''He killed for her once. Now he'd do it again---if she just asked.'' 🍭 She looks normal and average enough. Sarcastic smile. Quiet eyes. The kind of girl who blends in. But inside her chest is a pulse that beats for chaos. A hybristophiliac. A sexual sadist. She hides it well... Until he shows her what she's been waiting for. He's the golden boy of the University. Cocky. Loud. The jock with the easy smile, the charm, the muscles, and just enough arrogance to make her roll her eyes every time they cross paths. But one night, a fight turns violent. One mistake. One dead man. She doesn't scream. She helps him bury it. Now, he can't let her go. The guilt twists into devotion, the fear into obsession. He follows her like a shadow, hungry for her approval, desperate to please. And she learns how easily he breaks, how far he'll go when she whispers what she wants. And as bodies start to pile up in their campus town, they all think they're hunting a monster. They just haven't realized it's a pair. 🍬 [Warning: includes explicit mature themes and gore. Viewer's discretion is adviced]

╔═════ஜ۩۞۩ஜ═════╗ Lᴏᴠᴇ & Oʙsᴇssɪᴏɴ sᴇʀɪᴇs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴏɴᴇ ╚═════ஜ۩۞۩ஜ═════╝ Dᴀʀᴋ Rᴏᴍᴀɴᴄe ══════◄••❀••►══════ He brushed my hair away from my tear-streaked face, smiling at my disheveled appearance. "Tell me, little cat, what can you do now?" he asked, fully aware of the answer. My throat was tight, but I managed to whisper, "Nothing." He chuckled darkly. "Correct answer." Then, I felt a cold metal press against my ring finger. I glanced down to see him sliding a ring onto it. My eyes widened at the sight of the delicate silver band-thin and smooth, with a polished finish, adorned with a tiny, round diamond at its center. His blood stained the ring. In simple terms, it was a cage-seemingly straightforward but heavy with meaning. It was a symbol of his power and possession over me; I belonged to him. I began to feel a sense of suffocation, as if the ring were tightening around my throat, but I remained silent while he gently caressed the ring on my finger. "Never take this off," he murmured, bringing my hand to his lips and kissing the ring before brushing each of my knuckles softly, leaving behind a tainted mark. "Now sleep, little cat. A grand punishment awaits you behind the red doors." I closed my eyes, surrendering entirely. Dizziness began to wash over me. I had fought to keep my eyes open, knowing I was on the verge of losing consciousness. But now, it was over. Everything. I let my mind rest for a moment before bracing for another hell. The sound of the rain faded away as I slipped into darkness. ══════◄••❀••►══════ Where death lies, the Leviathan Hart mention. Fall in love but more like suffocation. Luna stewart, a beautiful shaped soul. Trapped in the world of his dark obsession. ══════◄••❀••►══════ Trigger warning- mature sce

(Book 1 of "Never Alone" series) "Love? huh! who will love a girl like me. I have always walked alone " thought Sarakshi watching the lovey-dovey couples in park. "Love? are you asking me if I love someone? I've already done this mistake once dad, don't expect me to fall in love with someone again. I don't want anyone I can walk alone like I'm doing know, I have you guys and most importantly I DON'T BELIEVE IN LOVE" said Rashvik furiously to his dad. "dadda why you angry" asked the little boy with tears in his eyes. What will happen when this two are forced to marry each other, will they be happy will they give this relationship a chance? will they ever fall in Love? Tropes: Arranged marriage CEO X CEO Grumpy X introvert Second marriage Single father Past traumas She fell first he fell harder ~YOU NEVER WALK ALONE~ HOPE YOU LIKE THE STORY THANK YOU Insta I'd- @lyr__ish The initial chapters are short and are not completely edited and there's a lot of mistakes. So please ignore it. But as you'll proceed, the chapters are longer and are written in a bit better way! [English is not my first language]

Book - 2 (Best friends series) Vansh x Amaya 🔥 He had never wanted it. She had embraced it with her whole heart. Tropes Arranged marriage Unrequited Love (at first) Mafia x Innocent Love Slow-Burn Romance Forced Proximity The Mafia's Untouched Queen Love vs. Duty Jealousy Awakens Love The Ultimate Sacrifice Dark Past, Bright Love

Blaire. Kai. Jude. The world didn't exist outside of the three of them. Bound by blood, fear and the hope of leaving together. What happens when the trio decide to leave their foster home, find a home for themselves elsewhere? What happens when they stumble upon familiar men? What happens when these men hunt them down? Not to kill. To bring them home. Will Blaire learn to trust anyone other than the twins? Will the twins learn to give over control, allow themselves to live? Or will secrets turn it all upside down? Started: 4/12/25 Ended: 7/02/26

He saves lives for a living. She's running out of time. At twenty-eight, he has learned how to hold a dying child's hand without letting his own shake, how to walk out of hospital rooms and still function like nothing inside him just broke. People call him brilliant, detached, untouchable. They don't see the exhaustion that sleep never fixes, or the quiet guilt he carries like a second heartbeat. At twenty-three, she is all stubborn hope and unfinished dreams. A girl who collects moments like they are something she can keep, a girl who smiles like she has forever, even when her heart says otherwise. When their worlds collide, it isn't gentle. It is sharp, inconvenient, and far too personal. He is supposed to treat her, keep a professional distance, remain just her doctor. She refuses to be just another case file, another patient he forgets how to feel for. Somewhere between hospital corridors and late-night conversations, something begins to shift. Lines blur. Silences grow heavier. And the kind of love they never planned for starts to take shape in the spaces they were trying so hard to protect. But love, in a world measured by heartbeats and deadlines, comes with a cost. Because sometimes, saving someone means losing yourself.
 And sometimes, the hardest truth to face is that not every story is meant to last forever. Just to give you a sense of what to expect, the story explores dynamics like: Wattpad Author × Doctor Childhood bestfriends to Strangers to Lovers Sunshine × Black Cat Energy Soft Girl × Emotionally Unavailable Man She Falls First, He falls harder "I Know You Can, But Let Me" Love He Doesn't Save Her, He Teaches Her to Live Overprotected Girl × The Man Who Sets Her Free Slow Burn That Feels Like Home He Notices Everything About Her She Writes Love, He Becomes It "You Wrote Me Wrong" Trope Wishlist Romance (He Fulfills Her Small Dreams) Emotional Intimacy > Physical Romance

Violet Nevaeh never had a real childhood. Her so-called parents were cold, cruel, and controlling-always telling her she wasn't enough, punishing her for the smallest things, even forcing her to starve. She grew up bruised, quiet, and scared... but somehow still holding on. Then one day, everything changed. They died in a car crash-and she felt nothing. That's when she found out the truth: they weren't her real parents. They had kidnapped her when she was two. Thrown into social care, Violet learns she has six older brothers-rich, powerful, and dead serious about protecting her. But there's a catch: they're part of the mafia. Now, she's stuck between the life she escaped and the one she never saw coming. Can she learn to trust again? Or will the past keep chasing her, no matter where she goes?

At just a few months old, Myra was stolen in the dead of night; torn from her father, her brothers, and her twin. Escaping the orphanage, surviving the streets, and blind to the people that 'saved' her, Myra didn't just endure. Myra clawed her way out, and she burned everything in her wake to ashes. Seventeen years later, she's not just alive. She's powerful. Dangerous. Untouchable. Myra built her empire from the blood she's bled, the blood she's spilled, and secrets she'd kill to protect. It's not just her identity she's concealing - it's the cracks. She's back. But she's not the little sister they imagined. Can she keep everything hidden when a twist of fate drops her into the lap of her so-called family?

·:*¨༺ "𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓾𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓛𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼" ༻¨*:· ┏━━°❀•°•❀°━━━━┓ 𝗥𝘂𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗸𝗮 ┗━━°❀•°•❀°━━━━┛ The little girl endured constant neglect and cruel taunts, always hearing words like, '𝘉𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯', '𝘜𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴', '𝘜𝘯𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥'. For the first thirteen years of her life, the people she called as her family abandon her at an orphanage while severing all the ties with her. She had borne the pain with a smile, accepting the harshness, but when they finally left her behind, it broke her. Still shattered, yet not defeated, she found strength in her faith to guide her through the pain, even though it never seemed to stop. Just when it seemed like she had reached her breaking point, her life took an unexpected turn. She was adopted by a man who promised her the one thing she had always longed for, a family. Shivendra Rathore, a businessman and once the feared Mafia King known as SR. He was the father of five boys, each with a distinct personality and unique traits. What would happen when he welcomed a little girl into his family? A girl destined to change not only his life but his entire family's, bringing back the hope he had lost after the death of his beloved wife. Will Ruhanika finally be able to bring back the happiness the family had lost? Will she be the one to melt the tough exterior of these people? Will she ever find the true family she's longed for? Follow Ruhanika's journey as she learns that family isn't defined by blood, but by the heart. "A tale of healing and finding love in heart which doesn't pumps the same blood as mine." - 𝗥𝘂𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗸𝗮

Seventeen-year-old Nora Smith loses everything in a single night. By morning, she discovers she was never as alone as she thought. Six brothers in Milan. A powerful family her mother ran from. A legacy built on blood and silence. As Nora is pulled into the world her mother tried to escape, she must decide whether family is something that protects you... or something that burns everything it touches. Because blood doesn't burn.