The DEVILS 👿 Santiago family To describe in some words ... the are totally merciless , emotionless, and a killers . They haunt in your dreams ..... They only respect their family ...for outside world they are a COLD RUTHLESSL MONSTERS who you don't want to cross path not even in your dreams ..... What if we add some spice to their life.. What is some unexpected person enter into their life... And totally opposite to them .How will they handle it . Can they accept the person....? Well for that to know jump into this story... #3 in toddler 31/05/2025 .........WARNING ......... GUYS English is not my first language so definitely there will be a grammatical mistakes present.

#Top5 in India (9/2/2026) #Top4 in India (11/2/2026) #Top4 in India (10/5/2026) #Top3 in India (11/5/2026) ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ His large, calloused hand wrapped gently around my throat-not to hurt, but to own. The cold silver of my waist chain pressed into my bare stomach as he pinned me flush against the heavy mahogany of his study desk. "You think you can hide from me, Little Bird?" His voice was a lethal, gravelly whisper against my ear, sending a violent shiver of wet heat straight to my core. "You think you can wear things that beg to be ripped off, and I won't collect what belongs to me?" I gasped as his rough fingers hooked under the delicate lace of my panties, snapping the thin fabric effortlessly. "Aarav, please-" "Please what?" He bit down on the sensitive skin of my neck, swallowing my desperate whimper. His thick thigh forced my knees apart, leaving me completely, helplessly exposed to his burning, pitch-black gaze. "Tell me exactly what you want. Use your words, Priyanshi." My nails dug into his broad shoulders, my entire body trembling with a heavy, throbbing ache that only he could cure. I looked into the eyes of the devil I married, finally surrendering to his darkness. "Please," I sobbed, my hips arching eagerly into his touch. "Please, Aarav. Take it." A wicked, triumphant smirk touched his lips. "Good girl. Now, scream for me." · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · Priyanshi Verma prayed to Krishna for a fairytale love story. Instead, she was sold to the Devil in a bespoke suit. Aarav Rathore. Billionaire. Mafia king. A man who doesn't know how to love, only how to own. He married her to control her. She married him to save her family. He wants to break her innocence. She wants to escape his cage. But in the darkness of their bedroom, where hate turns into heat and resistance turns into moans, the lines blur. A story of a forced marriage, dark obsession, and a lust so violent it might just look like love. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

"Haan... main toh mar gyi hoon..." (Yes... I died.) I leaned closer, my smile wild, my eyes burning. "Main Chandika nahi hoon... MAUT hoon teri." (I am not Chandika anymore... I am your death.) "Aaj tu jayega. Aaj tu marega." (Tonight you will leave this world. Tonight... you die.) I laughed- a broken, feverish, mad laugh- the laugh of a woman reborn from ashes. He was shaking now. Good. "Or tujhe kaun marega?" I asked sweetly. "Puchna nahi chahega?" (And don't you want to know who will kill you?) I jerked my hand away, snapping his head backward. "MAIN." (ME.) "Meri tarah... tumhe bhi tod doongi." (I'll break you... the same way you broke me.) "Jaise tumne mujhe mara... waise hi aaj tumhari saanse rok doongi." (The way you killed me... I will stop your breath tonight.)

««♥♥»» " the three different couples , six different opposite personalities collided with each other in an unexpected bound , let's see how their journey will start " *********___________________******* ....... " Nice try of escaping , but you don't know that , I have eyes everywhere around this palace " he said after pushing her forcefully in his room " You are going to marry me , you don't have a choice now " he growled while walking closer to her , a tear escaped from her eye , as she backed off Iqra x zain ✨ Tropes🥀 • obsession • forced marriage • crazy girl x calm , cold guy ******************* " how did you manage to manipulate the other two huh " he scoffed , his voice was dripping with sarcasm She glared at him while maintaining her balance when he pushed her in " if I had any manipulating skills , then I would like to manipulate you first , to not involve me in this , marriage " she replied with the same tone " Don't forget , that I'm your boss and we signed a deal , I can ruin your career if you back off from this " he replied while controlling his anger Hina x Arman✨ Tropes 🥀 • forced proximity • cold guy x savage girl • forced marriage ************************" " Huh , why did you tried to run huh , look your leg is injured now , move let me check it " he said with a little annoy and worry and moved towards her lehanga , she backed off " I just joined them , I know you guys will come to catch them , i just supported them , " she replied and bent to check her injury He shook his head in disbelief .... Zobi x Arhaan ✨ Tropes 🥀 • unexpected marrige • innocent girl x a spoiled brat • he fell first and harder ****************_______************* A household of sikandar family with full of untold secrets and past tarums , a story which will make your day when you are feeling low ... This story includes family d

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" Rabbit, will you marry the man who would tear this world apart with his bare hands just to have you? " ------⋇⋆✦⋆⋇------　 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐀 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐌𝐀 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐒 Vani Thakur x Vidyut Russo ❤‍🔥❤‍🔥 Rabbit 🐇 x Wolf 🐺 ❤‍🔥❤‍🔥 ~ 𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐑 Vani Thakur was seventeen, innocent but far from untainted. Life had stripped her of any illusions of love. As the eldest daughter, she bore the weight of responsibility without the warmth of affection. Her parents never saw her as their pride, only as a burden to be managed or discarded. Despite being a topper in her 10th exams, her education was abruptly halted-her success a glaring contrast to her younger brother's repeated failures. Vani's life was a quiet scream, a plea for salvation that no one ever heard. Until someone did. ~ 𝐕𝐈𝐃𝐘𝐔𝐓 𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐎 Vidyut Russo was a name that echoed fear across borders-a 29-year-old mafia boss who ruled the underworld with an iron fist. Born and raised in Italy, he inherited a legacy soaked in blood and betrayal. But for the past few years, India had become his new hunting ground, a place where he built an empire even deadlier than the one he left behind. To Vidyut, innocence was a façade, and love? Nothing but a weakness that could shatter a man. Emotions were weapons he refused to wield-dangerous, unpredictable, and capable of destroying everything he had built. He believed in loyalty bought with fear, not affection. Love and innocence were words he treated with disdain. #1 Rabbit : 6.12.25

1968..ᝰ "𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐥, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝. 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 '𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥' 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥." Her face was veiled however her gaze remained unveiled, revolting to see stars of her own sky which laid 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞. वो नारी है , लहरों सी वो पैर छूना जानती है तो कश्ती डुबाना भी An arranged marriage between a woman desperate to belong to herself and a man who belonged more to revolutions than to love. Born with privilege but disgusted by the society around him, As a criminal lawyer, he fought for widows, young girls, and women whose voices were buried. Marriage was never meant to be part of his life until a promise brought them together as husband and wife. He belonged to nobility, precise in words, calm in demeanor and observant. She belonged only to herself, spoke words of her shadow. Stepping into his grand haveli as his wife forced her to face harsh customs, lingering judgments, and a marriage filled with quiet tension, stolen glances, and feelings neither of them were ready to name. And when society tries to break her spirit, will he stand beside the world he swore to change or set her dreamson fire for his family ? Tropes • Soft gaze × tough exterior • Feminist ML × Feminist FL • Shawl × cotton saree • Very slow burn • Curious FL × calm ML • Mutual yearning • Quiet tension × forbidden softness • Secured Masculinity • "Let me cry on your lap and cover my face with your pallu