"Politics isn't merely about power; it's about wielding influence with finesse, orchestrating the dance of nations on the world stage." ••• Welcome to a tale that echoes through the luxurious enclaves of the capital to its very downtrodden streets. Trayaksh Dev Khatri, a man of formidable ambition and unwavering resolve, gets entangled with Ananya Sen, a young woman with dreams as vast as the sky and a heart as tender as a daisy. Their destinies intertwine through an arranged marriage, orchestrated by Trayaksh's formidable grandmother. A single encounter is all it takes. Just one. Thus, the heavens set its own fate by uniting the two--no room of regret anymore. And so, a feral obsession begins. "People assume it's her tears that ignite my rage," A scornful chuckle left his lips. "Fools." He uttered with a menacing sneer. "It's the slightest shadow of discontent on her face, a single disheveled golden curl, a gaze that holds anything but sheer delight. Tears? They're the tipping point where I lose all restraint and set the world ablaze, turning the heavens to cinders." His declaration ended with a dangerous, chilling air, his eyes glinting lethally like shards of ice. Venture into a world where politics meets passion, blurring the lines between light and darkness within the tumultuous embrace of destiny. ARC I : His Feral Obsession ••• Now available with English Translations. ••• BEST RANKINGS #1 Chief Minister #1 Prime Minister #1 He fell First and Harder #1 Obsessive Husband #1 Possessive Husband #1 Possession #1 Elite #1 Ruthless #1 Influential #1 Wealth #1 Politics #1 Wattpad Authors #1 Wattpad Indian Story #3 Forced Proximity #5 Dark Love #5 Doting #6 Dark Romance #7 Desi ••• ⚠ WARNING : This story contains mature content including strong language and depictions of violence that may not be suitable for some readers. Reader's discretion is advised. •••

This emotional drama follows Anika, a sweet-natured woman who marries Aadheer Rajput, a cold Mumbai billionaire dangerously obsessed with her. His love is a possessive madness; he controls her every move, isolates her from the world, and even threatens their future when she becomes pregnant. The story is a intense journey through his destructive jealousy, her trapped despair, and the difficult, painful path they must walk-through therapy, family intervention, and the transformative power of becoming parents-to somehow forge his terrifying obsession into a love that can truly be called happy. ✨ "Thank you for reading this description! 💖 If you enjoyed it, don't forget to check out the full story. Your support means a lot-thank you!" ✨

"Your father's hand was just a warning," he whispered, his voice cold as ice. "The next bullet goes in his head. So, tell me, Priya... will you marry me?" He killed a man for talking to me. He shattered my father's hand for saying no. To save my family, I agreed to marry the monster. But my "yes" was a lie. I'm using this year to plan my escape. If he finds out, we're all dead. This is a story of terrifying obsession, fierce family love, and one girl's desperate fight for freedom.

An adventure Seth did not think he would experience in his dreams. She became his poison yet she was still his antidote. He unintentionally hinders one of her business deals. She finds out who it was and immediately teaches them not to cross her. In the moment of punishment she finds herself wanting him more and more. She rid him of his innocence the day she made him hers. She owned him using him as a toy. A toy she did not want to give up. She became emotionally dependent on him She secretly loved when he talked back but she'd never admit it. Her ego was bigger than his dick. Seth wanted her and he wanted her dominance he loved her ways and loved her body even more. He fell for her, he became a monster just as she was. Somewhere along the way love finds it's way to Lezabel. The woman considered to be Satan learned to love. ⤜⤜⤜ "well you see, you stopped my deal from happening so you have to compensate me for it" "how much?" I ask her "not how much.....how long?" she pulls my chair back making room for her to straddle me. "how long is your dick Seth?" this woman made me hard just by her power. Who knew I loved being dominated. This book isn't fully edited just yet but I hope you enjoy it.

The story is set in ummm.. Wait, this time it's the modern world. A normal girl forced to marry a mafia man with dark past. Very basic, right? Just one detail. The girl is an avid dark romance reader and calls him Sunshine from their first meeting i.e. their wedding day. Oh! And the man? He is the usual grumpy cold blooded male lead who likes his guns, sunglasses and cigarettes but he loves his new addiction more. So let the tale begin.. ☆Warning :This story is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. It contains mature themes (like sex, blood, violence etc). I do not promote anything, it's all fictitious and just for the sake of entertainment. Readers discretion is advised.

Vihaan's POV The more you run from me, the worse I'll. become for you, jaan. Anayra's POV I'll run away from you, no matter what. happens next. ~ DESCRIPTION ~ "Please... let me go," she cried, her voice trembling as she struggled in his grip. Her small hands pushed against his chest, but his hold only tightened. Vihaan stood there, expressionless-his face a mask of cold dominance. "Never," he said, his voice low and final. Without another word, he dragged her closer to the sacred fire burning before the idols of Radha and Krishna. The flames flickered, casting shadows that danced over their faces. As he began taking the vows, his hand locked around hers, her tears streaming down like shattered pearls. She kept wiggling, crying, begging-but his resolve never wavered. When the final vow was taken, she looked at him through blurred eyes, hatred lacing her trembling voice. "I hate you," she whispered, before her body gave in and she collapsed-unconscious in his arms. For a long moment, Vihaan just stared at her pale face, a dark calm settling over his features. Then, with a faint, twisted smile, he murmured, "And I'm obsessed with you." He carried her out, placing her gently on his lap as he sat inside the car. His fingers brushed against her tear-stained cheek, his voice dropping to a possessive whisper. "You're mine... only mine." No one could have imagined that one day, she would be bound to someone like this-forcefully, fatefully, irrevocably.

"𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕨𝕟𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 , 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖" ----------------------------------------------------------------- "Neither she loves you nor she belongs to you" her ex fiancee shouted in anger. He stood up from his king-like chair and walked towards him in a casual demeanor...."But she moans my name pretty loudly at night!" He hissed near his ear in a devilish smirk!!!! "Why are you doing this Kabir...you are playing with her , you don't , in fact you can't love anyone" he said being heartbroken by his previous statement. Tck...tck ...tck....he laughed like a devil and said..." You are right I don't love her in fact I don't love anyone...but that has nothing to do with me having her in my bed , under me ,at my mercy and you know the best part , you my dear baby brother can't do anything about it!!! Follow this journey of madness and possessiveness !!!! Highest rank🥇 #1 in Wattpad #1 in maturethemes

She argued like it was a sport. He flirted like losing was part of the game. The worst part? Everytime she got mad, he fell a little harder.

"𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒎𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒊 𝒎𝒐𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇." I was born untouchable-the dangerous daughter of one of the most feared men in the city. And then there's Elias Cross. My personal bodyguard. Six-foot-four. Handsome. Strict. Forbidden in every way that matters. It started as provocation. Now it's obsession. He's supposed to keep his hands to himself. But I will make sure it's impossible for him to not touch me because, Elias Cross was mine the moment he laid eyes on me.💋 👑 HIGHEST RANKINGS 👑 #1 in bodyguard- 29/01/26 #1 in action-romance - 08/02/26