A twisted tale of obsession, control, and the kind of darkness that doesn't just haunt you... it 'owns' you. Where manipulation is foreplay, and love is just another weapon. (Mature content ahead! Reader discretion is adviced )

Ayeleen was a passionate doctor, who achieved her dream after many struggles. She was committed to a man whom she loved for seven years, and he loved her too. They wanted to marry each other with their parents permission after they both will get settled and build their carrier. It was the time when she wanted to tell her parents about him and they both could start a new life, but a nightmare changed her life completely and she was forced to marry a man whom she never even knew. This man named Umer was a well settled business man in the city of Dubai, who went to meet his parents in Pakistan. He was a playboy, and always had what he wanted, but was ill mannered and had ill tempered behavior. He got sick during his stay and went to hospital where he met Ayeleen as his doctor. And his lust told him to rip her apart. He forcefully married her, and took her to Dubai. He abused her, assaulted her in every way he wanted. Whenever she protested, tried to stand against him, he ruined her. But she remained faithful and obedient to him until.... she became pregnant, and wanted to bear the child. He asked to abort it. She made a decision, and for the sake of her baby she ran to Pakistan. Running for her baby's life, she knew that he will catch her soon and will kill her. but fate wanted something else. And she started a new life in the city of Islamabad alone, while he was on run to find her. Years passed and he found her but what he saw blew his senses.......

Vengeance- Vengeance is the act of seeking retaliation or retribution for a perceived wrongdoing or harm inflicted upon oneself or others. It often involves a strong desire for justice or punishment against the person or entity responsible for causing pain or suffering. I am virgin "please! leave me ! its hurting ! leave me you bastard" she said tremblingly. This is story of revenge. This story includes mature content which are insufficient for readers below 18.

"He married her to break her. He broke instead." "She was innocent. His love wasn't." ---------------------------------------------------------------------- She thought it was just another arranged marriage. He knew it was the perfect revenge. AARYAN VERMA - cold, powerful, untouchable - returned not for love, but for vengeance. MEHER KAPOOR - soft-spoken, innocent, undeserving of hate - became his perfect target. He blames her for the downfall of his family. She doesn't even know what crime she's paying for. On the night of their wedding, his vows were made of venom. Every word he speaks is a blade, every touch a punishment. But beneath his fury is a man haunted by memories... and a woman who once adored him from afar. When truth shatters his hate, regret will destroy him more than revenge ever could. But will she still be there to forgive the man who ruined her?

Monsters don't hide under the bed anymore....atleast her's didn't. He sleeps with her, beside her, in her bed. They do not have horns and fangs anymore....atleast her's didn't. He was the most beautiful thing she ever saw. They are not all about hating you.....atleast her's wasn't. He loved her... beyond the definition of human love. He loved her more than humanly possible. He loved her a bit too much... Excerpt "Ahh," he pulled her up fisting her hair in his grip. She let out a yelp as her back banged into his jeep. Her eyes were on his, and his was screaming rage. He grabbed her jaw. "Say it again," he said. "I-I will always be y-yours," she repeated. "Say it with my name."I-I am y-yours Shahzain," Sitara said, and he leaned more into her. His grip around her jaw loosened, and his hand cupped her cheek and pulled open her naqab. He rested his forehead on hers. "You are Sitara. You are mine. Just mine...." His lips engulfed her's and his hands traveled to her waist. He pulled her closer to her, eating up the tiniest bit of space they had in between. He gripped his shoulders tightly as a reflex. Just like his eyes, his kiss was dominating too, making every breath of Sitara submit to him.

She is just a girl who wants a life where no pain exists but life has another one planned for her. Afsana Bansal was getting married with Isharth Purohit but on the wedding day he was gone. She married her elder brother Dhritaansh Purohit who was mysterious , toxic and rich. She had no idea that her destiny and she was her self claimed by a devil. ---------- Afsana took a deep breath and said, "Can I join college again? Just a month before the wedding, Papa had stopped me from going, but now can I-" She was about to say more when suddenly a soft cry escaped her lips. She immediately looked at her hand. Dhritansh's grip on it had become much stronger than before. He was looking at her without any expression. Afsana quickly looked at him and said, "Dhritansh ji, what are you doing? It's hurting me." Dhritansh replied in the same tone, "What were you saying?" Afsana wasn't even focused on speaking anymore. She kept looking at her hand, trying to free it. Finally, she shouted, "Dhritansh ji, stop it!" Dhritansh seemed to snap out of it all of a sudden. He looked at her hand and said, "I'm sorry, Gulabo. I'm really sorry." Saying that, he gently kissed her palm and looked back at her face. Afsana stared at him in surprise. Dhritansh placed his hand on her cheek and asked, "Did it hurt too much?" -----------