​🏆 #23 in #obsessive - 25/04/26 🏆 #72 in #familydrama-27/04/26 #35 in #familydrama-28/04/26 She is his obsession. He is her cage." Ananya Goenka is 22, innocent, and a final-year Commerce topper. Her world is filled with lectures, family, and a bright future. She thinks leading the University Gala is her biggest achievement. She has no idea she has already been marked by a man who lives in the shadows. Avinash Dev Rathore is 30, cold, and a ruthless billionaire. His world is one of power, greed, and absolute control. He doesn't believe in love-he believes in possession. When he sees Ananya, he doesn't just see a student; he sees a prize he must own. The 8 year age gap isn't the only thing between them. It's the distance between her light and his darkness. While she prepares for her career, he is preparing her golden cage. Ananya thinks she's coordinating an event, but Avinash has already decided her fate. The innocent student. The obsessed shark. A marriage that was never a choice. "Enjoy your freedom, Ananya. Because once the Gala begins, you belong to me." To know what happened you have to read the story Avinash x Ananya #Mafia #Billionaire #DarkRomance #Possessive #AgeGap. #Obsession. #ForcedProximity #Protective #HiddenIdentity #IndianRomance #DesiRomance #Aesthetic #SlowBurn #SecretMafia #MarriageOfConvenience #HeFellFirst #JadedHero #InnocentHeroine

She was ice and he was flame-two souls who despised each other with a deadly passion. But fate twisted cruelly, binding them in marriage. His hand clamped around her waist, dragging her against him. "Welcome to damnation, my flower... or should I say, Mrs. Rayan Baloch." Her gaze burned with equal hatred as she curled her arms around his neck, pulling him in. "Let's see how you survive this inferno, dear husband." Both smirked, knowing the war had just begun

Completed on May 29, 2020. ~ "Ap...." (You....) Muntaha couldn't utter anything else as Faris 'shh'ed her. He grabbed her by her shoulders and turned her around. Their eyes met in the mirror and they stood staring into each others eyes for what felt like eternity. Muntaha couldn't handle the heat of his gaze anymore and looked down shyly making Faris chuckle. He moved all her hair to one shoulder and tied the tassel at the back. He then saw the golden neclace lying on the table. He had noticed she never took it off, last night she was wearing this necklace even though she had taken off every other jewellery and makeup which made him hide a smile. He picked up the necklace from the table and tied it around her neck. She, who was continuously looking down with her chin touching her chest, looked up when she felt something cold touching her neck. Her eyes again met his and this time she didn't look down. Actually, she couldn't look down as his grey orbs held her green ones captive. Faris then took something out from his pocket and handed it to Muntaha. She looked at her hand in confusion and realised he put some money in her hand. She questioningly looked back at him who kissed her temple and said, "Apna sadqa de dena." (Give your sadqa.) Crimson tinted her cheeks as he left the room leaving his wife in a whirlwind of emotions. The air around her giggled at the mess of a girl who stared at her husband's back with haya surrounding her. ~ This is a story about an 18-year-old girl Muntaha Saleem trying to follow her dreams. She's managing her grades as a scholarship student of a prestigious medical college. She's a know-it-all with a shy but sweet personality. Throw in Faris bin Zayyad Khan, the male version of beauty with brains. He's handsome, he's smart and he knows that. What happens when the both- the alpha male and the not-so-confident wallflower- are tied together in a knot by fate? This is my first story. Give it a try! :)

Maysa Jaleel is a south asian mafia queen carved from vengeance and steel, ruling her empire with a mind sharper than any blade. Burak Ghazi is her sworn enemy-the king of a rival syndicate, forged in fire and known for burning kingdoms to ash. Their blood feud has shaped the streets for years. But when war threatens to destroy everything they've built, a strategic marriage is the only way to stop the slaughter. Now bound by a truce neither of them wants, Maysa and Burak must navigate a union steeped in distrust, resentment, and blistering tension. Behind closed doors, their marriage is a battlefield-each word a weapon, each glance a challenge. Because in this war, love isn't the weakness. Mercy is. Could be read as a standalone.

Catalyna Jade has spent most of her life underneath her father's control. Being Damien Jade's daughter came with money and protection, but rarely the freedom to make her own choices. Especially when it came to marriage. At twenty-one, Catalyna learns she's expected to marry twenty-five-year-old Braxton Millien Kanu-a quiet, possessive, and dangerous man deeply involved in the same world her father tried to shelter her from. Neither of them chose the arrangement, and Catalyna has no intentions of making it easy. But somewhere between arguments, family secrets, dangerous business, and wedding plans, their arrangement slowly becomes something neither of them expected. They were told to get married. Nobody told them what would happen if they actually fell in love.

Kamilla runs down the stairs, her fingers clutching her dress to prevent it from trailing behind her. she's about to walk down completely when his voice stops her. "Princess" He calls out in a raspy voice and she freezes. Kamilla doesn't turn to stare at him or acknowledge him and that only seems to irk him more. 'Princess' Calls me that like he cares. 'Good, it should' she says internally. "Go and change" He instructs and instantly her pulse beats at his words and she finds herself exhaling slowly before turning to face him. "who are you to tell me what to do" She spits eyes glaring in his direction but she doesn't maintain eye contact. Sadiq's eyes narrow and he walks closer, his steps predatory. "Your husband" He states matter of factly and she scoffs. "Husband?.." Kamilla pauses for dramatic effect. "Husband to who exactly, is It to the woman you left alone in a rediculously big house or the wife you haven't so much as touched since you got married?" By the end of her sentence, she has her arms folded across her chest as she glares at the rediculously handsome figure in front of her. he might be known as the 'Amir' outside and a crown prince but in here she's his queen. "You want me to touch you princess" His voice is low and sultry as he licks his bottom lip while his gaze remains fixated on her. kamilla's breath gets caught in her throat and heat instantly raises up her cheeks. defiant she raises her chin. "I..We weren't talking about that" She stutters trying to brush it off. Amir Sadiq's face suddenly turns serious as he stands straighter. "Come here princess" He orders in a sharp voice. "Never knew my princess craved for my touch" He mutters low enough. _____ Kamilla Bello never thought that from juggling her daily life in a cafe she sets out in the outskirts of the city with her best friend shed suddenly be wedded off to a man. Not any man but him. Amir J.S.E.H. The man whose name is whispered and a man whose power suffocates,

A writer by passion and a university student, she was everything men wanted in their women but not every family was filled with bustling happiness and after her parents' marriage came to a tragic end, she couldn't bring herself to the thought of loving and marrying someone in the future. Her fear only deepened when her father married for the second time- love wasn't deep and permanent- was all she thought until she met him. He was the son of a politician and a renowned businessman. Everyone in the business and political world worshipped him for what he had and who he was. He had everything but hailing a family like that, he was fated to not have a childhood, dream, passion and perhaps love. He was fated to live for the company. What's life if he didn't get to live it for himself? They then meet, eyes lower and eyes speak. And when eyes speak, souls fall in love. Meet Zaviyar and Maheen.

{Book #1 of The Bloody City Series} Alessio Salvatorini was the Don of the Salvatorini Familia And a man that no one crossed from his cruel reputation alone, but when war is on the rise he ends up being convinced to take the hand of Arianna Valentino as his wife. The eldest Daughter of the Valentino Familia was a mirror of the world she was born into, where there was torture and death, she was a ray of light. But in a surprise contract she quickly finds herself the enemy Don's Wife. The two must then combat the bond they were forced to build with one another but his coldness counters her kindness as the tension between them turns each others into their greatest temptations, as a war sits on the edge of their tumultuous union. (Includes Cursing, and Graphic Content)

"𝑰𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒏... 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒓." Devraj Suryavanshi is on the verge of becoming one of the country's youngest MLAs, carrying a political legacy built on power, loyalty, and secrets no one dares to question. Vedika Shekhawat is a fearless journalist determined to uncover the truths his family has spent years burying. She was never supposed to become part of his life. To Devraj, Vedika was meant to be nothing more than a weapon in the revenge he had planned against her father. A pawn whose name could wound the man he held responsible for destroying his family. Instead, she became the one weakness he could no longer control. Bound together by a marriage neither of them can escape, Vedika finds herself trapped inside the Suryavanshi empire, where every smile hides an agenda, every relationship carries a debt, and every locked door guards a truth written in blood. The deeper she digs into Devraj's family, the more dangerous her questions become. Why was she kept away from India for twenty years? What truly happened between the Shekhawats and the Suryavanshis? And why does the man who married her for revenge protect her as though losing her would destroy him? Some secrets were buried to protect a legacy. Some were buried to hide a crime. And some were buried because the truth could ruin them both. For the first time, Devraj must choose between the Virasat he was born to protect and the woman he would burn it all down for. Because she was supposed to be the price of her father's sins. Instead, she became the reason Devraj might destroy everything he was born to inherit.

What happens when two people got together because they had to and not because they wanted to? * * Meerub Raza, a free spirit 20 yera old with lively dreams and finding love like in her books, suddenly finds her life turned upside down when she founds out her grandfather is dying and he wishes to marry her with not just anyone- to Asad Idris, a self made businessman nearly a decade older than her. * * Asad at 32, has never found any time to think about love. He had a brother to take care of and money to earn. He agress th the marriage for the sake of the man who saw him when no one did. But yet he never expected her- young, impulsive and stubborn and full of life. Thrown into a compromising situation neither of them wanted- How does these two find love? When love isn't the reason, can love still be the outcome? To know.. Stay tuned.