A Dark Mafia Romance She was light. He was darkness. But when darkness chooses its obsession, light doesn't escape-it burns. Aarohi Mehra, an innocent, brilliant medical student, survives on scholarships, sheer will, and a smile that hides a thousand bruises. Trapped in a home ruled by abuse, she's blackmailed into silence-her little sister held as a bargaining chip by the very people who should have protected her. Enter Raghav Rathore-cold, ruthless, and feared. The untouchable mafia king who doesn't flinch at blood but is undone by one accidental glimpse of a girl too pure for his world. He doesn't believe in mercy, but something about her ignites a possessive obsession he can't resist. Raghav wants her. And nothing-not her past, not her pain, not even her resistance-can stop him. But love in his world comes at a cost. And for Aarohi, the price might be freedom... or her soul.

She prayed for freedom. He gave her chains... and called it love. She was innocent. A girl of faith, raised on temple bells and whispered prayers. He was ruthless. A mafia don who ruled Mumbai with blood and bullets. When her father made a deal with the devil, she was given away as payment. A forced marriage sealed not with love, but with power. To the world, Aarav Malhotra was untouchable. To her, he was terror wrapped in a black sherwani. Her husband. Her cage. Her obsession. She prayed for freedom. But he whispered against her ear, "The only god you'll ever worship, jaan... is me." A story of forbidden love, dangerous obsession, and a marriage written in fire and blood. Warning: ⚠️ This story contains dark romance, forced marriage, violence, obsession, and 18+ content. Read at your own risk.

Vivien never thought her favorite mafia novel would become her prison-until she woke up inside it, trapped as the villainess fiancée who was supposed to die. She wasn't the heroine. She was the cruel woman who tormented Alina, the girl sold to Dante Moretti. A woman hated by everyone... and killed by the man she was promised to. But Vivien remembers every page. Every betrayal. Every heartbeat before her death. Determined to rewrite her fate, she avoids Dante and Alina, hoping to stay invisible. Only Dante doesn't look away. His icy gaze follows her like a predator's hunt. The cold, ruthless mafia king becomes dangerously obsessed-with Vivien She was never meant to be loved. Now she's his only desire. And in his world, obsession never lets go. At this point she wasn't running from the plot But his obsession.. ⚠️I claim this book is mine. If u didn't liked the storyline then please don't read. Don't be rude. Thank you⚠️

"You are no one to me. You are nothing to me." I said looking straight to his eyes holding back my tears. "Oh really!! Looks like I have to remind you what exactly I am to you" his grip tightend on my wrist as he pinned me against the wall and captured my lips. Abeer Singh Rathore The most feared mafia in the world. The CEO of Rathore Industries. Rude, cruel , dominating and possessive. He never think twice before killing someone. For him, there is only two things are important first, his work and second his Jaan. Janhvi Oberoi A sweet, sensitive, kind, beautiful pediatric doctor who forced to marry a man whom she never met and exact opposite to her. What will happen when she gets to know that the man whom she married is obsessed with her and ready to kill anyone for her. what will happen when a cruel mafia get obsessed for the kindest doctor?? While he is master of killing and making people suffer, on the other hand she is can die to save other people. #slowburn #loveaftermarriage #forcedmarriage #desiromance​

Kashi Sharma has exactly three goals in life: raise her twelve-year-old brother, keep her job and survive each day without forgetting anything important. Unfortunately, she's failing at the last one. Between missed alarms, school projects, overflowing inboxes and a brother who remembers deadlines at the worst possible moment, Kashi's life is already chaotic enough. The last thing she needs is another problem. Then Arth Singhania arrives. As India's most powerful Kingmaker, Arth is the man politicians trust, billionaires listen to and entire industries fear disappointing. He is disciplined, controlled and always ten steps ahead of everyone else. For years, he has run empires from behind closed doors. Now he's moving his operations to Mumbai and somehow, out of hundreds of employees, Kashi Sharma ends up becoming his assistant. Arth likes order, Kashi attracts chaos. He plans everything, she survives one crisis at a time. Working together should be impossible. Falling for each other should be worse. But when late nights, impossible deadlines, and shared flights begin turning into something more, both of them discover that the biggest problem in their lives might just be each other. And neither of them knows how to solve it.

An Indian Arranged Marriage Romance, intertwining duty, healing, and royal legacy. [ They met as strangers at the wedding Altar, But destiny had already written them as Soulmates. ] _____________________ He vowed never to marry. She was the light he never expected. Ekash lived in the shadows of his past, haunted by promises he wished he could forget. Marriage was only his grandmother's last wish-until Sanvi stepped into his world. Her quiet strength broke down his walls. Her touch became the only calm to his restless soul. He never planned to love... but destiny had other plans for his arranged bride. ___________________ Started on: 28 May 2025 Author AKSHUVIKA

#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. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

✎ᝰ.𝐀 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 ⋆𖦹⋆ˎˊ˗ He was born for cricket. In the stadiums of his city, he was already a legend. Every swing of his bat - a warning. Every smirk - a challenge. 𝐓𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐧, the state's rising cricket star. Arrogant. Untouchable. Addicted to winning. And ? 𝐒𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 A fiery first-year media student with a pen sharp enough to cut egos - and the courage to question names that made others bow. She didn't chase stories. She exposed them. He was her assignment. She became his obsession. He hated her defiance. She hated his arrogance. They both refused to back down. Same college. Same battleground. Every encounter - 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓. Every glance - 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆. He doesn't lose. She doesn't bow And before the world knew his name, He made sure she never forgot it. She thought she was writing his story. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭. The stubborn, firecracker reporter who called him - "𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘁 𝗧𝘆𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁" and made the world see his cracks. Rules were broken. Lines were crossed. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 ────୨ৎ────

"Happy Married Life, Shivya Pathak" I weakly smiled seeing my condition, mangalsutra dangling in my neck, vermilion in hair and both hands filled with gold bangles. "Come out quickly or do you want me to break the gate," my husband knocked again. My breath was harsh, collecting some courage I spoke, "I will come out but you will not touch me again, otherwise I will kill myself" My throat clogged up, the last word refusing to come out. He didn't reply, just chuckled. I knew what it meant. He was going to push me further, to break me. "I will not be your puppet," I said, my voice barely a whisper. "I will not be your toy." ••••••••••••••••••• Two persons who belong to two different world Tied in unwanted marriage Will they continue this marriage for life or will they free each other from this name sake relationship?

𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝖝 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐡𝐢 𝐆𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐚 𝐇𝐢𝐦~ "𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮" 𝐇𝐞𝐫~ "𝐈.. 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭..... " When an arranged marriage brings these two together, how will the neglected girl cope with life alongside the man who rules all he sees??? What happens when the ruthless king becomes obsessed with someone who never learned to ask for anything at all?? She offers softness to a man who knows only strength. He gives protection to a woman who never realized she needed it... His eyes soften only for her. Her heart beats only for him... Together, they discover that some wounds heal best in the hands of another.. Will the king who takes everything he wants finally learn to give??? Will the woman who expects nothing finally learn to receive?? Start: 06 July 2024 End: 20 March 2025