Tara was innocence wrapped in dangerous temptation. She had voluptuous curves, doe-like eyes, and a heart too pure for the filth of his thoughts. She was his sister-in-law's younger sister, a line he should never cross but Samarth didn't believe in lines. From the first time he saw her, something inside him snapped. It wasn't love...it was hunger. A hunger that grew into obsession and obsession into possession. He watched her. Studied her. Imagined her in every sinful way he could ruin her innocence until she'd only ever belong to him. Tara had no idea the devil was already in her life, and no idea that the man she thought was family was plotting to claim her in the most wicked ways. Samarth didn't care if it was wrong. Didn't care if she resisted. Because once he touched her, there would be no escape. She was his sweetest sin... and he would take her. Again. And again. And again.

#ʙᴏᴏᴋ-1 ᴛʜᴇ ᴋʜᴀɴ ᴅʏɴᴀꜱᴛy ᴀᴀʀɪᴢ ᴋʜᴀɴ x ꜱᴀɪʀᴀ ᴋʜᴀɴ ~ The moment they reached the Khan Mansion, Aariz didn't even bother to hit the brakes properly. He drove the car straight into the garden, the tires ripping through the green, people scattering and screaming in horror as the car hurtled straight toward the wedding aisle like a raging bull. Inside, Qazi Sahib had been waiting patiently for over thirty minutes. Saira hadn't uttered a single word, her lips sealed, her eyes on the door, silently praying for someone who never came... Until now. The sound of the engine roared into the wedding hall, and she saw him-her Aariz. A slow, stunned smile tugged at her lips. Everyone stood up. The wedding came to a halt. Aariz slammed the car door open and walked out with thunder in his steps. His black shirt's top three buttons open, hair disheveled-eyes glowing like hellfire. In his right hand, a gun, straight and deadly, pointed at Rehan. "STOP THIS WEDDING..." he growled, his voice deeper than death itself, "...or I will turn this hall into blood bath" A gasp erupted across the crowd. Without another second wasted, Aariz pressed the trigger. The bullet tore through the air. But at the last second, Ayaaz pushed his arm upward and the shot went flying into the air. People screamed and ducked. Chaos. "Aariz! Control, dammit!" Ayaaz shouted, voice shaking. Aariz's face snapped toward him, madness swimming in his bloodshot eyes. "How do you expect me to CONTROL MYSELF when this ba**ard dares to marry MY WIFE?!" Saira's eyes widened. My wife? But... hadn't he signed the papers?

𝑳𝑬𝑮𝑨𝑪𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 : 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑻𝒘𝒐 1980s, set in a village. On what was supposed to be the happiest day of her life, Sanjana's dreams are shattered when her fiancé, Rishabh, flees, leaving her humiliated and broken. To protect her family's honor, a hasty marriage ties her to Rajveer-a man she barely knows except for the fact that he is her sister-in-law's brother. ✨TROPES✨ ╰┈➤ Bahut saare smuts. (18+, guys.) ╰┈➤ Arranged marriage/Replaced groom ╰┈➤ Opposites attract ╰┈➤ Fish-out-of-water ╰┈➤ Stoic Hero and Fiery Heroine ╰┈➤ Protectiveness ╰┈➤ Clash of lifestyles ╰┈➤ Redemption and Growth ╰┈➤ Playful Tension ╰┈➤ Mutual Respect

Vikrant Shergill. The most feared gangster in the city. The moment people lay eyes on him, fear spreads like wildfire. He is no less than Yamraj himself. His dark and dangerous aura is enough to keep everyone at a distance, no girl even dares to come close to him. On the other hand, there is Anmol Mishra... innocent, soft-hearted, and completely opposite to him. Bound into a relationship with Vikrant because of her elder sister, she finds herself trapped in a world she never belonged to. Will Anmol be able to survive with a man whose life revolves around violence and bloodshed? 🇹 🇷 🇴 🇵 🇪 🇸  ➪𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 ➪𝐀𝐠𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐩𝐞 ➪𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐅𝐌𝐂 ➪𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐌𝐌𝐂 ➪𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 ➪𝐔𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ➪𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ➪𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚

𝙄𝙨𝙝𝙦 𝙗𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙖𝙫𝙖 𝙟𝙖𝙖𝙣𝙚 𝙠𝙖𝙗 𝙖𝙖𝙫𝙚 ╰┈➤𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐢 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐗 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐡𝐠𝐚𝐥

BOOK ONE: FEROCIOUS LOVE CHRONICLES A wedding meant for love... stolen by madness." _______________________________________ Him: "Who deserves punishment, biwi?" Her: (barely audible, heart pounding) "M-me..." Him: (tilting her chin up, voice dark and unwavering) "And where, biwi? On our bed... or in the ashes of the man who dared to crave what's mine?" Her: (whimpering, body trembling) "P-please..." Him: (low chuckle, deadly possessive) "No, biwi. Please what?" He leaned in, his breath a sinful caress against her trembling lips. "Please what, baby? Use your words." "Beg me to break you. Beg me to make you mine-completely-until even your soul moans my name." His grip tightened, his fingers tracing fire down her skin. "Say it-" Her: (shuddering, surrendering) "Yours..." His lips hovered, his voice a dark whisper, laced with devotion and madness. ________________________________________ "You are the prayer my soul has bled for through lifetimes." "The flame my darkness bows before." "The only truth my chaos kneels to." "And now, biwi, you are bound to me-not by fate, not by destiny-by me." This isn't just dominance. This is obsession, possession, destruction, and worship-wrapped in the most sinful kind of love. Get ready to step into a world where love turns lethal, obsession burns wild, and surrender is the only escape.

𝗠𝗔𝗙𝗜𝗔 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘- ❝𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕 𝚒𝚗 her 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚘𝚊𝚕 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚗 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚜,❞ ● 𝗞𝗜𝗠 𝗧𝗔𝗘𝗛𝗬𝗨𝗡𝗚 ╰─▸A soft, kind yet cold billionaire or that's what people thought of him, was hiding his darkest side under the angelic face. An untouchable man, never liked presence of women around, more specifically never found interest to invest his time in women till the age of 29, caught his interest in single mother. the pure, innocent and wounded soul. ❝𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀 𝐎𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐁𝐔𝐓, 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐒~❞ ● 𝗝𝗘𝗢𝗡 𝗬/𝗡 ╰─▸The dead 20 yrs old soul tented by many scars given by her abusive husband and stepparents. she lost the ray of smile since early teen, force to mature and trained to bare pain started smiling hearing the giggles of her 8 months old daughter. She was living her life with the purpose to raise her little gem with the only intention to protect her from this cruel world. Her little daughter. Ava. ☆ The journey of conquering her desert heart with his dead one. He was writing fairy tale for two angels despite being the demon of his own tale. Will he heal her, or she will paint his dead, scar filled world with colors? [ The fatherly side of Taehyung for the Ava as well as the tender temptation to get yn will be seen, with madness and obsession in him.] CONTENT -mafia romance -morally grey ML -single mother -age gap -slow burning - dark theme

They warned you about men like him. The kind that didn't knock, they kicked the door down. The kind whose name was whispered in alleyways and feared even behind closed doors. A man whose presence silenced rooms and whose gaze could leave bruises. Jeon Jungkook wasn't just powerful, he was power and he didn't chase, he commanded. He didn't ask, he took. And the city? It belonged to him long before you ever crossed his path. You had no business being in his world. But fate never cared for logic, it cared for impact, and the night you looked him in the eye and said "No", you set a monster on fire. He tried the easy way with money, with charm and presence. But you, with your defiant stare and soft, stubborn lips, weren't like the women who moaned his name behind closed doors and forgot it by morning, you resisted him. And that? That was your first mistake. He didn't fall in love, yet, of course. He fell into obsession, and obsession is never gentle. So he gave you a choice: marry him... or your family disappears from the face of the earth. You thought he was bluffing, until the locks clicked and your world shrank into the walls of his mansion, silk sheets and steel doors, until his name replaced yours in every corner of your life. But here's the thing about Jungkook. He never lied to you, he told you he wouldn't hurt you, and he didn't. He just owned you entirely. Heart, soul, body-claimed, caged, worshipped. You were the fire he could never hold without getting burned, but he held you anyway. Because monsters don't let go of what they love, they protect it and cage it. And when the world tries to take it away... They burn it all down.

She was chaos. He was control. And fate decided they would suffer for loving each other. In their past life, a prince and princess were lovers torn apart by a curse - she died alone, and he lived with the guilt of not reaching her in time. Reborn in the present as enemies, destiny plays its twisted game again. The curse of the two lovers to become enemies. Y/n is a trouble-magnet, wild and unpredictable - and Jungkook is the cold, grumpy boy who somehow ends up saving her every single time. He hates how instinctive it feels to protect her. She hates how easily he gets under her skin. They don't remember each other... But their souls do. Every fight feels familiar. Every touch feels dangerous. Every argument feels like longing disguised as hatred. Is Jungkook protecting her because he cares - or because something darker forces him to? One thing is certain: "If the curse wants to separate them again...he will burn fate itself before he loses her again. " ___________________________________________ " You grumpy , stop right now..!! " Y/n's voice made Jungkook stopped and turned to face her " I'm gonna confess something. something real... " She paused and the next words made Jungkook eyes widen " I checked my schedule and I will make you pregnant by this Christmas.. " Taehyung choked and spit the water on Jimin's face hearing the girl's words. ___________________________________________ Sunshine X grumpy vibes Haters to lovers Childish girl X mature men Possessiveness and jealous ' Hates her but can't let her go out of his sight' #1 in dumb - 18/1/26 #2 in dumb -29/11 #5 in funny romance - 8/11 #8 in jjkff - 8/11