In a college where friendships blur into feelings, three couples find their lives quietly entangled in ways none of them expected. What begins as simple attraction soon turns into a complicated web of love, loyalty, jealousy, and choices that can't be undone. As secrets slowly surface and boundaries start to fade, each character is forced to question what they truly want-and what they are willing to lose for it. Some connections are meant to last, others are destined to break... but in this story, every choice leaves a mark on all three couples. Because in the end, love isn't just about finding the right person-it's about surviving the threads you were never supposed to touch.

In a world where love is never accidental and every connection is stitched by unseen forces, five lives collide in a storm of obsession, betrayal, and supernatural fate. At a mysterious university hidden between ancient ruins and modern chaos, Vartika begins to experience visions of lives she never lived-yet somehow remembers too well. Advait, calm and dangerously perceptive, seems to know more about her destiny than he admits. Shaurya carries a darkness that bends reality around him, as if emotions themselves obey his will. Kairana, radiant but unpredictable, is drawn into a bond she cannot explain with Daksh, whose presence feels like a curse wrapped in protection. Meanwhile, hidden forces begin to tighten the threads between these couples-threads that were never meant to be tangled. As love deepens, so does the danger. Every emotion awakens something older than time itself, something that feeds on desire, pain, and karmic debt. Soon, the question is not who loves whom-but who survives whom when destiny finally demands repayment. Because in this story... every heartbeat is a consequence.

⚠️ TW : contains violence

Book 1 of 'Obsessed Love' series Meet Ekansh Rai, India's most feared mafia king and number one businessman. His heart is forged in steel, fueled by hatred for his father, Mahindra Rai. Mahindra's infidelity destroyed Ekansh's family, driving his mother, Nalini, to suicide. Ekansh vows to protect her legacy. To ensure his stepmother, Nisha, doesn't inherit Nalini's property, Ekansh signs a contract: he must marry and produce an heir within two years. If he fails, Nisha inherits everything. Enter Samyuktika, a beautiful and innocent middle-class girl. Her family faces financial ruin, unable to afford her grandmother's cancer treatment. Mahindra offers aid but at a steep price: her hand in marriage to Ekansh. Trapped in a web of power, revenge, and desire, Ekansh and Samyuktika must navigate their complicated pasts and uncertain futures. Will Ekansh's darkness consume me Samyuktika, or will she be his redemption? Warnings: Mature themes, strong language, ¹. Chapters: Completed Updates: Regular Start reading to unravel the tangled web of love, power, and obsession! Some possible hashtags: #HisDarkObsession #MafiaRomance #ForcedMarriage #BillionaireLoveStory #IndianFiction #RomanceNovel #Drama

⚠️ Mature content only for readers above eighteen ⚠️ Jheel Kumari has been running away all her life. It has always been something to run from ; family problems, daddy issues, bullies, overweight criticisms, dark skin shaming, and.....him. He has been the biggest problem of her life. Him, who ruined everything in her life and.....her. So, like always, she ran but, from him the hardest and furthest. He is her nightmare. Advait Thakre. The son of the chief minister. He has never faced troubles, all thanks to the privileged life he got; amazing parents, wealth, supportive friends, liberty, fame, and what not. He has a bad habit of getting everything in his life.....except her. She is his stubbornness, passion, and madness. Her, whom he wants to accomplish like a challenge. She is his first and only problem. It's a game for both of them. For Jheel, it's hide and seek before she gets caught. For Advait, it's chess, and he is a mastermind of tricks and manipulation, making sure anyhow he wins. Let the game begin. *Not a sweet and simple romance. Contains mature themes*

TALES OF GOENKA The story of three brother who love each other the most. The elder son or first heir of goenka who was ruthless, arrogent and number one business man and he love his wife. Because she's his first love and last love. He was most handsome man all girl droll on him but he doesn't give shit about them only focus on his wife shevya Atharv Goenka.But one mistake changed everything, their relationship, their love. ATHARV GOENKA The second heir of GOENKA who respect his elder brother the most help his brother in his business. he is very cold to everyone he is not open to everyone. He is most handsome man and not intrested in marriage. But somehow he is married to innocent girl Heer but he does not even look at Her because of some mistakes of the past. . He is none other than KARTIK GOENKA The third heir of GOENKA who was likes a baby of GOENKA family. He was very clam and very fun loving person. But he trouble maker. He loves his both brother the most and love his family and very extrovert person. He also help is brother in his business. but he's in college right now doing his masters. He is none other than VED GOENKA

Silk saree. Diamond necklace. Red lips. A wealthy man's possession. A mistress. Her fingers slowly touched the fading bruise near her collarbone before quickly moving away, as though even she could not bear touching herself anymore. Outside the locked bedroom, laughter and music echoed through the mansion halls. Another party. Another night where powerful people would stare at her with curiosity, pity, or hidden mockery. "That's Abhinandan Varada's mistress" "She used to be a classical dancer, right?" "What a waste." The whispers never ended. Ahalya closed her eyes tightly. Once, people looked at her with admiration. Now they looked at her like sin A knock came at the door. "Madam,""Sir is calling you downstairs." Her stomach tightened instantly. Fear had become instinct now. Ahalya wiped her tears before they could fall and forced herself to stand. No matter how broken she felt... He would still call. And she would still go. Because Abhinandan Varada always got what he wanted. Always. She slowly walked through the grand corridors of the mansion that looked more like a golden cage than a home. Guards lowered their heads as she passed. No one met her eyes. No one dared. There Abhinandan sat lazily on the couch, glass of whiskey in one hand, looking powerful enough to own the entire world. And maybe he did. But the moment his eyes landed on her, something dangerous softened in his expression. "There you are, little doe." The endearment made her chest ache. A year ago, she had been a rising dancer with dreams in her eyes. Now she trembled hearing a man call her with affection. He opened one arm toward her casually. "Come here." Ahalya stood frozen. Every instinct inside her wanted to run. But there was nowhere left to run anymore. Because the cruelest thing about Abhinandan Varada was not his power. Not his anger. Not even the darkness inside him. It was the way he destroyed her life... And then loved her among the ruins.

His hand made its way to my face as I slapped it away,"Please don't touch me....." "Amore,calm down. God has already punished me by making me fall for you. Your tiny tiny mistakes are giving me pain."His voice suddenly changed its tone. It sounded harsh and demanding."I heard that you went to stay in that punk's house?What was his name if I recall?Adarsh right?" I fisted my clothes fiddling them nervously hearing his name from Sultanji's mouth. His eyes were suddenly dark. "Should I kill that boy?What's your relationship with him?" "No plea-" Before I could finish my sentence he placed his finger on my lips."Sssshh............" I broke down into tears,"He is innocent. He has nothing to do with me." I begged but he ignored my pleas. He was rather busy playing with my hairs and touching me. "If he means nothing to you then stop wasting your tears on him princess." He ordered. I didn't mean to sob but it got harder to me as I clasped my mouth with my hand. In a way to stop myself from crying. His hand brushed on my chin before he leaned closer. I panicked at the closeness. His eyes were on my lips. With force I pushed him away. He was startled at my behaviour. "I am not that type of girl. Please stop touching me here and there."I screamed as tears streamed from my eyes. "Only my husband can touch me as he likes not any other man." He was initially shocked at my reaction but then a smirk appeared on his face. I shouldn't have said that. "As you please princess......as I can't resist myself from touching you and you won't give yourself to anyone except your husband,then get ready for the Nikaah." Possessiveness in love, You are a cute lover. Over possessive, You are Mr Jailor. Extreme Possessive, You are nowhere.

The Rajawats are the epitome of power and prestige-ruling the political world while dominating the business empire for generations. They are a family bound by tradition, fiercely protective of their customs and beliefs, even in a world that's constantly changing. Their values define them, their rules control them, and their loyalty to their legacy makes them untouchable. But what truly sets the Rajawats apart are their heirs. These men are not just royalty; they are legends in their own right. Each of them possesses a dangerous charm that's impossible to resist. One is as cold and emotionless as stone, the second is wild with a fiery temper, and the third? Arrogant to the core, with confidence that can break anyone's resolve. They are the kind of men every woman dreams of but also fears-because being close to them is as thrilling as it is terrifying. Every woman in the country would die for a chance to become a part of the Rajawat family. But being their bride isn't a fairytale-it's a battle. Behind the grandeur of the mansion and the weight of their last name lies a world full of secrets, power struggles, and hidden scars. The brides are nothing like their intimidating husbands, and the clash of personalities will either destroy them or make them stronger than ever. This isn't just about love; it's about survival, ambition, and discovering what truly matters when you're caught between a family bound by tradition and your own dreams. Dive into the lives of the Rajawat heirs and the women brave enough to stand by their side. Their journey will take you through passion, chaos, and the kind of drama you won't be able to look away from. #1 in royalfamily #1 in royal #1 in husbandwife #1 in brides #3 in arrogant #5 in desi

Tanisha, a kind yet introverted girl from a middle-class family, lives a quiet life, distant from her parents and struggling to make meaningful connections. Her beauty and gentle nature often go unnoticed in a world that's too busy for the shy, but her world changes when she meets Ayman. He's the epitome of power, wealth, and allure-a playboy mafia boss with icy grey eyes that can freeze anyone in place. Known for his ruthless ways, Ayman plays with hearts, cheats without remorse, and has a reputation for causing chaos. Yet, he's drawn to Tanisha's innocence, intrigued by the one person who doesn't fall for his charm. Their relationship begins as a toxic whirlwind, with Ayman's cruelty and Tanisha's hesitance creating a dangerous dynamic. Though she finds herself falling deeper under his spell, she struggles to break free from the emotional prison he's built around her. Ayman, seeing something in Tanisha that no one else has, battles his own dark desires, torn between the love he doesn't know how to feel and the ruthless life he refuses to let go of. Their story is a twisted dance of passion, manipulation, and longing-one where trust is fragile and love may not be enough to save them. * Note Before you dive into it The story contains mature themes like domestic violence, abuse, rape, but has a happy ending and character development