In a world where family names carry more weight than hearts ever could, two people are brought together not by love... but by obligation. To the world, their union is flawless. two perfect souls bound by a wedding that made headlines, sealed with luxury and pride. The media calls it a dream match. Their families call it a powerful alliance. But neither of them calls it love. Behind the closed doors of their grand mansion, silence echoes louder than any vow. The rooms are shared, but never warmed. The meals are eaten side by side, but never together. And the nights... are nothing but reminders of everything they never asked for. He is calm, composed, unreadable. A man who nods, smiles, obeys... but never reveals. She is fiery, wounded. silently screaming through her smiles. A girl who was never given a choice, only a destiny already decided for her. Two strangers. One unwanted bond. And a thousand unsaid things that threaten to break through with every passing day. But fate is a curious thing. It doesn't wait for permission. It doesn't care for past loves, closed hearts, or broken promises. It simply... happens. In the spaces between their arguments, in the tension behind every glance, in the quiet that starts to feel familiar... something begins to grow. Something neither of them planned for. But when the foundation is built on silence, can love truly survive? Or will they remain... just two names on a paper, tied by an Unwanted Us?

She didn't understand the concept of marriage....not Fully for her it meant that she will be safe and her parents wanted this ....so without much thought ,she agreed to marry ....without knowing what the relationship between husband and wife truly is. He always spoke against the injustice in the society...but now he's marrying a 15 year old girl ...he never thought that this will happen but he didn't have any choice..... It's an 80's based story and before coming to conclusions plz read the story

"Z-Zayd p-please, n-nahi." That's all she could manage to say. "Main janta hoon aap darr rahi hain," he said, his voice breaking just a little, "Aur main is darr ki wajah banna nahi chahta. Lekin main kab se iss raat ka intezaar kar raha tha,jab aap meri ho jayengi." When his face came dangerously close, Noor panicked. Her hands quickly rose to his chest, trying to push him back. "Z-Zayd, P-please chodhiye hume, a-aisa mat kijiye" she pleaded, turning her face away,voice low. But Zayd was too far gone. His hand moved to her cheek, gently turning her face back toward him. His thumb brushed her jawline, tender but possessive. "Noor," he murmured, his lips brushing close to hers now, "Bas ek baar," Before she could form another word, before her breath could catch, his mouth was on hers, forceful and demanding. Noor froze. Her fists pushed weakly at his chest. She tried pushing, clawing, muffled screaming, trying to fight him off, but he didn't budge.Tears spilled freely down her cheeks, trailing over their locked lips. Soft, broken sobs shook through her.But he didn't stop. He felt the salt of her tears between their mouths,yet it only made his kiss fiercer, more desperate. Like something inside him snapped.Her pain, her trembling,he felt it all. Still, he couldn't let go.He had waited too long, yearned too deep. Finally, after eternity, He pulled back just enough to see her face. Tears. So many of them. Streaming freely, glistening against the dim light. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her lips red and swollen, trembling,not from desire but fear. He cupped her face as she lay there, not moving an inch. "Noor meri baat suniye, Miyan biwi ke darmiyaan ye sab normal hota hai, izhar e mohabbat ka ek tareeka," "P-Please, H-Hume darr l-lag raha h-hai, C-Chodh dijiye"

My Husband Is a Psychopath I am Anya Frances Von Hemsworth, born into power, wealth, and a life of freedom I had no intention of surrendering. But my parents had other plans. My marriage was arranged long before I understood what the word promise even meant- and the man waiting at the end of that promise is Nicholaus Henrik Vlatislov, a rising Soviet Army General... and the future President. I was Mischief. Reckless. Chaos. He was Discipline. Silence. Control. We were never meant to mix-until we were forced to. And marriage to him? It was supposed to be political. Practical. Not the beginning of my own personal nightmare. Because Nicholaus Vlatislov is not a normal man. One night, I saw him standing at the end of the hallway- his uniform soaked, his face dripping with blood. He smiled at me... that slow, terrifying, predatory grin. I blinked- And he was gone. Was it real? Or am I slowly losing my mind inside this cold, suffocating mansion? My life after the wedding becomes a prison made of marble and silence. No parties. No alcohol. No friends. No chaos. Just a dangerously calm husband who watches everything... and ignores my reckless acts as if he's waiting for me to break. But the more I try to escape him, the more I realize something horrifying- Nicholaus isn't ignoring me. He's studying me. Because the General of the Soviet Army did not marry for politics. He married for possession. Obsession. And for reasons darker than I'm prepared to understand. And now... my heartbeat doesn't belong to me anymore. It belongs to my husband- the psychopath I was forced to love.

"Ahhh, please leave me!" I screamed as Aditya dragged me by my hair and pushed me down hard into the living room. He knelt in front of me and yanked my hair forcefully. "How dare you cheat on me?" he roared, slapping me back and forth. Hearing the commotion, his mom and sister-in-law ran out, shocked. "Aditya..." "Stay out of this, Maa," he growled at them. Even I flinched at his voice. "I thought you were different," he continued "But no... I was wrong to believe you" he spat. "I d-didn't do a-anything... h-he's just a f-friend and I swear we were just s-studying. P-please t-trust me" I cried helplessly. "Friend?" He chuckled. "Friend, lover, husband: everything to you is me. Me. Only me," he screamed like a madman terrifying me even more. "You need punishment" he whispered "After this, you'll even hesitate to breathe the same air with another man" he said like a psycho. Before anyone could react, he dragged me to the kitchen and slammed my hand onto the hot pan. A scream ripped out of me. My vision blurred; the last thing I felt was his arms catching me as everything went black. ------------------------ Ananya, a 20 year old college student, gets married to Aditya, a 33 year old psychiatrist, under unexpected circumstances. To the outside world, Aditya is calm, gentle and the perfect husband who takes good care of her. But behind closed doors, he is dangerously obsessive, controlling and dominant and Ananya becomes the only thing he wants to own. ⚠️ Warning: This story contains dark romance, obsession, control and toxic behaviour.

37 years old psycho also a mafia is now caged in a hospital with chains. Even devils are scare from him. Murder of his own parents. He wasn't like this always, his past made him a psycho. Doctors used him as lab experiments and he have killed more that 10 doctors now it's her turn. 25 years old she innocent and soft.she came here to heal him but her destiny was something else. In one night she was now caged by chains in his mansion. Raped her, broke her, claimed her. Still she fall in love with him. Now she was confused who he is actually? ⚠️ This story contains dark, obsessive love, mature 18+ romance, twisted games, trauma, and possessive desire. Read at your own risk.

Y/N is the kind of girl who lights up every room - gentle, kind-hearted, and deeply devoted to her family. But her world begins to crack when the man she trusts the most - her father - arranges her marriage to the cold-hearted son of his business partner, all for the sake of a deal. Love? Her opinion? None of that matters in his eyes. Meanwhile, far from the innocence of Y/N's world, Park Jimin rules the underground with fire in his eyes and ice in his veins. A ruthless mafia king with no time for love, no patience for weakness, and a deep-seated hatred for women - all thanks to the betrayals of his past. He's feared by many, respected by all, and vulnerable to no one... Or so he thought. But fate doesn't ask for permission. Their worlds collide in the most unexpected way - a wrong turn, a misstep, a twist of destiny - and suddenly, everything begins to change. Y/N never expected to meet a man like Jimin. Jimin never expected a girl like Y/N to break through his walls. As secrets unravel and danger closes in, Y/N is forced to make a choice: Will she sacrifice herself to a loveless marriage to protect her family? Or will she take the risk of falling for a man who was never meant to love? Each one has their own darkness. Each one has secrets. And each one sees something different in Y/N when she's dragged into their world. But Jimin... Jimin sees everything he swore to avoid. Will Y/N escape the marriage her father forced on her - only to fall deeper into a world more dangerous than she ever imagined? And will Jimin allow himself to care... or destroy the one girl who threatens his iron heart? "When innocence meets darkness, can love rewrite their fates?" "She was never meant to be part of their world - but fate doesn't follow rules." Cover credit goes to @jeonvrn to get more stay tuned 😉

A girl "Tara Oberoi" and the guy "Mihir Raichand" tied in the marriage which was against their will. Her being the repacement of her sister and him being her biggest hater. A girl who never recieved love from anyone in her family or her siblings and a guy who was always pampered by the entire family. Will it last long? Will they ever fall in love with each other?? what's the truth behind everything?? To know these answers just be ready to read the upcoming chapters🎀 Tropes:- ☆Replaced bride ☆Marriage of convinience ☆Forced marriage ☆Age gap ☆Mystery ☆Dark romance

Behind the doors of the Park household, nothing is as perfect as it looks. Seven sons. Seven love stories. One family holding itself together with secrets, jealousy, and forbidden emotions. Five of the boys grew up spoiled, arrogant, and painfully toxic the kind who fall in love only to break the girl softly, the kind who dominate, control, and ruin without even meaning to.They are chaos wrapped in charm... trouble disguised as love. And then there are the other two the gentle ones, the soft-hearted who believe in real love, who want to protect, heal, and hold on to the people they love. In a home filled with fights, loud dinners, sibling wars, overprotective mothers, angry fathers, broken hearts, and new daughters-in-law trying to survive the madness... Love slowly turns into war. Some couples heal, some destroy, some run away, and some fall deeper into toxic obsession they can't escape. This is the story of seven couples learning that: 💔 Not every love is soft. 🔥 Not every man is gentle. 🌸 Not every girl is weak. 🏚 And not every home stays whole. Welcome to FATAL DESIRES, where love hurts, heals, burns... and no one gets out without being changed forever.