Monsters don't hide under the bed anymore....atleast her's didn't. He sleeps with her, beside her, in her bed. They do not have horns and fangs anymore....atleast her's didn't. He was the most beautiful thing she ever saw. They are not all about hating you.....atleast her's wasn't. He loved her... beyond the definition of human love. He loved her more than humanly possible. He loved her a bit too much... Excerpt "Ahh," he pulled her up fisting her hair in his grip. She let out a yelp as her back banged into his jeep. Her eyes were on his, and his was screaming rage. He grabbed her jaw. "Say it again," he said. "I-I will always be y-yours," she repeated. "Say it with my name."I-I am y-yours Shahzain," Sitara said, and he leaned more into her. His grip around her jaw loosened, and his hand cupped her cheek and pulled open her naqab. He rested his forehead on hers. "You are Sitara. You are mine. Just mine...." His lips engulfed her's and his hands traveled to her waist. He pulled her closer to her, eating up the tiniest bit of space they had in between. He gripped his shoulders tightly as a reflex. Just like his eyes, his kiss was dominating too, making every breath of Sitara submit to him.

We all have regrets in our life. Some big and some small. And only one thing comes out of it, Only If. Only If, I could go back in the past and change that so that I won't regret it in the future. Only If, it was possible to do that. Let's see what happened with a couple, who was also each other best friends, that they also think about this 'Only If' This is a short story. Give this story a try, guys. I promise you won't regret it. The plot was given to me by my friend @ankitaghosh205. And I am going to write this story.

"You disgust me." "Funny, you're the one living off my money, paying with your body. Don't talk to me about disgust." Her chest tightened as his words sank in, sharp as knives. "Have some shame" she tried to form a response...trying to save a little dignity she had . "Like you have left any ?" he murmured, his voice like smoke , as he stared down at her lying beneath him with no clothes . There's no escaping -no running from the fire they've started. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and is my original creation. Please do not copy, translate, repost, or adapt any part of it without explicit written permission. Plagiarism or unauthorized use of this content is strictly prohibited and may lead to action. Let's respect each other's creativity. Thank you for understanding. A Gentle Note for New Readers 🌿 Some moments are best experienced firsthand - not through a comment or a message thread. There might be spoilers tucked away in the message board or replies. If you're just starting the story, maybe tiptoe around those for now ✨ Let the story unfold the way it was meant to - one surprise at a time ♡ 1st in #heavy-angst 6th in #forcedmarriage 7th in #abusivehusband 28th in #angst 26th in #desi

⚠ READ THIS BEFORE YOU CONTINUE ⚠ This story follows a middle-class couple consumed by their insecurities, hatred, and struggles over time. It is a dark, tragic, and painful narrative. There is no justice, no happy ending, and no relief. The epilogue is just as devastating as the rest of the story. If you are sensitive to tragic and angsty themes, DO NOT READ THIS BOOK. CONTENT WARNINGS ⚠ Tragic ending Abusive language Abusive relationship Self-harm No redemption, no justice I am NOT forcing anyone to read this. If you choose to continue, do not come to me later complaining about the story, its content, or how it should have ended differently. That is not up for discussion. If you feel the need to dictate how a story should be written, write your own. This is MY work, my imagination, and I STAND BY IT. If this book is not for you, simply don't read it. If you still choose to, that's entirely on YOU.

The story is based on two timelines (80s and early 2000s) in a rural area. It's a story about a lover (ashiq), his love (uski ashiqui) and her (wo)? Her who become third person in her own marriage. ☆Warning :This story contains mature themes. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. As I said before this is based in a rural area so am just giving you guys a heads. And please read the note first before diving into the story ♡ Readers discretion is advised.

A short story of a girl name jyoti. Start:-16 march 2025 Ended:16 march 2025