Adhiraaj Vashisth or famously known as Rakshas (demon) in both business and Mafia world. He holds an unspoken reign over the Mafia in India and is known for his dangerous womanizing tendencies and possessiveness over his belongings. He mercilessly eliminates anyone or anything that obstructs his path or threatens his possessions, staying true to his fearsome nickname. Ankita Desai, a seventeen-year-old orphan, resides with her aunt who serves as the head maid in the Vashisth estate. The rakshas considers her a forbidden temptation, being innocent and naive. What could ensue if the rakshas were to fixate his gaze upon her, refusing to let her slip away? What if he were to seek to possess her in every conceivable manner, for nothing is quite as enticing as a forbidden fruit? Will Ankita manage to withstand the impassioned and disturbed obsession of the rakshas, or will she somehow escape his clutches and flee? First story in Wattpad with lot of grammatical errors. Trigger warnings in some chapters . Please vote , like and comment.

This story is about the most brutal king of the history , Arjun Rajsingh . He was very powerful that no one has ever dared to go against him , He was the darkness , the beast with a heart of stone who have never hesitated before killing anyone , He was never interested in any women but it all Changed when he found her , His little angel , the one for whom he was ready to die , even ready to kill . Juhi , an innocent , beautiful young girl who had a very pure soul , she was kind and belonged from a simple family . Her beauty was enough to make anyone fall in their kness for her . She was the light which ended up attracting the darkness . He loves her but she hates him . What happens when arjun gets obsessed with juhi and tries to make her his even by crook or by caging her . And at the end juhi gives up on her life only to be reborned as Arjun's wife in her next life . Disclaimer: This is my first time writing a story , and English is not my first language so please ignore the grammar mistakes and this story may contain mature contents , rape scenes and age gap if you are not comfortable with it then you may leave . #agegap , #obsession ,#dark romance ,# force love

Dark was his Soul, more darker than the night sky. His eyes terrorised the darkness. His sheer cruel laughter echoed through the trenches of hell, spooking the poor beasts of dark land. Night was his slave and darkness his weapon....Behold my folks for he was THE DARK KING _____________________________________________ Pure and innocent Sharanya would never have thought that a casual visit to that always 'out-of-limits' spooky castle atop the hill would dramatically upend her life in the worst way. Nor she would've guessed that she would create an obsessive maniac just by walking into that hexed monument. Poor she had no idea that her innocence had unknowingly freed a monster from his tethers. He saw her and that was the beginning of it. She was pure....just like the freshest dew on the leaves early in the morning. Untouched by any man. So little and fragile, just perfect to fit in his big arms. Just one look of her and he knew this beauty belonged with him. JUST HIM. She was his alone. His to love, His to Punish and His to Fuck. Mad was his love for her. No idea she had of what lengths he would go to keep her locked inside his bedroom and have his way with her day and night. Her escape was impossible. His obsession was intractable. Her fate was sealed....She was the Queen of the DARK KING. Pictures are not mine.