You can lock up a monster, but you can't kill his obsession. Six years in a psych ward didn't fix Silas Kane. It only sharpened his hunger. Ivy Monroe was the only thing that soothed the void inside him the quiet girl next door, the one he watched, craved, and would kill for. Now he's free. The world thinks he's hunting revenge. But monsters don't care about justice. They care about possession. He's not coming to save her. He's not coming to love her. He's coming to own her. This isn't a love story. This is a warning. He's not a hero. He's not even human. And once you let the monster in he never leaves. Read if you dare. SOOTHE THE MONSTER 18+ | Psychopath MMC | Stalker | Obsession | Graphic Violence | No Redemption

After transmigrating into a 1990s-era novel as nothing more than a disposable side character, Lin Xiyue expected a quiet, forgettable life. Instead, she was dragged back to the city with her mother - only to be rejected by her so-called relatives, who wanted nothing to do with them. Fine. If they wouldn't take her in, she'd make her own way. With a bit of shameless persistence (and a lot of dramatic flair), Lin Xiyue successfully pushed her mother into remarrying her first love - a widower raising a young son on his own. And the moment she heard the boy's name- Lin Xiyue froze. Wait a second. Had she just... latched onto the male lead?! A gentle, refined male lead, no less - the kind who was supposed to revolve around the heroine, not her. So why- Why was he constantly sticking to her side? Why was someone known for being warm and mild suddenly so overbearing? And why did this so-called "gentle male lead" start locking her in the house?! Hold on. Something is very wrong here. Just what kind of monster is hiding inside that "gentle" shell? - Lin Xiyue: I've secured the male lead's backing - my future is guaranteed! Hehe~ He Mingchu: Picked up a little pet and brought her home... this should be fun. Heh. - Lin Xiyue: Wait... you're saying the original male lead has already been replaced... and this one is actually a yandere?! ...Am I still going to survive this?! He Mingchu: Hm? You're saying I didn't transmigrate - I entered a novel? ...Doesn't matter. With my little pet around, life is still quite entertaining.

Sophia was always the quiet one - the shadow in every family photo, the name they never called first. Her sister got the love. She got the silence. But when one night of betrayal shatters everything, Sophia walks away from the life that never chose her. Years later, just when she's learned to heal, the past comes knocking again - and she must decide if forgiveness is strength... or another way to break.

Laetitia Burnwick was a villain. Not because she dared to look the devil in the eyes, but because she dared to love him. She chose him. But the laurel wreath had never been on her head. Haedes Wargreaves loved someone else. She tried to destroy their love, only to regret it at the last second and die for it. Now, she is reborn. She knows about her fate and she wants to give up Haedes. Even though she still loves him. Even though it kills her. However, the opposite of fate is not choice. It's oblivion. And Haedes doesn't remember a thing. 𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔 NEW UPLOADS every two weeks on Thursdays, at 7 PM, EST

"Vikram... please..." Naina cried softly as he dragged her down the grand staircase of the Rathore mansion. Her tears blurred her vision while her trembling hands tried to loosen his painful grip around her wrist. "I didn't steal anything..." But Vikram didn't stop. "Get out!" he said dangerously quiet, throwing her bag near her feet. Naina looked at him shattered completely. "Suniye... main kaha jaungi...?" she asked broken. Then Vikram looked at her with eyes colder than she had ever seen before. "Go back to your world, you cannot digest luxuries " He said.. Tropes: Secret Baby ✧ Rejected Pregnant Wife ✧ Morally Grey Hero ✧ Dominant Hero × innocent Heroine ✧ Angst Romance ✧ Groveling Hero ✧ Possessive MMC

~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~• She was once the heartbeat of the Rai Singhania mansion.The laughter that softened power.The smile that lit marble halls brighter than chandeliers. Siyaisha Rai Singhania-the youngest, the purest, the most loved. Five powerful brothers stood guard around her. A father who once called her his pride. A grandparents who worshipped her existence. Until one day... love turned lethal. A single accusation shattered everything. Her father's slap branded her a witch. Her brothers called her shameless, a disgrace, a stain. Her dance ,her devotion, her soul, was dragged through filth. They said she danced to seduce men. The poison had a name-Darika A sweet face hiding venomous jealousy. She didn't want a place in the family- she wanted Siyaisha's place. Lies were whispered. Proofs were planted. Trust turned to hatred. And one stormy night, Siyaisha was thrown out of her home. No evidence. No voice.truth unheard. EIGHT YEARS PASSED. Eight years of pain, survival, and rebirth. Now she's back. Not as the naïve princess they broke but as a woman forged in fire. Unbreakable. Fearless. Untouchable. She no longer needs their love. She no longer needs their name. Because now-she is her own empire. When the broken daughter returns to the family that destroyed her... Will they realised the truth? will they beg for forgiveness? Or face the storm they created? Siyaisha is back. And this time-she's not here to be accepted. She's here to conquer. ~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~•

He had everything - money, power, influence. But the one thing he could never control... was his wife. For three years, the world envied their perfect marriage. The media called them the golden couple of high society. But behind the doors of the luxurious Oberoi mansion, their relationship was nothing more than a cold business deal. Ignored. Humiliated. Treated like a decoration beside one of the country's most powerful billionaires - Aadhira finally reaches her breaking point. On the night of their anniversary, instead of a gift, she hands him divorce papers. "I don't love you anymore, Mr. Oberoi." Everyone expects the arrogant billionaire to throw her out without a second glance. But for the first time in his life... Arjun Oberoi refuses to lose. The woman he once neglected is suddenly walking away, hiding secrets powerful enough to destroy his empire - and maybe his heart. Now the entire elite world watches as love turns into obsession, revenge, betrayal, and a dangerous game neither of them is ready to lose. Because sometimes... the most expensive mistake a billionaire can make is underestimating his wife.

He forced her into his name. Into his world. Into a life she never chose. Ram Kapoor doesn't love-he claims. But Priya Sharma was never meant to be owned. She wears his surname. Lives under his roof. Carries his mark. And still- She looks at him like he has nothing.

"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.

1857 - The year the soil of India turned red, not just with blood... but betrayal. Meera Thakur is the daughter of a freedom fighter. Bold, furious, and loyal to her land. Captain Aaric Grayson is a British officer - ruthless, powerful, and disturbingly obsessed. When power collides with rebellion, and obsession meets resistance - a war begins that neither the country nor their hearts are ready for. ✦ Forbidden romance ✦ Enemies-to-lovers ✦ Obsession vs loyalty ✦ This is not just a love story. This is a war between pride, power, and passion. ⚠️ Historical Fiction | Dark Themes | Wattpad Original 🔥 Updates every week 💌 Drop your thoughts in comments