˙⋆✮ 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅. ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── "Bataiye, kon hai hum aapke?" she cried, broken. In two strides he reached her, grabbed her arm, and turned her around sharply, pulling her into his arms. His arms locked around her trembling body as if he'd never let her go. "Jaan ho tum meri," He whispered harshly against her hair, hugging her tighter as she wept into his chest. *************** Three fucking years since she left. And yet, it feels like yesterday. I didn't stop her. I watched her pack. Silent. Cold. Pretending like I didn't care. Like her walking out of the door wasn't tearing something apart inside me. Maybe I thought if I didn't beg, if I didn't plead, I'd come off stronger. But all I did was let the only woman I ever loved slip through my fingers. And every goddamn day since, I've been living with that choice.

Trapped in a marriage she never wanted, she finds herself bound to a man who has everything-power, wealth, and a face that could make any heart race-except the ability to love. Cold, ruthless, and emotionally barricaded, he sees their marriage as nothing more than another duty on his long list of responsibilities. At just 26, life has hardened him into an unfeeling force, leaving no space for warmth or affection. But she refuses to be just another obligation. As their worlds collide, the tension crackles-hatred, passion, and an undeniable pull. Will she break through his icy walls and make him feel something, or will she walk away, finding love in the arms of someone else... or something far more dangerous?

"I. Will. Not. Fuck you..." He pulled me against his chest. There was no lust in his eyes, not even a hint of tease,until he smirked. "What I'll do with you is called love-making. I'll worship you like my goddess... Jaan." But the need,the desire in me,didn't even consider his words. I bit my lip and, pulling him dangerously close, I spoke, "But I'll fuck you... claim you... make you mine... until you beg for mercy. Until you scream my name, Mister Husband." And with that, my lips crashed against his. Clothes between us were discarded, bare bodies colliding, moans filling the space as I rode him. It was our first time..something I never knew I always needed. I needed him. He became my addiction. My everything. Every breath, every thought... I wanted to claim, ruin, and just keep him close to me. He is 37. She is 23. He's a virgin..she's not. He knows the world through his business files: calm, poised, and disciplined. She's the fire meant to burn his calm away-the chaos he never saw coming, the goddess he'll learn to worship. Trapped in a marriage that began as a business deal, both were prisoners of circumstance... Until desire broke every wall and love rewrote every rule. It isn't just a love story. It's a tale of possession, passion, and devotion. Where desire burns deeper than sin and love dares to cross every boundary. ✨ His Mrs. Ranawat ✨ Tropes: • Age Gap • Marriage of Convenience • Dark Romance • She Fell First, He Fell Harder Note: This story contains highly descriptive sexual intimacy. With not so sweet and timid. But a sharp and dominating female lead. If you are here searching for perfect characters..This isn't a place for you! Rated: MATURE THEME ©2025 Gauri0320

╰┈➤𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤-2 𝐎𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 Abhigyaan Singh Rathore - the youngest son of the powerful Rathore family - is the charismatic CEO of Rathore Empire. Known for his charm, wit, and hacker's mind, he's the sunshine that lights up every room.But behind that easy smile hides a man haunted by silence - the silence left by his Chand, the girl who once made him believe in love again. He never believed love was meant for him...Until she proved him wrong. Vidhi Khandelwal, the youngest daughter of the rival Khandelwal family, is a classical dancer - graceful, innocent, and sheltered. To her family, she's a fragile glass doll, a pawn in a game she doesn't understand.Unaware of their hidden motives, she's sent to the same college as their enemy's son - and fate does the rest. They fall in love, unaware of the truth that ties their bloodlines together. Until one cruel misunderstanding destroys everything they ever had. Their love was soft.Their love was pure.But in a world built on hate and legacy - their love became their sin. She taught him to love.She made him feel like he belonged.And then... she left. He turned his devotion into obsession - and this time, she will pay for every heartbeat he lost. Because his love was never gentle. It was suffocating. It was possessive. It was his sin

Entering to the room he pinned me to the door and I was horrified my his sudden drag. "Hmm .... To kya kehe rahin thi app niche" He asked pinning my both hands above my head with his one hand and other hand making pattern on my exposed waist giving me goosebumps. "Abb mujhe app ko bata na padhe ga ki app kon ho, Let me teach you" he said digging his face in my neck. He was making slow pattern with his tongue and by now I can feel wetness in my core and thousands of butterflies were dancing inside my stomach. He then pinched the side of my belly earning a moan from me "Anhnhnn." "O god it sounds heaven biwi jaan" he said keeping his face on the crook of my neck ___________________________________________ Two strange souls are bounded by the bound of marriage . Join on the story of ABHIMAAN RAICHAND - The CEO of RAICHAND GROUPS AND CO. . A 29 years old , who is the king of business world as well as mafia world. Girls throw themself on him but he cares less and thinks all are just behind this money and are typical gold diggers. A typical cold , ruthless male protagonist .Loves and cares for his family like anything. A man with a horriable past. RUHANIKA VERMA - A 24 year sweet and calm girl. SHE never got the love and the care she deserves for being the only girl of the VERMAS . WHAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN THESE TWO WILL COLLIDE IN FORM OF A ARRANGE MARRAIGE ? WILL THE TWO BE ABLE TO OVERCOME THE FEAR AND EXPRESS EACH OTHER? ALL RIGHTS RESERVED !!!

Update schedule - In every 3rd day of the last update. Dark Indian fantasy This story is based on the 1950s when society was male dominated, women were not allowed to open their mouth or share their views. At that time, illegal marriages , domestic violence, and everything were normal. Men were even allowed to marry multiple times. At that time, girls were not allowed to study . Thakur Vijayendra Singh - head of 55 villages in Rajasthan, 30 yrs old, hotty , the most handsome guy of the whole village, and most wanted bachelor. He is a man who commanded attention without a word. Standing tall at 6'2ft, his broad shoulders and strong frame carried the weight of generations. His presence alone was enough to silence a room, his dark, kohl-rimmed eyes holding an intensity that could pierce through the bravest of men. A faint tilak marked his forehead, a reminder of the lineage he carried with unshaken authority. Dressed in an off-white kurta, a finely embroidered shawl draped over one shoulder, and leather riding boots, he looked every bit the powerful ruler he was. His black horse, Raunak, galloped through the golden sands, dust swirling behind him as he rode through his lands like an emperor surveying his kingdom. Aaradhya Rathore - The Untamed Flame Aaradhya was like a delicate flame-small, bright but capable of burning everything in her path. At 18 years , 5'3ft, her petite frame held a spirit far larger than the world allowed her. Long, waist-length black hair swayed behind her like a silk curtain, strands escaping to frame her delicate face. Her hazel eyes, lined with dark kohl, held a quiet defiance, a fire that refused to be tamed despite the world's expectations. There was an innocence to her beauty, but also stubbornness, an untamed spirit hidden beneath layers of silk and gold. #1 sadness on 22nd March 2025

ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴄʀᴜᴇʟ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛʀᴀɢɪᴄ ɪɴᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛ, ʜᴇʀ ʟɪꜰᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ ᴀ ᴄᴀɢᴇ-ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴀ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀꜰᴜʟ ᴍᴀɴ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴꜱ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ʜɪꜱ. ᴛʀᴏᴘᴇꜱ :- • ᴅᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴇʀᴏᴛɪᴄᴀ • ᴠɪʟʟᴀɢᴇ ꜰᴍᴄ × ɴʀɪ ᴍᴍᴄ • ꜱᴜʙ/ᴅᴏᴍ ᴅʏɴᴀᴍɪᴄ • ᴍᴏʀᴀʟʟʏ ɢʀᴇʏ, ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʟᴇᴀᴅ • ꜱᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ʏᴇᴛ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢ ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʟᴇᴀᴅ • ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ ᴋɪɴᴋ • ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ᴘʀᴏxɪᴍɪᴛʏ

Arnav ♡ Aakriti ~ Aakriti Saxena's Age 19. A delicate soul wrapped in innocence, Aakriti is a BBA first-year student with dreams bigger than the sky-but wings clipped by her circumstances. She is beautiful, soft-spoken, emotional, and painfully shy. After the tragic death of her parents, she was forced to live with her uncle and aunt, who treat her like an unpaid servant. She bears the weight of their cruelty with silent strength. Despite everything, her heart is pure, and her emotions run deep. Little does she know, her life is about to take a shocking turn when fate entangles her with the coldest man she's ever met... But will she melt his heart-or lose herself in the fire? Arnav Singhania Age 27 Tall, intense, and dangerously attractive. Arnav is the CEO of AS Industries and secretly rules the underworld with an iron fist. Cold-hearted and emotionally detached, he lives in shadows, hiding pain beneath power. When Aakriti slapped him during an unexpected encounter, she unknowingly woke the storm inside him. Driven by revenge and haunted by a forgotten past, Arnav forcefully marries her-to punish, possess, and control. But destiny has its own plans... because Aakriti reminds him of something. Of someone. And for the first time, his frozen heart begins to tremble. But is it love... or obsession? ~ But can two broken souls heal each other... or will love get lost between revenge and redemption? Will fate bring them closer-or will their pasts tear them apart forever? ~ Dive into a story of intense emotions, slow-burn romance, and dark secrets where love is not a choice... it's a war. _____________________________________________

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.

~Book 1 of Moon Historicals(Destiny Series) "If I can make you blush like that then surely I am shameless" said the man who saved me from being burned alive and married me. Abhyudit known as the ruthless monster had his eyes on the naive girl, his white rose who was unaware of his actions. Chandrali's fiancee is killed and she is humiliated but the monster, her saviour comes to her aid. But is this all the way it seems or does the monster had other motives? Will the rose be withered or will it bloom? Is this marriage a deception or is it a fairytale? Find out in the story. This story contains mature content and mature themes. Please be mindful before reading. The story does not have any resemblance to the real world in terms of names, people and places. Tropes King x common girl Dominant x submissive Destiny Ruthless male lead Naive female lead