pulled into secrets, danger, and a forced marriage she cannot escape. ۫ ׅ ✧ Daksh Rai Singhania:- Daksh is powerful, intense, and feared. Haunted by grief and blinded by revenge, he forces Divisha into a marriage driven by misunderstanding. Cold on the surface yet burning inside, he sees her as both a threat and the one weakness he cannot ignore. ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ . . ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐮 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 - 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐰, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲. 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫,𝐛𝐡𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐡𝐢𝐦. ۫ ׅ ✧ But what will happen after years when they collide with each other again? Will they forget their past and start a new beginning? Will she forgive him, or will their story end in sadness?

#1 adultromance 31/7/2026 #1 Wattpadromance 01/08/2026 Tara Sehgal (20) is a gorgeous, bold, and stylish "baddie" at the elite Imperial University in Mumbai. She loves to live life on her own terms and break the rules. But her life changes completely when she meets her new professor, Dhruv Raichand (32). Dhruv is an extremely hot, tall, and dangerous billionaire tycoon who runs his classroom like a dictator. He is cold, strict, and demands absolute perfection. Tara becomes deeply obsessed with him and loves to provoke him just to see this powerful man lose his control. What follows is a risky, hidden romance filled with intense midnight extra classes, secret glances in Hall 4, and a deep, protective true love that defies all university rules. A Glimpse of their Dialogue Dhruv: "You think this university is a playground, Miss Sehgal? You think you can break my protocols and walk away without a punishment?" Tara: (Smiling boldly, stepping closer) "I don't care about your protocols, Professor. I want to see what happens when the great Dhruv Raichand finally breaks his own rules." Dhruv: (His voice dropping into a dark, heavy growl as his hand locks around her waist) "You are playing with fire, Tara. And I promise you, I will not have any mercy when I systematically dismantle your pride."

"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.

She married a stranger to save her father. She walked into college to build her future. She never imagined both paths would collide. At just twenty, Aarohi Sharma is innocent, mischievous, and full of quiet dreams. An arranged marriage ties her life to a man she barely knows-Dr. Advay Sharma, a twenty-eight-year-old physics professor, calm, disciplined, and bound by rules. Their marriage is built on responsibility, not love... and a promise: No one will know they are married. But fate plays its own games.Because the man she calls husband at home is the same man she must call Sir in college. In the classroom, he is strict, unreadable, untouchable. And she? She is chaos. With innocent sarcasm, childish mischief, and a smile that tests his patience daily, Aarohi gets on Advay's nerves-knowing well that he can't say a word beyond being her professor. What starts as harmless teasing turns into a silent war of glances, restrained irritation, and emotions neither of them planned

𝐻𝐼𝑆 𝐹𝑂𝑅𝐶𝐸𝐷 𝐵𝑅𝐼𝐷𝐸 Bound by Fate. Trapped by Hate. Consumed by Obsession. She has been a prisoner her entire life-locked away, tortured, and left to drown in nightmares that never end. The world beyond her room is a mystery, and love? A fantasy she never dared to dream of. He is a prince and a ruthless CEO, a man who bows to no one. But even power couldn't save him from the trap set by her cruel uncle. Kidnapped and forced into an unwanted marriage, he sees his bride as nothing but a chain around his neck. A fragile, unwanted burden. But when he learns the truth-the horror she has endured-his hatred turns into something far more dangerous. Possession. Obsession. An undeniable craving to claim what was forced upon him. Yet, in the shadows lurks another-a woman driven to madness, in love with him to the point of destruction. She will kill, manipulate, and tear the world apart to have him, even if it means erasing the wife he never wanted. In a marriage forged by cruelty, love may not be the only thing that blooms... because sometimes, obsession is the deadliest poison of all. Trops:- business × students Strong ml × innocent fl Grumpy × sunshine he fall first and harder Mature Agegap ©All rights reserved

27 year old businessman Rocky Malhotra is a young and charming billionaire....he has already achieved a lot in his life but little does everyone know there is one thing he has not achieved yet which is her .... the revenge he is seeking will he be ever able to take it .....will her love overpower all his hate ....will he ever able to love the person he hates the most ....will the person he loves the most end up being the person he hates the most. Will life change there paths and destinies forever.

#1 book of Royalty series Run.....cherry." let's see how far you can go from me . You think that I'll let you go soo easily after the wait of years and being obsessed with you. He catch her from behind by her waist and trap her between him and car ). He said slowly in her ear, "you made a mistake by running on your own wedding and you get punish for it..... but--- he pause, and slide his hand from her waist to her back where her blouse ends and move close to neck to press a soft kiss there, then speak- .....not here,you will get your punishment on your first night cherry ...under me. Crying while painting my back with your fucking nails and there will be no god to save you from me giving you punishment 'little bird.'"

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.