"𝐈 𝐰i𝐥l f𝐮c𝐤 𝐭h𝐞 𝐟i𝐠h𝐭 𝐨u𝐭 𝐨f y𝐨u, 𝐮n𝐭i𝐥 𝐲o𝐮 𝐚r𝐞 𝐧o𝐭h𝐢n𝐠 𝐛u𝐭 𝐚 𝐭r𝐞m𝐛l𝐢n𝐠 𝐦e𝐬s" "...do you want to break off the engagement with me that much?" "If it's you, you will find a girl who's much better than me. One who will be much more helpful to you. Of course, the company..." His eyes were shining clearly even in the smoke. "All I want is you." He gently swept the back of her hand with his fingertips. She tried to avoid his touch, but he grabbed her wrist and refused to let go. "I've spent a lot of time on this wedding. I took you to an important gathering of acquaintances, and I put a lot of effort into finding a wedding gift and a new house for newlyweds. You've wasted the time of both our families and mine." "So... what do you want me to do?" "Who knows. What should you do?" He inhaled the cigar deeply and exhaled a thick smoke again. As the smoke rolled in, clear tears formed around her eyes. He gently wiped the corners of her eyes. The moment he first met her, he muttered as he stared at her neat face, which made his heart stop. "If you don't like it that much, I can't help it either. We have no choice but to find an agreement."

"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?

❝𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯?❞ 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥, 𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥. ❝𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵, 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘦?❞ 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥, 𝘸𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦. 「⋆𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐮𝐦 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬⋆」 ʚɞ 𝐕𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐲𝐚. ᡣ𐭩 ʚɞ 𝐄𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐯 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐡. 「⋆ 𝐀 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐦-𝐂𝐨𝐦⋆」

* UNDER EDIT * The brothers who love eachother more than anything . • Bromance • Family • love • Enemies to lovers • Desi romance • Mystery •Mature Started on : 27/01/2024 . Ended on : ©️ All copyrights reserved .

"I didn't choose to love you. I just... can't exist without you." "I'll give you lots of money. Spend a night with me." "Never. I will never let you go." "I want you to marry me." She said no. He threatened her brother. He kissed her without permission. He made her bleed-and then cut his own arm to feel her pain. "I'm a monster. But you're mine." She wears his sindoor. His mangalsutra. His name. She never wanted any of it. "I hate you," she whispers. "I know," he says, weeping at her feet. "But I'll spend my whole life making you love me." "Don't you feel shame?" "I only feel you." A village girl with dreams of becoming a teacher. A ruthless heir who has never been told no. A marriage built on obsession, fear, and a love so dark it destroys everything it touches. He calls her his queen. She calls him her cage. "You can force me to marry you. You can force me to wear your sindoor. But you can never force me to love you." "Watch me, sweetheart. I have forever." VEER RATHORE doesn't love. He possesses. ANANYA doesn't surrender. One temple. One glance. One obsession that will burn the world. "If you take off that bangle,ready to see your brother loses his hands." "If you try to leave, I will find you." "If I can't have you... I will die. And my family will make sure yours dies with me." 💀 Dark Romance | Obsessive Hero | Forced Marriage | Possessive Love ⚠️ He's not the prince. He's the beast who burned the fairy tale. "You are my heart. And a man can't live without his heart." "I will never love you." "Then I will spend forever being worthy of you." "You're a monster." "I'm YOUR monster, sweetheart." "If one drop of his blood falls, I will paint your village with your family's blood." "He grabbed her so hard her bangles broke. She bled. So he cut his own arm to feel her pain." " Sweetheart, You Are Mine" dark Indian romance where love isn't given. It's taken. And once he's seen her face, he will never look away.

He watched her long before he ever touched her. Back when she lived next door - soft, curious, unaware - she thought his silence meant safety. She didn't know restraint could be more dangerous than desire. He was older. Controlled. A man built on rules he never broke. Until her. One moment shattered everything - a line crossed, a truth exposed - and then time pulled them apart, leaving questions, guilt, and an obsession that refused to die. Years pass. Lives change. But obsession does not age quietly. When fate brings them together again, the power has shifted. He is no longer just a man with secrets - he is a CEO feared and respected, a master of control. She is no longer the girl next door - she is his assistant, standing inches away from the past she never healed from. A secret marriage binds them - not with love, but with silence, tension, and unspoken rules. Every interaction becomes a psychological game. Every look carries history. Every touch feels like punishment... and craving. She tries to survive him with logic. Her heart whispers resistance. Her body remembers too much. This is not a story of comfort or easy redemption. It unfolds in phases - obsession, separation, longing, control - shifting between emotional intimacy, psychological warfare, and dangerous desire. Some chapters burn slow. Some chapters burn dark. Some don't burn at all - they cut. Because this is not just about wanting someone. It's about being claimed before you understand the cost. And when the past finally collides with the present, she must decide: Will she break free from the man who has shaped her in silence... Or surrender to the darkness that has always known her name? 🔞 18+ Only Dark Romance • Psychological Obsession • Morally Grey Slow Burn • Multiple Timelines • Forbidden Desire New chapter - Sunday and Wednesday ( per week )

𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 "𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐧." #𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 1 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 "𝑻𝒆𝒓𝒊 𝒆𝒌 𝒏𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒓 𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒃 𝒌𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒃𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒍 𝒅𝒊𝒚𝒂, 𝑫𝒊𝒍 𝒑𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒉𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒂 𝒏𝒂𝒂𝒎 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂, 𝒂𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒖𝒋𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒑𝒏𝒂 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒋𝒉 𝒍𝒊𝒚𝒂." ~💗~ Arzaan Shah Ghazi is ruthless and enigmatic. He returns to his home after five years in Turkey, where he built a reputation as a feared mafia boss. Beneath his cold exterior lies a man fiercely loyal to his childhood love, Zairah Rahman, his cousin uncle's daughter, the one person who has always held his heart. Zairah Rahman is sweet, caring, and adored by her family. She is everything Arzaan is not. A college student with a bright future, she has always feared Arzaan's intimidating aura and the dark stories surrounding him. But her world shatters when she's forced into a marriage with him, a man she neither trusts nor understands. When a sudden accident occurs, Zairah is faced with the secrets and truths that turn her life upside down. As she struggles to decide whether her husband is a threat or her protector, will she be able to reveal the truths about her family?

#2nd Series of Sherawat "You are my wife and you will do whatever I will say. Now start removing your clothes." He looked at his bride who was standing in front of him without any fear. "Huh...you will do whatever I say, my foot. I am Shivanya Kaur and I never bow in front of anyone. You have married me by forcing me but you can't touch me without my permission." She said with boldness. "Okay, let's see...." Just in a blink he stood up from the couch and before she could react he held her wrist and fell on the bed with her. . . . A girl was running on the streets in a mustard color punjabi bridal attire. She stopped on a road as she was just too tired from running. Soon she felt many lights. She looked up and found herself surrounded by many luxurious cars. Then she looked up at the sky from where a helicopter was landing and a dashing personality came out of it. His personality becomes more royal in his branded three piece suit. "Ab tera kya hoga Shivanya. Baba jii mein pura gurudwara mein langar karwaungi. Bas iss shaitan se bachalo..." She joined her bangle cladded hands together and looked up at the sky. "There's no way to save yourself as I am the only person who is above and in front of you..." A loud muscular voice echoed in her ears. . . . . . Adhyay Singh Sherawat is a name that commands both fear and respect, a business tycoon whose empire stretches across countless industries. Yet, despite the cold, calculating nature that defines him in the business world, there is one thing Adhyay cherishes above all else: his family and his wife 'Shivanya.' Shivanya Gill is the vibrant, Punjabi kudi, with a mischievous spark. A drama queen, with a sharp mind and a heart full of life, she is the complete opposite of Adhyay Singh Sherawat-where he is dark and brooding, she is bright and full of energy. You can also read it standalone. All rights are reserved under @Realest_thinker7.

"𝙎𝙪𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙧 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙎𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙩" "I won't marry you Mr.Adhyant Singh Sherawat at least not in this birth." A girl said angrily and tried to make her wrist free from his hold. He took the last puff of the cigarette and threw it. He crushed it under his shoes. "Miss. Saachi Laksh Raina. Do you know whom you have killed that night? She was my fiance. I know that if you hand you to the police you will come out. So, I will punish you for your whole life. Now, ready to be mine." Whispering the last words he caressed her face sensually. "I will die before I marry you." She shouted while he smirked and gave her a challenging look. "Why will you die let die your parents." Saying this he took out his phone and dial a number. "Hello, yeah Rao killed them and make sure that you burn them alive so that my time and money don't waste in their cremation." He said very relaxingly while his eyes were fixed on Saachi. Who shook her head. ************************ 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙠

🖤~ --- A bride was replaced. A groom was mistaken. And a marriage was sealed before the truth could breathe. Abhimanyu Raichand lives behind a mask- a respected professor to the world, a ruthless mafia lord in the shadows. He was meant to marry Sanvi Birla. She disappeared the night of the wedding. To protect a lie called honor, Aradhya is forced beneath the veil- believing she is marrying someone else. She is wrong. The man beside her is Abhimanyu Raichand. And he believes she is the woman he came to claim. When the truth finally surfaces, the vows are already spoken and obsession has already begun.Because in his world. mistakes don't get forgiven- they get owned. Dark Romance | Mafia Lord | Professor × Student | Obsession | Replaced Bride | Thriller | Mature --- 🖤~ ⚠️ CONTENT WARNING This story contains dark romance, professor-student dynamics, extreme power imbalance, obsession, kidnapping, violence, blood, death, explicit mature scenes, and psychological manipulation. 18+ ONLY. Read at your own risk. --- ✨ New writer here-your votes and comments mean everything! Let's begin this journey together 🖤