Arav×Isha 💀 He saw me on the metro. Just once. That was all it took. I didn't even notice him. But he remembered everything . Two weeks later, I woke up in a bridal saree, sindoor in my hair, and a mangalsutra around my neck. No pheras. No promises. Just a forced marriage... and a door that wouldn't open. "You're mine now," he whispered. "Even if you hate me for it." I tried to run. More than once. But he always found me. And every time I left, something inside me shattered louder than the door I slammed. I told myself I didn't love him. I swore I hated him. But then... Why does it ache more to leave him... than to stay with my captor? ------------- Honestly, this is my first story. Good or bad, both responses are highly appreciated. 🏆1 in #captive (30/06/2025) 🏆 1 in #touchherandyoudie (28/7/2025) 🏆 2 in #dominace

Twisted obsession-1 37 years old psycho also a mafia is now caged in a hospital with chains. Even devils are scare from him. Murder of his own parents. He wasn't like this always, his past made him a psycho. Doctors used him as lab experiments and he have killed more that 10 doctors now it's her turn. 25 years old she innocent and soft.she came here to heal him but her destiny was something else. In one night she was now caged by chains in his mansion. Raped her, broke her, claimed her. Still she fall in love with him. Now she was confused who he is actually? ⚠️ This story contains dark, obsessive love, mature 18+ romance, twisted games, trauma, and possessive desire. Read at your own risk.

Chandni's dreams were supposed to come true... but her world collapses. Her fiancé runs away, the media waits outside, and her own family's reputation hangs by a thread. With no escape and no strength left to fight, she's pushed into a marriage with Ravi her brother's best friend, India's top neurologist, and a man whose heart stopped beating the day the girl he loved died. Chandni is shattered. Ravi is terrified of love. Neither of them choose this marriage. But fate brings together two people who never believed they deserved happiness. Some marriages start with love. Theirs begins with heartbreak.

COMPLETE 18+👀read at your own risk She was the youngest mistake. The quiet one no one defended. The girl born too small to matter. At nineteen, she has learned how to disappear-how to shrink herself between cruel words, favoritism, and a family that never chose her. Except for one brother who visits too rarely, love has always been something she watches others receive. He is everything she is not. Powerful. Untouchable. Feared. At twenty-five, his name bends the world to its knees. Violence listens when he speaks. Wealth follows his shadow. He was raised to rule, to command, to never soften. Until her. She does not belong in his world. She is too gentle. Too innocent. Too breakable. But once his eyes land on her, the world that ignored her no longer exists. And for the first time in her life- someone chooses her.

COMPLETED - To Evelyn Schubert the thought of having a predetermined soulmate seemed a bit far-fetched. Lucky for her, this was an old practice amongst her kind thousands of years ago and is outdated for a modern-day Lycanthrope. Unlucky for her, her mate is not a modern-day Lycanthrope as she is. When she meets Adam Deveraux, his primitive ways seem almost barbaric. As an Alpha Superior amongst only a council of few others like him, he is a powerful pure-blooded Lycanthrope who is one of the rare still granted assurance of a mate, a role he soon finds filled by an unlikely Evelyn. To Evelyn, the Lycanthrope world has changed: traditions have become outdated, old practices are no longer in play, and she's content with that. But what happens when she gets pulled into a world she thought no longer existed by a man she never thought she would meet? // Story by @MaybeManhattan, Cover by @hesocean Highest Ranking: #2 in Werewolf Featured by @Werewolf and by @Wattpad Trailer can be found in Chapter One

𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐭. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭. Dr. Volkov, a popular psychologist starts treating a damaged young woman, Leona Winters. The line between patient and lover blurs quickly. But when she uncovers the darkness he's been hiding and tries to walk away, he makes sure she never gets the chance.

"I don't play games with rules, Wildcat. I break them. I'll make you scream my name until your throat is raw, and I'll make sure every man who's ever looked at you knows that you are the prize they'll never get to touch. You want to run? Run. You want to fight? Fight. But every time you push me, I'm just going to push back harder until you're begging me to take control. I don't give a fuck about the laws of this university or the rules of your pathetic little life. You're mine, and I'm going to ruin you until you can't remember what it's like to belong to anyone else." - Lucius Whitcroft ____ To the Elite of Ardencrest, Lucius Whitcroft is the Rogue Prince. He is a chaotic, volatile anarchist who treats lives like poker chips and rules like suggestions. He is the master of the underground, and his reputation for violence is only surpassed by his appetite for destruction. To Skye, he is just an arrogant, wealthy prick who needs to be taken down a peg. She is an untouchable scholarship student who learned how to survive by being invisible and refusing to let anyone tie her down. She has absolutely no idea she just challenged a man who is addicted to the thrill of breaking things. Lucius is a monster raised on adrenaline. Fascinated by her cold, blunt rebellion, he hunts her through the dark-not to trap her, but to be devoured by her. He uses his chaotic, crude games to try and force a reaction, expecting her to crumble under his obsession. But Skye does not break. She is the livewire to his explosion. And she is quietly holding a ledger that could see his entire blood-soaked family empire hanged. He isn't ruining her life. She is the only thing keeping him from tearing his own soul apart. And he will burn every bridge, break every bone, and paint every street red just to stay at her feet. __ "The Rogue Prince | 18+" is the fifth book in the Princes of Ardencrest Series.

"You ran, sunshine. Seven fucking years, an ocean, a quiet little life. You thought distance could cure you of me. Sweet thing - I'm the disease. And I don't want the fucking cure either. I took the throne so I could put every camera and every satellite on this planet between you and your next breath. I'll burn London to find the street you live on. I'll tear the Crown off my own head and use it as a key. And when I find you - and I will find you - you can wear that quiet little life like a Sunday dress. I'll peel it off you one slow inch at a time. With my teeth, if I have to." - Asher Rowan _____ To the world, Asher Rowan is the Crown Prince of England - the most photographed man on the planet, with three centuries of bloodline and the entire British intelligence apparatus at his back. To Athena, he is just a boy who read books to her at the back of a public library when they were sixteen. She walked away from him seven years ago. Clean breakup. Calm voice. A lie she swore would die in her mouth. She built a small life in London - paint on her wrists, sunshine in her smile - and told herself she made peace with him. She is about to open her phone, and the world is about to show her his face. He took the throne for one reason. To find her. He expects her to be afraid. He expects her to run. What he does not expect is that the sunshine girl from that library never stopped being his. That she did not leave because she stopped loving him. She left because she loved him too much to let him carry her. He built an empire to hunt her. He took a throne to claim her. And he will burn it all down to drag her back into the only ordinary life he was ever allowed to live. _______ "The Royal Prince | 18+" is the special edition of the "Princes of Ardencrest" Series. {Can be read as a standalone}

A Forbidden Love - Professor-Student Romance "He was the law I was bound to follow, yet the only rule I ever wanted to break." I believed the law was simple, black and white, right and wrong. Until I met him. Zayyan Khan. The man who could twist words into weapons, who carried the courtroom's authority in every step. Clever. Witty. Unpredictable. He was a storm disguised in a tailored suit, a verdict I could never prepare for. He terrified me, challenged me, and yet... he fascinated me more than I dared to admit. ⋆｡°✩ I have seen every kind of opponent-liars, criminals, manipulators. I know how to read people, dismantle them, break them down until there's nothing left but the truth. Law is my game, and I never lose. Until her. Yusra Malik. My student. My brightest mistake. She looks soft-spoken, innocent even. But beneath that quiet voice is fire- blunt, fierce, and untamed. I told myself she was a distraction, a rule I would never break. But every time her eyes lock with mine, every time her sharp tongue cuts through my defenses, I feel the ground shifting beneath me. She isn't just a student. She's a cross-examination I can't win. And the verdict is clear-Yusra Malik will be the only law I'll ever bow to.

Completed on May 29, 2020. ~ "Ap...." (You....) Muntaha couldn't utter anything else as Faris 'shh'ed her. He grabbed her by her shoulders and turned her around. Their eyes met in the mirror and they stood staring into each others eyes for what felt like eternity. Muntaha couldn't handle the heat of his gaze anymore and looked down shyly making Faris chuckle. He moved all her hair to one shoulder and tied the tassel at the back. He then saw the golden neclace lying on the table. He had noticed she never took it off, last night she was wearing this necklace even though she had taken off every other jewellery and makeup which made him hide a smile. He picked up the necklace from the table and tied it around her neck. She, who was continuously looking down with her chin touching her chest, looked up when she felt something cold touching her neck. Her eyes again met his and this time she didn't look down. Actually, she couldn't look down as his grey orbs held her green ones captive. Faris then took something out from his pocket and handed it to Muntaha. She looked at her hand in confusion and realised he put some money in her hand. She questioningly looked back at him who kissed her temple and said, "Apna sadqa de dena." (Give your sadqa.) Crimson tinted her cheeks as he left the room leaving his wife in a whirlwind of emotions. The air around her giggled at the mess of a girl who stared at her husband's back with haya surrounding her. ~ This is a story about an 18-year-old girl Muntaha Saleem trying to follow her dreams. She's managing her grades as a scholarship student of a prestigious medical college. She's a know-it-all with a shy but sweet personality. Throw in Faris bin Zayyad Khan, the male version of beauty with brains. He's handsome, he's smart and he knows that. What happens when the both- the alpha male and the not-so-confident wallflower- are tied together in a knot by fate? This is my first story. Give it a try! :)