"𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔?" She screamed, shaking in her bridal attire, while aiming the gun at him. But he didn't answer, he just stepped closer until he was facing her. "𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐮𝐧 𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐮𝐦" she repeated, this time louder "And how dare you bring me here?" His gaze didn't waver, spitting out nothing more than a half-answer "Tumhare baap ki barbaadi" Her breath hitched. "Did you hear me?" his voice dropped, cold and precise. "Tumhare baap ki barbaadi hoon main" For a second, everything felt still but suddenly he reached for the gun and before she could react, he grabbed front of the gun...and pressed it against his own head. Her eyes widened. "What ar..are you doing-" "Go on" he cut her off, staring straight into her eyes. "Chalao goli" ------------------------------------------------------ "Why do you look at me like that?" she whispered, fingers trembling in her lap. He didn't blink. "Like what?" "Like I belong to you" He stepped closer, his voice low...steady..almost gentle. "You do" "I'm not something you can own." "I know." His thumb brushed her cheek, slow enough to make her shiver. "and that's what makes it interesting..is not it? because loving you normally was never an option for someone like me." [𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙫𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨, where this 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙜𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙨, 𝒘𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒆𝙧𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝙤𝒏𝒂𝙡 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝙣𝒔𝙞𝒕𝙮, leaving you shaken, breathless...and caught in a connection where one heart had already surrendered, while the other only knew how to fight it, until even denial started to feel dangerously fragile]

Rehan Ali Khan (32) You're forever caged with me cherry. Misha Siddiqui (21) Please husband, cage me forever in this hell. ___________________________________________ Obsession begins where freedom ends. True affection allows the other person to exist independently, as a separate consciousness. But obsession refuses this separation. It seeks to collapse the distance between "self" and "other," not through understanding, but through control. The obsessed mind does not ask, "Who are you?"-it insists, "You are only mine." The more intense the obsession, the less the other person is truly seen. Their autonomy, desires, and flaws are erased, replaced by an idealized or feared version created by the mind. In this sense, obsession is not a relationship-it is a monologue disguised as devotion. Where obsession clings, love lets go. Where obsession consumes, love understands. And where obsession demands, love allows. Rehan's obsession, forbidden desire will forever cage Misha. In the end, fate may not be about what is destined, but about what we do with what is given. Read the full story to know more about Rehan and Misha. ___________________________________________

Ananya Mehra: A 23-year-old woman, Last year MBBS student currently doing her internship .she embodies the qualities of being 'hot, cute beautiful, sexy, and bold' simultaneously. She is a beautiful creation of God. Residing in Dehradun and loved by all her family members. She is a 'beauty with brains' and 'dirty minded with an innocent face,' a devotee of 'Shree Krishna' . Shreyansh Rawat- A 26-year-old man, well-known as a businessman to world and as a 'devil' in the underworld. For him, there is no existence of the word 'mercy.' Terms like 'cold, sexy,, and dominating' are used to define him. He is a devotee of 'Mahadev,' and he resides in Dehradun. We say opposites attract. Let's see how they actually attracted. Join this journey with me of Ananya and Shreyansh. I have poured my heart in this novel and I would appreciate it if you give this novel a chance, It won't disappoint you I promise. This novel contains mature content 18+, mention of blood violence, mafia stuff, curse words, BDSM, this novel is a slowburn so you will encounter many intense scene. I do not support cheating and violence against women or abuse, also this is fictional world, far away from reality my any scene is not meant to trigger any of your trauma or feelings, if it does I am personally sorry for your hurt. If you find my any scene similar from any other novel I don't know but I don't copy, I do read novel myself but I do not copy, neither do I have any intention of copying anyone's hard work. I won't tolerate any unnecessary hate for my main characters. I think it's enough rest we will talk in the novel, thank you for your time, I hope you enjoy my work.

[COMPLETED] She was just a girl in a school uniform. He was a man drenched in power, blood, and secrets. Tanya Sikhawat, 18 and full of dreams, never expected her simple life to collide with Shivansh Rajvansh-a cold, calculated mafia king who never believed in love. But one accidental encounter, one innocent glance, and she unknowingly awakens something in him... something dangerous. To the world, he's heartless. To her, he's a stranger. But to himself-she's already his. He watches her from the shadows. Follows her routines. Silently claims her without a word. And when Tanya finally senses the darkness creeping closer... it's already too late. She's not ready for his world. But he's not letting her go. A twisted love story between a man who never wanted to feel... And the girl who made him feel everything.

She has no name. No memories of a mother. No world beyond the forest. Raised by a quiet old woman and the silence of trees, she learns life through seasons, wounds, and the moon. When an eclipse marks her eighteenth year, the forest is all she has ever known. Until the most dangerous man in Italy finds her. Antonio De Luca is a mafia king-cold, ruthless, and feared by all. He speaks to no one, kills without hesitation, and believes innocence does not survive in his world. But she does not fear him. Taken from the forest and into a life she does not understand, she must learn the human world through the eyes of a child-while Antonio faces a truth he never expected. What if the girl he rescued was never meant to be lost... but hidden? A princess from another mafia perhaps?

Some stories are written in blood. Some sins are sacred. Aradhya Rathore - orphaned by fate. Raised by her mother's family, yet never truly accepted. She lives in a house full of people... but none she can call her own. Surrounded by tradition, drowned in silence, she learned early that love was a word people used but never meant. Shravansh Thakur - cold, calculating, and dangerously calm. A devout Bhole Nath follower raised with one purpose: to destroy the family that took away the only person he ever loved. He doesn't believe in hearts, only in revenge... until Aradhya is forced into his world. A marriage wrapped in lies. Two souls bound by a past soaked in blood. And a truth waiting to set fire to everything they touch. ______ "I hate you... I hate your presence near me," she whispered, voice trembling, eyes burning with defiance. He stepped in, close enough to taste her breath. "And I hate myself... for loving the way your lips move when you lie to me." ______ Coming soon. A story where love is a weapon, and desire is the sweetest sin. Aradhya: His Sacred Sin - where devotion meets destruction.

Two rival Mafias pull each other's sisters into forbidden relationships to gain the upper hand. ♡____♤ Two mafia rivals. Two sisters who were never meant to be part of their war. Siya falls for a man who feels too real to be a lie. Charming. Dangerous. Addictive. But she doesn't know... he's the very enemy of her brother. And he knows exactly who she is. Rukmini isn't blind. She knows the man she craves will never love her. Knows she's nothing more than a habit he refuses to quit. Yet she stays... even when it destroys her a little more every time. One love is built on deception. The other survives on pain. In a world of power, blood, and betrayal- feelings are weaknesses. Trust is fatal. And when the truth finally comes out... they won't just lose love. They'll lose everything. {REDEMPTION ARC} {⚠️ MATURE CONTENT Contains strong language, drug use, and graphic violence. This story features problematic characters and mentions of trauma. Reader discretion is advised} Tropes: She fell first he fell harder. Brother's Enemy Slow Burn Mafia Romance Rival Mafia Families Enemies to Lovers (Twisted Version) Forbidden Romance Dark Romance Angst Fake love Unrequited Love Morally Grey Characters Toxic Love Multi couple

Esha Arora, the top model of NYC. A siren, blessed with the face of a goddess and cursed with a past that she can't escape. After losing her parents five years ago in a tragic car crash which happens to be planned, what will happen when New York's best cyber security firm's owner Aarav Rai Singhania offers a mutual benefit agreement? He finds her parent's murderer but in return, she carries his child. But why did Aarav choose Esha when he could've gotten anyone? Just because she's the top model of NYC and matches his status? Or there's more to it? but the main question is will the agreement benefit them or shatter their lives?

In a world where power is everything, love is the deadliest illusion. She was meant to be nothing more than a pawn-a daughter who smiled on command, a woman who played her role. But behind her delicate façade lies a storm waiting to break. He took everything from her. Now, she will take it all back, piece by piece, until his empire is nothing but ashes. He was never meant to belong. An outsider, a bastard, a man they all overlooked. But he watched. He learned. And when he found her, the girl from his past-the only light in his darkness-he vowed she would be his. A marriage that was never meant to be. A game where trust is a myth, and betrayal is inevitable. She thinks she's in control. She doesn't realize-she's always been his to ruin... or to protect. When the masks fall and the knives come out... Who will truly win?

COMPLETED ON SCROLLSTACK In the wake of her return to her home country, Sara Rajawat wanted only two things: to help her brother achieve his revenge, and get started on her own. In the span of twenty years, she had very meticulously planned out the five cold blooded murders of the five monsters who had stolen the light of the day from her sister's eyes. It's time, for once, she sleeps peacefully now. But then enters Yuvraaj Singh Chauhan, her ex husband, with a set of his own questions, still wearing their wedding ring. In the six months they were married, he had never glanced at her, let alone speak to her. Except for when they fought, with weightless things and hateful words hurled at each other so loud even the palace walls had shuddered. Their marriage was a disaster, and the only sane decision was to walk out of it. So what makes him think she owes him any explanation? But if she knows one thing about her ex-husband apart from being an uptight and the most unempathetic person to ever walk on the face of the earth, then that he's stubbornly in hate with her. She knows nothing about where his hatred stems from, neither does she care. She never did. He is an insignificant fragment of her past, and she wants him to stay as such. But maybe that's exactly what's keeping him hooked to her. Because Yuvraaj Singh Chauhan, for anyone, is unforgettable.