EARLIER KNOWN AS "THAKUR'S OBSESSION" UPDATE:- EVERY SUNDAY AND THURSDAY "If you breathe near her, you're dead." Aanya never chose her marriage. She was claimed by Arjun Pratap Thakur, a man feared for his power, his silence, and the control he never loosens. Arjun doesn't love gently. He protects with possession. Commands without raising his voice. And makes one thing terrifyingly clear, she is his. But the real danger isn't her husband. It's the man who has loved her since childhood... whose devotion has rotted into obsession, who has waited in the shadows for years, believing Aanya was always meant to be his. As fragments of a forgotten past begin to surface, a sister who vanished, skills she was never taught, instincts she can't explain, Aanya realizes something chilling: Her memories weren't lost. They were taken. Now she stands between a powerful man who owns her... and a madman who would burn the world to claim her. A dark romance of forced marriage, obsession, buried truths, and a woman caught between dominance, desire, and danger. Read if you can handle men who ruin you and still make you beg for more. Top Highlights #1 in toxicdesire as on 14/07/2025 #1 in spicystory as on 19/07/2025 #1 in Indiansetting as on 07/08/2025 #1 in Obsessionandlove as on 07/08/2025

💍 Strangers by Vows She didn't know his name until it was printed on her wedding card. He didn't see her face until she walked toward him in bridal red. Arohi Malhotra, the shy daughter of a lawyer and a doctor, had always kept her world small - a safe distance from curious eyes, guarding a past that no one was allowed to touch. Harshvardhan Singh Rathore, CEO of a global luxury empire, was known for his cold precision, ruthless deals, and a gaze that could make even the boldest people falter. To his family, he was protective and loyal. To the world, he was untouchable. When their families tie them together in a marriage neither asked for, they meet for the first time on their wedding night - two strangers bound by vows, yet worlds apart in every way. But in a relationship built on silence and secrets, how long before the distance between them begins to burn... or break them?

Revan Raichand. The name alone evokes fear, respect, and power. At 28, he stands as one of the wealthiest and most influential businessmen in the world. He is the epitome of perfection-& destruction. But beneath the tailored suits, the staggering fortune, & the piercing gaze lies a soul shrouded in darkness. He is ruthless, arrogant, and unforgiving, a man who wears his heartlessness as armor. Yet, there's a secret buried deep in his past-a wound that festers in silence, turning him into the devil everyone fears. He trusts no one, loves no one, & gives nothing to the world except his icy indifference. But even devils have their reasons for being born. Gamya Mehra is Beautiful in her simplicity, kind-hearted, & selfless to a fault, she is the embodiment of light in a world that thrives on shadows. Her family is her entire universe. Her every dream tied to their well-being. Unlike others her age, she has no friends to confide in, no luxury to chase, and no love to lose herself in. She has always dreamed of a love that is pure, a prince charming who would whisk her away to a world of happiness. Little does she know, her fate is about to take a cruel turn. He is fire; she is ice. Two worlds that should never collide. Yet, destiny has other plans. Their meeting is no coincidence-it is a storm waiting to unleash chaos. What happens when fire meets ice? When hate clashes with kindness? When revenge becomes the reason for an unholy union? As secrets unravel and emotions clash, one question remains: Will hate destroy them, or will love rise from the ashes of their broken souls? Get ready for a rollercoaster of emotions, betrayal, and unexpected twists-a journey where nothing is as it seems. Dive into the drama, passion, and mystery!

"Veer" "Hmm?" "Will you... forget me once you become a big businessman?" Yashveer stopped in his tracks. He turned to her, cupping her small face gently in his hands. His eyes, usually so cold and stern, softened with deep affection. "I would love to die before erasing you from my memory, Shona." He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. . . . As he took a step forward, Ishika grabbed his right arm, stopping him. she stands in front of him. "Am I not looking beautiful hubby, that you are not even looking at me" Ishika said, while running her fingertip on his left cheek. Thats it. Yashveer yanked her hand and grabbed her neck, pinning her against wall. His grip on her neck was mercilessly tight that make her choke, her face turn red as gasp for air. " Save your tricks. I feel nothing but disgust looking at you." . . . . It's my first book. and english is not my first language so if there's any grammatical mistakes please ignore it. This whole story is my own imagination so don't say I have copied it. Some of the prompt I've asked from chatGPT . . . -IMPORTANT - in this book there will violence and tragic scene and the ml is violent and kinda psyco type you can also say his is blood thirsty mafia when it's come to baby wife...there will be some past trauma and if you guys are thinking there will be any bonding between ml and his family in last....so let me tell you NO there would not.... there will be some dialog in Hindi words with no translation -Tropes... Mafia king × innocent girl protective ml × clumsy fl age gap height difference clam × chaotic touch her and die❎ you won't even have eyes to look at her✅ soft romance bloodshed

✰𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍✰ Gyan Malik, the youngest and most spoiled son of the Malik family, is so stubborn that no one can stand against his will. If he wants something, he does not rest until he gets it. When his family brings up the topic of his marriage, Gyan goes to see a prospective bride. But instead of looking at the girl he is meant to meet, his eyes fall on her widowed sister-in-law, Dua. The moment he sees Dua, draped in simplicity, Gyan says stubbornly, "𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫" Is this relationship just a matter of his stubbornness? Or is it destiny playing its part in Dua's life? 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 - "THEIR STORY PAUSED AT FIRST SIGHT ONLY TO RESUME IN WHITE." ________♡︎________

˙˚ʚ₍ 𝗔𝗯𝗵𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘂×𝗔𝘃𝗻𝗶 ₎ɞ˚ #Top6 in india~1/5/26. He asked. He tried every possible way to make her his. But her being scared of him refused everytime. ｡:.ﾟ𝐒𝐨, 𝐇𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐩.:｡+ﾟ By filling her hairline with sindoor he married her against her wishes. Now she is trapped in a marriage with the man she fears the most. She calls him her worst nightmare. Yet every time danger comes near her, it is Abhimanyu who stands between her and the darkness. ✦ She's innocent and He's devil. ✦ She's terrified of him while he's madly in love. ✦ He's dangerously obsessed with her. ✦ He fell first, harder, and never planned to let go. 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝘂𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗹 𝗼𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺? 𝐋𝐄𝐓'𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓~~~ ✨Tropes✨ #agegap #forcedmarriage #hefellfirstandharder #obsessiveml #jealousfml #possesiveml #touchheranddie #grumpy×sunshine #Professor×Student #Husband×wife

"He loved her since childhood, silently, obsessively... but when fate tries to take her away, he won't wait. One wedding, one gun, one claim-and nothing will ever be the same."

˚ . ྀིྀི୧ ❤︎ ୨ ྀིྀི.˚ "You don't own me, Mr. Rathore." "Don't I? Look around, Noor. Every door in this mansion opens with my name - and you're standing in the middle of it wearing my sindoor." Noor: "Maybe you forced me into your world... but you'll never have me." Rudraksh (leaning close, whispering): "Sweetheart, I don't chase what's mine. I just wait... until you stop running." ౨ৎ.⋆˚✿˖°꒰ঌ໒꒱˚⋆𐙚。𖦹.ᡣ𐭩 🖤 The night smelled of roses... and ruin. The city slept, but the mansion on the hill burned with gold - not of celebration, but of power. She stood there, trembling in crimson silk, eyes swollen from hours of crying. 👰‍♀️ Noor Malhotra - the sacrifice wrapped as a bride. And across the room, watching her like a shadow come alive, was Rudraksh Singh Rathore - the man they called The Devil of Rajasthan. 💼 The minister. 💣 The mafia. 🕶️ The man whose word was law... and whose silence was punishment. "Why me...?" she whispered, her voice breaking. "Because you smiled once," he replied coldly, stepping closer, "and the world forgot to exist for me." Her breath hitched as his gaze dragged over her - not with lust, but obsession. The kind that didn't crave flesh, it demanded possession. "Your father owed me," he continued, slipping a ring onto her finger. "So he gave me his most precious thing." A tear rolled down Noor's cheek. He caught it mid-air, his thumb tracing it like a mark of victory. "From this night," he murmured, eyes locked on hers, "you're not Noor Malhotra anymore." "You're my Amanat." 🌑 Silence followed - heavy, consuming, sacred. Outside, the world carried on, unaware that a deal had been sealed - not with signatures, but with stolen innocence and unspoken desire. 💔 That night, the devil was gifted a soul made of light. And he promised himself one thing - If heaven ever tried to take her back... 🔥 he'd burn it down.

"Don't touch me... please, don't!" Dua screamed, trembling. "Shh... it's me... it's me... Baacha," Reyansh's voice was calm, steady, wrapping around her like a lifeline. Tears streamed down her face. "He... he will... he'll hurt me too... he bought me and my sister..." she sobbed, clinging to him in desperation. "Shh... I'm so sorry for your loss. No one will hurt you... not ever," Reyansh whispered, holding her close. Her body went limp, collapsing into his arms. "Baacha... open your eyes... talk to me..." he pleaded, heart aching. But she remained silent... unresponsive... leaving him holding her fragile form, the weight of her pain crushing his soul. ✨© Kaashi WRTS | 20 September 2025 | All Rights Reserved✨ ✓ Mafia × Innocent ✓ Talkative Female × Quiet/Listening Male ✓ Professor × Hacker ✓ Billionaire × Middle Class ✓ Sweet × Grumpy ✓ Possessive × Caring ✓ Protector × Vulnerable ✓ Silent Hero × Emotional Heroine ✓ Secret Identity × Curious Heroine ✓ Revenge × Redemption ✓ Dark Past × Healing Love 2025-9-20 started (⁠人⁠*⁠'K｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

#1st book of HIS Series. Aarav Singh Raizada doesn't need headlines he writes them. At 32, he's the eldest heir to one of the most feared and powerful business empires in India. Aarav is every headline's ghost king. He is has no weakness, woman and scandal Until she enters. Saanvi Chandak 27, dusky-skinned, sharp-eyed and ruthless beauty from Kolkata. CEO of her Chandak Enterprise she is Daughter of Ragini Chandak, the long-standing Chief Minister whose husband's fate is a mystery no one dares to question. Saanvi's presence is as commanding as her silence is terrifying. She has never once bowed, never once paused-until now. They don't flirt but clash. He doesn't back down and she doesn't break. From boardrooms to ballroom galas, every encounter between them is a war in slow motion. His words burn where as hers cut. They circle each other like predators, both too proud to blink first. But beneath the verbal blows and calculated distance is a fire waiting to erupt - one the world isn't ready to witness. Because together... they're not just intense. They're destructive. What starts as resistance becomes obsession. What begins in silence ends in something neither of them knows how to stop. And around them, people watch in fear - because when Aarav, the man who never feels, and Saanvi, the woman raised to conquer, begin to fall for each other... someone will burn. But behind Aarav's cold exterior lies a locked door - a secret from the past that shattered their family when he was only 11. A truth that still haunts him. One only he remembers. One that made him swear never to believe in love, never to trust desire. And yet, Saanvi makes him feel things he has buried deep - things he promised he would never dig up again. Because love wasn't part of the plan. But destruction? That's inevitable.