"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 was cold. He was fire. He loves popularity she crave being alone. He is football captain of his college she is the ruthless topper What happens if she falls in love and for him But all he cares is about his bet.

Love that was real, but tangled in words that weren't complete.

They didn't meet. They collided. Ayesha wasn't the girl who dreamed in sparkles - she carried storms in silence. Between family taunts, late buses, and holding herself together every night, she had learned one thing... strong girls break too - just quietly. Reyansh wasn't the boy everyone thought he was. Anger in his eyes, chaos in his past, and a heart he didn't trust anyone with. But some paths don't cross by accident. Some souls recognize each other before the mind does. This isn't a love story that begins with butterflies. This is a story that begins with hurt, fate, and two broken hearts trying not to feel. They weren't looking for each other. Destiny pushed them anyway.

It is a college romance between prithvi and sitara Prithvi murthy- He is a college heartthrob and popular boy and a very arrogant and rude but soft for his loved ones , no one dared to talk with him other than his friends he doesn't believe in love and hate sitara to the core Sitara gattammaneni- the girl with big dreams and hopes she is kind, cute and shorty, she trust everyone very easily , she is in so in love with college heartthrob prithvi let's see how her unrequited love turn into required and what challenges she face to get prithvi

Jennifer's childhood was never innocent - haunted by nightmares of her mother's hand, her father's lies, and a past buried in silence. She's spent her whole life trying to escape it. But someone is watching her. The man whose family was destroyed by Jennifer's father's greed. He swore revenge, but when he sees Jennifer, something shifts. The hate he carried starts to blur with something darker... something almost tender. In a world built on lies and revenge, love becomes the most dangerous weapon of all.

Avery's senior year is turned upside down when a kiss with her older brothers' best friend ignites a forbidden relationship tangled in danger, heartbreak, and family secrets that could destroy everything. *** "Aiden..." I shake my head, eyes fixed anywhere but the gorgeous man next to me. His hand grips my chin tightly, just enough to make me avert my eyes to his. "You know you want this as much as I fucking do. I want you to be mine. I want to be the one to hold you and kiss you the one you go to whenever you're happy or fucking sad. But let it be me, let me fucking show you that it should be me." He glares, jaw tensing. ...... ©hessaherophinelove

He's the rival her bloodline despises. She's the Montclair he should destroy. Sebastian Cross doesn't just break rules-he rewrites them in the ashes he leaves behind. Isabella Montclair wanted control, wanted to live by duty and legacy. But Sebastian makes her forget duty, forget reason, forget everything but the way he tastes like danger and feels like home. And in their world, desire isn't just forbidden-it's lethal.

Saanvi grows up in a house where no one values her. She learns to stay quiet, obedient, invisible. At 18, her only dream of happiness is marriage - she believes a husband might give her the love her family never did. __________________________________________ Aarav, 30, is a widower. His heart belongs to his first wife, Radha, whose memory he worships like a deity. He agrees to remarry only because his family forces him. He enters the marriage with a closed heart. ___________________________________________ Saanvi enters the marriage full of hope. Aarav enters the same marriage full of silence. Their wedding night is cold. He sleeps on one side of the room, barely acknowledging her. She spends the night crying quietly, realising marriage isn't the dream she imagined. ___________________________________________ Saanvi tries - talking, smiling, making little efforts. Aarav tries - to stay distant, to remain loyal to a memory. Their attempts never meet. Saanvi realises she is married to a man whose love died before she arrived. __________________________________________ She moves to Pushkar. Starts working at a small school. Becomes "Saanvi Teacher". For the first time, she belongs somewhere. Children give her the love she never received. But some nights, she still sits by the lake, wondering what she did wrong. She did nothing wrong. ___________________________________________ Years later, in a Pushkar market, they meet by accident. No blame. No tears. No promises. Just two people who once broke each other, finally meeting with peace instead of pain. Aarav realises he still feels something. Saanvi realises she no longer hurts. And they walk away... ___________________________________________ Saanvi lights a diya near her room in Pushkar. "Thank you... for letting me grow." Aarav sits alone in Jaipur. "Be happy, Saanvi. Wherever you are."

Some Stories Begin In Silence........