𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕱𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 #2 ᴀᴅᴠᴀɪᴛ x ᴀᴀɴʏᴀ "𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐒𝐇𝐊𝐀" 𝗔𝗗𝗩𝗔𝗜𝗧 𝗥𝗔𝗝𝗩𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗛 At twenty-eight, he was ice wrapped in flesh-6'3" of ruthless power, a self-made CEO with scars he never spoke of. A master hacker, he lived among a family that never loved him, trusting only his best friends. Cold to the world, but capable of a loyalty so fierce it could burn empires to the ground. •┈୨ ✩ ୧┈••┈୨ ✩ ୧┈••┈୨ ✩ ୧┈• 𝗔𝗔𝗡𝗬𝗔 𝗠𝗘𝗛𝗥𝗔 She grew up too fast in a world that never wanted her-quiet, sensitive, and far too used to being overlooked. Fresh out of college and chasing forgotten dreams, she lived in the background, believing in love but never in her own worth. In a home where her presence was a burden, loved by her mother but ignored. she learned to survive by staying small... until someone finally saw the fire she tried so hard to hide. Dive into the new story of the people holding the same worlds with different thoughts... Warning ⚠️ 🔞 This book contains mature content for readers 18 and above. Reader discretion is advised [RELEASING SOON]

✎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────

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭. . . . . . . . . . . Living in The Colony was all Josie knew. To the outside world it was a cult of brainwashed victims all under the spell of Kade Rogers, but to her it was home. That was up until a series of events that led up to her escape. If only fate wasn't so cruel as to lead her away from one monster and put her directly into the hands of another. Now, with a new sense of determination, Josie explores the world outside of The Colony and learns the hard way that trust is a dangerous weapon of destruction. Trying to lead a normal life starting college proves to be impossible after meeting Nico Blaine. He was everything she was suppose to stay away from. But when Josie lay's eyes on the tattooed beauty, she can't help it. What starts out as a innocent infatuation turns into a twisted tale of betrayal. .. . . . . . . . . . - Dark romance - Explicit sexual content - Mature themes - Criminal - Villain - Anti-hero #1 goodgirlxbadboy #1 darklove

𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥. Forced into a Bratva marriage to settle a blood debt, Alina is delivered to the Reznikov estate like an offering - silent, soft-spoken, and smart enough to know that survival means obedience. Aleksei Reznikov is the coldest man she's ever met. He doesn't raise his voice. He doesn't touch her. He barely looks at her. But beneath his stillness lies a storm. He rules with silence, kills with precision, and makes promises in Russian that chill her to the bone. He tells her not to run. That she belongs to him now. That if she disobeys, he won't raise a hand - he'll break her with nothing but words. But as walls crumble and secrets unravel, the most dangerous thing of all isn't the violence outside their gates. It's the quiet pull between a girl who was never supposed to matter... And the man who swore he wouldn't feel. A slow-burn, dark arranged marriage romance. He's a Bratva heir. She's his obligation. So why is he starting to look at her like she's everything? 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 ༺༒︎༻ 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 ✓ 𝟔𝟒 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

He wasn't supposed to touch her. Yet here she was in his arms, held like she belonged there, like she had never been meant to stand anywhere else. "Put me down..." Arohi whispered, her voice trembling despite the strength she tried to hold on to. Her hands pressed lightly against his chest, a weak attempt to create distance, but his grip only tightened, not enough to hurt, just enough to remind her that he wasn't letting go. "You still think you have a choice?" His voice was calm, almost soft, but something darker lingered beneath it, something that made her breath hitch. She looked up at him, and what she saw in his eyes wasn't anger or care, it was something far more dangerous. Something that didn't ask. Something that claimed. Years ago, he had left without a word. Everyone thought it was his choice. But the truth was, he left to protect her from himself, from the way his gaze lingered too long, from the darkness inside him that whispered her name like a sin. He thought distance would bury it, that time would erase it. But obsession doesn't fade. It waits. It grows in silence. And now he was back. Standing too close, holding her too tightly, looking at her like he had already crossed a line she didn't even know existed. "I did that once," he said quietly. "Let you go." His hold tightened just slightly. "Not again." In that moment, Arohi understood something she should have realized the second he walked back into her life. He didn't come back to stay. He came back because he couldn't stay away. Because the darkness he once ran from now wanted her. Not gently. Not safely. But completely.

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞. ❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎ Living on Yakuza territory was never supposed to be her story. But debts don't forgive. And neither do the men who collect them. She was a loyalist to the rules until she unwittingly developed a taste for danger. She began to mistake recklessness for freedom, intoxication for strength, until the lines between caution and calamity dissolved altogether. And then there was him. The one they whispered about. The one with blood on his hands and shadows in his eyes. The one who looked at her like he had already decided how this would end. She did not want him, not until his cards came into play and she realized he had marked her as his ace, the piece he would use to topple the table and destroy the pot. She realized that falling back on the rules couldn't save her. It was already too late. He was going to ruin her, and she could feel the truth of it in her bones. He would twist her into a weapon, his own fire to ignite the empire. But one can forget how fickle the flames can be. Stoke them too much, and they no longer obey. They consume everything, even the hands that set them ablaze. ❥❥❥❥❥ ❣︎ 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. ❣︎ 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬. ❣︎ 𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐢-𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨.

What should've been just one night of surrendering to my desires turned into an endless stream of obsession. A deadly obsession. A sickening, mind-numbing obsession. She coursed through my veins, spreading rapidly like venom. She was my very own poison. She was my savior and my downfall. She was everything that I've ever dreamed of, everything I've ever wanted. Her taste lingered on my tongue, her scent haunted me every day, and her siren eyes were imprinted into my memory forever. She shouldn't have left me, she shouldn't have created this insatiable craving that couldn't be relinquished. Despite her attempt at trying to run from me, there wasn't a corner of this Earth that she could hide in because I'd always find her. Wherever she went, I'd be right behind her. Chasing her. Hunting her. Yearning for her. Becoming infatuated with the seductress wasn't on my agenda. I didn't plan on being sucked into her world but here I was, on my knees for a woman who pushed me away every chance she got. I burned for her and I'd burn the world for her. She controlled my heart, mind, body, and soul. And the worst part was, I wouldn't have it any other way.

𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆. · · ─ · ♡ · ─ · · Liliana Quinn was raised to be the perfect doll. In Ridgewood, a small town shrouded in secrecy, obedience was a way of life for girls like her. She followed the rules of The Solace Institute-a place that shaped girls into flawless women, loyal wives, and nothing more. But what Liliana didn't know was that The Solace Institute wasn't just a school. It was part of something far larger. She was part of something far larger. She was their project. A project she knew nothing about. But when her arranged marriage takes her to New York, Liliana's carefully constructed world turns upside down. Her fiancé isn't who he seems, and she falls into the hands of Ricco Russo-a devil who wants nothing more than to corrupt her perfect innocence. Trapped in his dangerous world, Liliana must confront the lies that shaped her life and decide if she'll remain their creation-or break free. · · ─ · ♡ · ─ · · 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #1 𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 - 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 - 𝑬𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 - 𝑴𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒂 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 - 𝑬𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 - 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒔 - 𝑽𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒏 - 𝑨𝒈𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒑

❝𝐇𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐎𝐰𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐈𝐭 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐫❞ Book One Of Obsession Series 𝐕𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 × 𝐈𝐫𝐚 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬.𝐁𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐥.𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. This is what they call him, Veeransh Thakur, a 30-year-old businessman and a Mafia. He rules with power, where life and death mean nothing and enemies only make him stronger. He rarely shows emotions, and when he does, it's never without meaning. For four years, he has been in love with his best friend's sister silently, dangerously. But, Veeransh has one rule: never get attached. Yet the moment he truly lets himself feel, the line between control and obsession begins to blur. _______________ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞.𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐦.𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭. This is Ira Rajvansh, a 22-year-old second-year college student. Soft-hearted and kind, she is good at everything except cooking. She dreams of becoming a dancer and opening her own dance academy one day. She has never been in love, never even had the chance until she meets him. But her world shifts when she realizes the man she feels drawn to is her brother's best friend and the most dangerous man she could ever fall for. Their worlds were never meant to collide one built on power, danger, and control, the other on dreams, warmth, and quiet strength. Yet fate pulls them closer. Where he sees a weakness he cannot afford, she sees a man no one else tries to understand. And somewhere between fear and desire, they become each other's greatest weakness and the only place that feels like home.

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.