Kᴀʜᴀɴɪ Mᴇʜʀᴀ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐊𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈 (𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲) 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧 "𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐈𝐍" 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝" 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝! 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧...!? 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐀 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 . . . 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞....𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭....𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐤𝐞.... 𝐈𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 3 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 . . . 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫!

***The story may unfolds at a slow pace, allow the readers to engage with it at their own rhythm, following its natural progression.*** ************************************ Ayesha, Ayesha was the name of Murad's sister's. She does not live with them, she had left home a long time ago and neither she will be welcomed in this house again. How much embarrassment his family had to face the day his sister ran away from her Nikkah. Only to know that she married to a non-Muslim man. And that man was none other than Mustafa's wife Chhaya Singh Rathore's brother, His own wife Mr Murad Ahmet Mustafa's wife. Chaya was setting up her pillow and and blanket as the soft tinkling of her bangles echoed in the stillness, she tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear. The nuptial chain adorned her neck. Her figure, graceful, the kind many would desire, she adjusted the long, light pallu of her saree over her shoulder, which seemed to perpetually slip off, as if mocking her attempts to keep it in place, when suddenly she felt as though someone was staring at her. She turned to find Mustafa on bed, her devoted husband, gazing at her with affection. Detect the subtle sarcasm in his expression, she gave a slight snicker as she returned to her work. ...... The slap echoed through the air, its sharpness leaving Mustafa motionless, He looked at the woman who dared, her face flushed with rage, her anger evident in every feature. She took a step back, before she could pull away he gripped her neck and savagely forced his lips onto hers, leaving a brutal mark of dominance and then he released her. A second slap slammed into his cheek, sting lingering. Without pause, he brutalised her once more silencing her resistance in a single, overpowering motion. ************************************ This is my first time writing a story. #1 ranking out of 16k in cry #2 rank in temple #3 home rank out of 36.6 k Stories #1 freedom out of 17k #54 ranking out 134k in hate

Anokhi...an 18 years old girl who possess the beauty of a nymph. She was living a happy life with her mother and stepfather but seems like someone has cast an evil eye on Anokhi's little happy family. She lost her everything just within a single day. Her mother, stepfather who loved her like his own child ,both of them were snatched away from the innocent Anokhi , leaving her alone in the clutcher of an evil ,Who is none other than her step uncle . Will Anokhi fight for her justice and rights or will be forever stuck in this nightmare? Disclaimer: This story contains rape scenes and few abuse scenes so if you're not comfortable reading it then please don't read , this is not a love story. Also English isn't my first language , so you may see lot of grammatical errors. Please ignore them . I hope you all will enjoy the story. Thank you!

⚠️ TW : contains violence

You've always heard the story of an innocent girl falling for the school bully. Sweet.Shy.Soft-spoken. But have you ever heard the story,Of a Queen Bee? This isn't about the fragile girl in the corner.This is about Muskan Kapoor- Blonde curls, blue eyes, and a pink obsession.Feared in the halls of Regal Crest Academy, she's the girl everyone wants to be...Or avoid. The daughter of elite business moguls Vikram and Ariana Kapoor, Muskan was raised like a princess-spoiled, adored, and dangerous when crossed. She's used to ruling, not falling. But beneath the gloss and glitter, she hides a secret- A quiet little crush on the school's dark mystery:Arnav Singh Rathore. The six-foot-four son of the world's most feared mafia. Green-eyed.Cold.Calculated. Heir of Aryan and Riya Rathore-a bloodline that runs with power and danger. Arnav doesn't chase.He hunts. And when he starts noticing the hidden layers beneath Muskan's perfect image...He doesn't fall. He gets obsessed. This isn't a love story. It's a war between pride,power, and passion. Where the Queen Bee falls-but not without dragging the King down with her. For everyone who roots for the villain... This story is for you. teaser : "You should really learn when to shut up," Arnav said, voice low-too controlled. Muskan smirked, flipping her curls. "And you should stop acting like some grumpy uncle. It's getting boring." That was it. In a flash, his fingers wrapped around her wrist, and she was pinned to her car-hard. The air shifted. "You've got a big mouth, princess..." he whispered, his face so close she could feel the heat of his breath. "...and no clue who you're playing with." Before she could speak- His lips crashed onto hers. Rough. Sudden. Forbidden. And then-Everything stopped. 𝕯𝖔 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖇𝖊𝖗 "𝕴𝖙 sometimes 𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖘 𝖆 𝖛𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖔 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖆 𝖛𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖓."~𝓜𝔂𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓬𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼

"Look what I have become in your love! Every time you are around me it makes me go crazy ! I can't even think of a future that you won't be a part of. You will be MINE PARO MINE !!! by hook or by crook." __ ADITYA RAJ MALHOTRA. " In your dreams Mr.Malhotra ! You are really delusional to think I'd ever love an arrogant narcissistic jerk like you. No means No ! The sooner you get it the better.. " ___ PAROMITA CHATTERJEE. Scene 2: She was just laying on her bed feeling restless, sleep was far away from her teary eyes. Suddenly she heard a sound of door opening. Her every sense rose to its high alert mode. Jolting up from her bed she was about to take a step when she figured out a dark silhouette near the door.. "Ad..Adi... You ?" Gulping hard she started taking step backwards . "Why don't you love me Paro ?" His slurry voice is a clear indication of his drunken state. " Adi please.. we can talk things out. Please listen to me.. pl .. please Adi ". Paro felt terrified to her core when she realised he isn't in his senses. *** REST IN PROLOGUE. What happens when two people ,poles apart meet for the very first time?! Spark flies, vibe generates... Magical right?! But too bad if all of these are just one sided. Join this roller coaster ride of Adi and Paro with me where heart will be broken, passion will be felt, love will blossom... Hatred will born... But something more more intense will make it's path.Will it be able to make it's place into the other one's heart?! Or will end up causing the catastrophic destruction ! Read the story to know. ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ **MATURE CONTENT **DARK ROMANCE. ** FORCED ** NON CONSENSUAL S*X #1 in narcissism #2 in darklove #3 in obsession out of 25.4k+ stories #38 in toxic out of 20.7k+ stories.

Our marriage was arranged. So was our divorce. I obeyed my parents. He obeyed his. At 25, I'm a divorcée. A single mom to a three-year-old. At 30, he's a divorcé. A weekend father. Bravo. ------------------------------------------ WARNING: Mature Language.

"𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘆....𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿." A diamond that doesn't shatter-it suffers. She carries the weight of ruined dynasties in her fractured bones, A living reliquary for sins not her own. Her father's cruelty. Her brother's hatred. Her husband's vengeance. Each scar a testament to someone else's war, Each tear a baptism in borrowed guilt. The lost heir who survived hell. Two kingdoms crumbled to dust in her name, Yet no one asks who broke them first. "Hate me," she whispers to the dark, "At least that your hatred is honest." In the end The heaviest crowns are forged from what we survive. Now the diamond sharpens itself... In this twisted tale of family secrets, manipulation, and dark desires, vengeance will bleed into love, and love will heal the wounds of a heart that's been broken beyond repair. A story of love that heals and hurts in equal measure. 𝙏𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙨 :- 𝗠𝘆𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘆/𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗱/𝗥𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗛𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗣𝘀𝘆𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗳𝗹 𝗠𝗠𝗖 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗙𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗱.

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Karthik and Janani's marriage was doomed from the start because of their marriage arrangement. "Karthik Mother has the final say in everything!" From what to cook to when Janani can go to sleep. After five years of going through hell and being treated like a second-class citizen, Janani had enough. She wants a divorce. Karthik Mom is completely ok with that, but Karthik is not. He's begging for one final chance, but Janani is too drained and hurt. After going through possible adultery, a tyrant mother-in-law, and child loss, she wants nothing to do with him or his mother anymore. Do Karthik and Janani still stand a chance after all this? Trigger warning: Deals with Verbal abuse, physical abuse, Depression, Anxiety attacks, child loss, suicidal thoughts...