"She wakes up inside a dark romance novel, trapped in a world of secrets, time travel, and fate. No matter how many worlds she crosses, every path leads back to him." A man who controls realities just to keep her trapped in his game. A love story written across infinite worlds... She's his favorite obsession across infinite universes. And maybe... she might not want to escape. A dark, addictive love story written across countless worlds - where the hunter always catches his prey. Dark Romance | Multiverse | Obsessive & Possessive MMC | Time Travel | 18+ Trigger Warning: Explicit content, violence, dark themes, intense obsession, and morally gray (almost black) male lead.

Where hide and seek becomes more than a game He always gives them a head start. Ten minutes to run. Ten minutes to hide. Ten minutes to believe they might escape. No one ever does. When a cryptic message appears on her phone, she thinks it's a joke-until it knows her name... and exactly where she is. Thrown into a game she never agreed to play, she's forced to run from a man who doesn't chase-he waits. Watches. Learns. But this time, something is different. She doesn't break the way the others did. She doesn't follow the rules the way he expects. And for the first time, he's not just hunting-he's intrigued. As the lines between fear and fascination begin to blur, the game twists into something far more dangerous. Because the longer she runs, the more she starts to realize the truth: He could have caught her at any moment. He just chose not to. Now the question isn't whether she can escape... It's whether she ever really wanted to.

"The servants are still awake downstairs. My wife is just down the hall." ​"You shouldn't have come up here tonight," I say, my voice low, a deep baritone that carries a sharp, aristocratic edge. ​"H-Hukum... main toh bas..." I choked out, a hot tear spilling over my lashes as my hands tightly fisted into the simple fabric of my faded cotton tunic (poshak). I looked up into his cruel, handsome face, completely trapped in the golden cage of his desires. (Hukum... I was just...) __________________________________ I want to warn everyone right at the start: this story is extremely dark and contains a lot of disturbing content. If this isn't your cup of tea, please don't read it. I don't want any negative comments, as I have already given you fair warning.

Please ... please...s..sto..stop it...it's hurting "Aaahhh..."..I...I can't bear it any more, please I am begging you... please leave me- Kaveri was crying and pleading to her tormentor to stop but that evil soul was thrusting her brutally without showing any mercy. "LEAVE YOU HUH! just let me completely shatter you just like you have shattered me. Today I will show you who actually I am",... He said clenching his jaw continuing his wild thrust into her. "Wha.what wrong I...I.. have ever done to u that... u are t..torturing me like th..this???",...saying this she started loosing all her senses due to the unbearable brutality. "You have provoked my BEAST now bear the consequences",..He said gripping the hair of Kaveri. ___ "Do you really believe that they could save you from me??? You can't get free from me until you die or I",..Tarush's voice was echoing in Kaveri's mind even in her sleep. That much he had terrorized that poor girl. _________ "For such a sick psychopath like you a special kind of mental asylum is very much needed in this country",..Tarush smirked darkly. "Oh, Don't you worry Mr.Tarush Agarwal. A special one like that is already in making. I will get myself admitted in to that once after beheading your brother and ripping out your guts then use them like garlands around my neck",... Stating this RUDHRA laughed like a person possessed by some evil entity. __________ He twirled her around wrapping his long arms around her exposed waist. Her saree was already discarded and she was only in her underskirt and blouse. "Leave me you crazy man. I hate you",.. She tried to pushed him away but her bosoms were tightly pressed agaisnt his hard chest. "Kaveri!!! You could never hate me",..He kissed her cheek deeply while smirking internally seeing her struggle. "I am your shadow Kaveri",.. He kissed her ear. "You could never get rid of me unless I am dead. And right this moment I am going to claim my rights on you"..Saying this he slammed his lips on her.

"Strip" He said calmly. Eliza eyes widened, she look at him like if she heard wrong. And kevin notice it. "You heard right baby, strip" He said in amusement. ___________________________________________ It's my first day in university I was very happy to start my new journey of my life but i didn't know that i become someone's obsession. He was the biggest bully in the university, no one has the courage to stop him. He is the son of the mafia leader, entire university revolves around him and i became the part of his dangerous world, his obsession. Content warning ⚠️ Bullying Violence and blood Abuse Force relationship Torture Abusive character's Dark romance

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 sad on 5.06.26 #1 sadness on 22nd March 2025 #1 romantic on 13th January 2026

╔═════ஜ۩۞۩ஜ═════╗ Lᴏᴠᴇ & Oʙsᴇssɪᴏɴ sᴇʀɪᴇs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴏɴᴇ ╚═════ஜ۩۞۩ஜ═════╝ Dᴀʀᴋ Rᴏᴍᴀɴᴄe ══════◄••❀••►══════ He brushed my hair away from my tear-streaked face, smiling at my disheveled appearance. "Tell me, little cat, what can you do now?" he asked, fully aware of the answer. My throat was tight, but I managed to whisper, "Nothing." He chuckled darkly. "Correct answer." Then, I felt a cold metal press against my ring finger. I glanced down to see him sliding a ring onto it. My eyes widened at the sight of the delicate silver band-thin and smooth, with a polished finish, adorned with a tiny, round diamond at its center. His blood stained the ring. In simple terms, it was a cage-seemingly straightforward but heavy with meaning. It was a symbol of his power and possession over me; I belonged to him. I began to feel a sense of suffocation, as if the ring were tightening around my throat, but I remained silent while he gently caressed the ring on my finger. "Never take this off," he murmured, bringing my hand to his lips and kissing the ring before brushing each of my knuckles softly, leaving behind a tainted mark. "Now sleep, little cat. A grand punishment awaits you behind the red doors." I closed my eyes, surrendering entirely. Dizziness began to wash over me. I had fought to keep my eyes open, knowing I was on the verge of losing consciousness. But now, it was over. Everything. I let my mind rest for a moment before bracing for another hell. The sound of the rain faded away as I slipped into darkness. ══════◄••❀••►══════ Where death lies, the Leviathan Hart mention. Fall in love but more like suffocation. Luna stewart, a beautiful shaped soul. Trapped in the world of his dark obsession. ══════◄••❀••►══════ Trigger warning- mature sce

"I will touch you, kiss you and fuck you... whenever and wherever I want... Because I own you, my butterfly" "Soon you will crave and beg for my touch and Abhiraaj Raghuwanshi will make sure of this..." Shravya Mehra.... A sweet and kind girl who knew nothing more than love and affection. She was a happy girl living in her own bubble until he came in her life.. Abhiraaj Raghuwanshi... The prince of Bikaner... A cold, cruel and heartless mafia whom everybody feared. He trapped her and caged her in his cage of obsession. Mature warning⚠️.... 18+ content... Story will contain lots of violence and triggering scene, rapes.... If you feel uncomfortable with this, kindly don't read... No English translation... Only hindi.... #1 on King 27/10/2025

By day, I'm a nurse trained to save lives. By night, I belong to a man who takes them. He comes from a world of wealth, power, and blood-bound loyalty. His family is respected, untouchable-nothing that stains them ever makes it to print. To the world, he's a tycoon. To his enemies, a death sentence. I go home to a cozy house, a loving family, a life built on honesty and routine. I believe in healing. In morality. In saving the people placed in my care. He believes in taking what's his. I was never meant to be part of his world, and he never cared. My morals don't soften him. My fear doesn't stop him. And my love only makes him more dangerous. But loving him was never a choice. And leaving him was never an option. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ "You can fight me, scream at me, analyze me until you're blue in the face. It changes nothing. Cry for the man you thought I was. Hate the man I am. But you're not leaving."

At twenty, Ruby is handed over to one of the most feared men in New York's criminal underworld - a cold, ruthless mafia underboss who chose a wife for practicality, not love. Damon expects obedience, silence, and a marriage that fits neatly into the life he already built. Ruby, raised to believe a good wife never causes problems, tries desperately to become whatever he wants her to be. But living with Damon means learning the difference between being protected and being controlled, between being wanted and being loved. And as violence closes in around the Landan family, Ruby may become the one thing Damon never expected to have: something he cannot afford to lose.