𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙏𝙤 𝘽𝙚 𝙃𝙞𝙨 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 "You're a monster," I yelled, tears streaming down my cheeks, my voice echoing in the empty room. And all I received was his face, menacingly morphed into a sinister smile. It crawled up his lips like a shadow taking form, as if he finally found me catching the reality. His head tilted left ways, casting his features in something far crueler than darkness. "Yes I am." He replied. There are two types of monsters - one, that gets furious on being called one, whose words bleed in cruelty, inhumanity and sins. They'll snarl, snap at you, deny but at the end, they'd be humans in their cruelest form. But the other one - they smile on being called a monster. Their smiles are the darkest, unfurling in a slow, cruel silence. And when that smile touches their lips, know that you're never finding your way out of their world. You're already theirs. And I, I'm trapped in his world, the world I once wanted to escape but later on became my home and the only place of comfort. • "I'll break you till each piece has my name. And then, I'll make you like the way I want to see." •

♠️ BOOK ONE OF BRIDE SERIES ♠️ "A Queen doesn't need a King to rule". ZAID EDOARDO D'ANGELO X RAJSHREE RAISINGHANIA ____________________________________________ "REVENGE" That's what he wanted from my elder brother. Everything was going smoothly, I was focused on myself. But He entered in our lives and destroyed all my hopes, dreams like a storm. I never wanted to get married yet I gave myself to this monster whose insanity knows no bounds. My brother had betrayed him and he took me as a peace settlement between two Mafia families. I married him. I hated him from the bottom of my heart, each fcking cells, but maybe all this time I wanted a person like him. The man who makes me forget my past demons while he holds me closer..... ____________________________________________ "MONSTER" I'm sick of hearing this, whole life. Yes I'm a monster whose hands had taken numerous lives but I don't give two fcks because all I wanted is power, to rule the fcking World. Driven by Power and Blood. But for her, I was anything but a monster. My inner monster rests when she put my head over her lap. I never thought I would start killing for a woman. My traitor's sister. I wanted her brother's head because he snatched everything away from me. At first I wanted to use her to torment her brother but plans has changed. Now all I want is her and only her. She was torn between duties as a sister and as a wife, who will she chose....a brother or husband? Witness the journey of Heartbreak, betrayals, passion, obsession, hate, love.... Warning ⚠️ : 18+ content Plagiarism is highly prohibited 🚫

𝐀𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐗 𝐍𝐚𝐢𝐧 She was silk and starlight. He was smoke and sin. Nain Rajvansh-princess of Udaipur, untouched and unaware of the predators that lurked beyond her ivory towers. Sent to Italy to chase dreams, but fate handed her to a nightmare instead. Adair Volkov didn't fall into darkness. He was the darkness-born of it, bred by it, and worshipped like a god in the underworld he ruled. Mafia king. Merciless. Thirty-one and broken beyond repair. A man who didn't believe in softness, only surrender. And the moment he saw her-dancing, glowing, laughing like the world hadn't yet scarred her-he knew. He would steal her. Not her body. Not just that. Her light. Her will. Her soul. Every innocent inch until she begged to be corrupted. "You don't belong here, little princess," he rasped, his breath hot against her neck. "But I'll carve a place for you inside my cage. And I'll lock it from the inside." She should've run. But monsters like him don't chase prey. They lure them. Slowly. Deeply. Until there's no way out but through fire. And she- She walked straight into the inferno. What happens when royalty touches rot? When the devil sets his sights on a goddess and decides to ruin her temple with his bare hands? This isn't love. It's obsession. It's control. And it starts with a whisper... "On your knees, Rajkumari. I want to see how royalty begs."

Serii Joshi 24, just gave her NEET PG exam, and is waiting for her letter of acceptance for the residency in trauma surgery from her dream college. She is the epitome of "woman." She's everything; she's sharp, intelligent, beautiful, and bold; she's feminine; she's messy, she's difficult, and she's soft and kind. She's 5'4" with a decent body. Reyansh Shah 33, Professor of Trauma Surgery and Head of the Department. He saved the hospital's trauma unit. He built it from the remains. Emotionally mature and reserved. He's cold but not with 'his' people. He needs to maintain the cold and reserved image so that his trauma unit runs smoothly. He is very strict, no doubt about that. He's 6'1" with a lean physique. He's built well, but that's all hidden well under his scrubs. How will these two cross their paths? He pulls her flush against his chest and picks her up with ease and puts her on his desk. "You're playing with fire, little one." He says in a low voice, standing in between her legs, his hands resting on her waist. Their foreheads resting against each other. "*Almost professional*? Hmm...professor?" She says with a mischievous glint in her eyes. Ps- long slow burn :) Disclaimer: I have tried to write this as medically accurate as possible, but there might be some mistakes. Also, this is my first time writing, so please be patient with me. Thank you <3 #1🏅 - surgeons #73 🏅 - gore #87 🏅- blood #6 🏅- junior #29 🏅- desi #19 🏅- romcom #6 🏅- resident #1 🏅- lovestory #1 🏅- doctors

Italian X Indian Zyran Russo, the 30 years old cunning and notorious Mafia of Italy, reigns Supreme over his domain with an iron fist. His imposing physique and intimidating aura strike fear into the hearts of his enemies. His dominance forged from a mix of brutal force and cunning manipulations. His empire built upon a foundation of fear, blood and a sweet addiction of power, has severe anger issues and aggressive in nature which is feared by everyone, respects his parents and his brother especially his mother who is literally the epitome of kindness. Vrinda Anand, a 20 years old innocent naive Indian Maiden, from Vrindaban, sensitive and fragile, blessed with angelic features and the most mouthwatering figure, a dehearted devotee of Lord Krishna, came to Italy for further botany studies with her soulmate aka her bestie, who is a human shield for her, Vrinda owns a small yet cozy florist shop as she loves to spend her time with nature and plants, although she came to a foreign country but the love for her culture and country made her carry her culture everywhere she goes, loves to wear Indian clothes especially Saree, has a special place for waistchains.

╭─────────────·͙✧✦ 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 & 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐊 ✦✧·͙─────────────╮ A Dark Billionaire Romance ╰────────────────────────────────────╯ ❝ She was light, and he was the abyss waiting to swallow it whole. ❞ 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐚, 20 - beautiful, delicate, born of warmth and wild dreams. A top student at London's most elite fashion school. A girl who believes in fairy tales, in loyalty, in love that could heal the world. But then came 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢. 27. Billionaire. CEO. A soul stitched in shadows. His smile? Lethal. His gaze? A silent threat. His touch? Possession disguised as passion. He doesn't believe in love. He believes in control. And he always collects what he owns. ❝ You don't walk into my world, dolcezza... You crawl. ❞ ╭───⋆༺༻⋆───╮ 🖤 𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐑... 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐆𝐄. 🖤 ╰───⋆༺༻⋆───╯ He calls her "sweetheart" in a voice dipped in command. He gifts her silk and diamonds - but behind every petal lies a thorn. Amaira finds herself unraveling... not from fear, but from the agonizing thrill of wanting the man who breaks her. He touches without warmth. He speaks in ultimatums. And yet, her heart - foolish and fragile - skips for him. ❝ Now, be a good girl... and don't make me repeat myself. ❞ Amaira: "Family is my priority and my love." Stefano: "In this world, love is the most elegant lie ever told." But when she discovers who he truly is - the secrets buried in his empire, the blood on his name, and the soul he's kept locked in chains... Will she run? Or stay... and burn beside the devil?

Love knows no boundaries, and it can bloom in the most unexpected of places. This is the story of two individuals, from two different worlds, who found love in each other's arms. Flavio Accardi, was a powerful and feared mafia leader from Italy, while Arushi, was a talented fashion designer from India. Their paths crossed when Flavio visited India for a business trip. He was there to check his company but Little did he know that his trip to India would change his life forever 'As an Italian man, I may not possess the exotic charm of your homeland, but my love for you knows no borders, my dear Indian beauty'

This is a Russian man x Indian (Tamil) girl romance story. Megha has always felt that she's not enough for the society, and doesn't meet the beauty standards. She's shy, quiet, and minding her own life. Nikolai is the don of the Russian mafia, a wolf in sheep's clothing. Cunning, dangerous and powerful. When he lays eyes on the seductive woman, Megha in his bar, he knew she has to be his. "моя карамелька" "huh?" She drew her brows together in confusion and tilts her head to meet his gaze. But he doesn't say a word, taking in each of her expression. Confusion, curiosity, a faint smile so subtle, only for him to see. The urge to capture all of her emotions and keep them only to himself, and to destroy every other man who even tries to touch a strand of her hair gets the best of him. Just when a loud gasp leaves her mouth and she opens her mouth to ask what he meant, she feels the warmth of his thumb leaving her cheeks and drag along her jawline so painfully slow, that makes her ache for more. But he is not the prince charming she always dreamt of. She could sense a very strong aura of danger oozing out of him so casually. She wants to run away and go back to her carefully spun cocoon, but he has other plans.. ----------------------------------------------- NEW EPISODES EVERY WEEK (within Friday). WARNING : This book contains mature themes and strong language which may not be suitable for some readers. ROOKIE ALERT!! Heya.. this is my first book and hope y'all (try to) enjoy it. I've read so many over the top, cheesy and dark romance books and thought of writing my own version. Hope you'll enjoy it too..

Abhimanyu X Anika 💋 Indian dark romance tale

Book 1 Of Obsession series . "When power meets chaos, the world bows-or burns." He is the king of the underworld, a Russian mafia ruler feared across continents. Cold, ruthless, and dangerously possessive, he controls his empire with an iron fist and a heart of stone. To him, love is a weakness-one he swore never to indulge in. Until he meets her. She is the ghost of the shadows, a name whispered in fear but never seen. The Indian mafia queen, known for her unmatched brilliance and unshakable power, hides in plain sight, living a double life as an ordinary woman. Her empire is a secret, her enemies many, and her heart locked away. When their worlds collide, it's like fire meeting ice. Sparks fly, tempers flare, and a deadly game begins. But as secrets unravel and identities are exposed, their attraction turns into obsession. He wants her. He needs her. He will destroy anyone who dares to come between them-even if that means burning the world down to claim her. This isn't just a story of love. It's a battle of dominance, a war of minds, and a dance on the edge of madness. In their dangerous game, trust is a luxury, and betrayal is a given. Welcome to a world where passion is as deadly as bullets, and love is the most dangerous weapon of all.