{𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟭 𝗼𝗳 𝗠𝗮𝗳𝗶𝗮 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀} 𝗔 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎-𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌, 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝗦𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗮 𝗠𝗲𝗵𝗿𝗮 barely stepped out of her house unless necessary. Reality had failed her too many times. Love? It was a lie. People? Untrustworthy. The only place she felt safe was between the pages of her dark romance books - where men were possessive, love was dangerous, and betrayal didn't break you beyond repair. But fiction wasn't supposed to become reality. And then she met him. 𝗥𝘂𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝗞𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗮. Mafia King. Busines Tycoon. A name whispered in fear. A man who didn't need permission to take what he wanted. She never believed in love anymore. But this wasn't love. This was obsession. One stolen glance at her in the crowd, and her world was no longer hers. Because when a villain falls, he doesn't fall alone. And Sitara? 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗵𝗶𝘀. __________________________________________ "He was my Darkest Temptation." ~SITARA~ "She was my Sweetest Sin" ~RUVANSH~

His love became her biggest curse in the world. She thought when somebody is in love, the other person's happiness matters the most to that person but her innocence became her biggest enemy. He was the owner of Khurana companies owning the wealth earned by his father and chachu. The person he loves and respects the most in the world is his chachi. He was the reason why people started fearing Khuranas. His brain worked like a devil with his devilish looks. His dark eyes observe the littlest details in his surroundings. He earned the name of the devil for himself. She was the definition of an angel with her innocence and beauty. Her heart is pure as an angel and her brain innocent as a child. She was the heart of her family. She never believed in darkness and attracted the devil himself towards her. The devil never wants a single male to look at her the way, he looks at her. He never thought he could ever feel love ever in his life but everything changed when his eyes fall on her. His obsession, his possession, his soulmate, his angel, his babydoll.

˙˚ʚ₍ 𝗔𝗯𝗵𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘂×𝗔𝘃𝗻𝗶 ₎ɞ˚ #Top6 in india~1/5/26. He asked. He tried every possible way to make her his. But her being scared of him refused everytime. ｡:.ﾟ𝐒𝐨, 𝐇𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐩.:｡+ﾟ By filling her hairline with sindoor he married her against her wishes. Now she is trapped in a marriage with the man she fears the most. She calls him her worst nightmare. Yet every time danger comes near her, it is Abhimanyu who stands between her and the darkness. ✦ She's innocent and He's devil. ✦ She's terrified of him while he's madly in love. ✦ He's dangerously obsessed with her. ✦ He fell first, harder, and never planned to let go. 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝘂𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗹 𝗼𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺? 𝐋𝐄𝐓'𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓~~~ ✨Tropes✨ #agegap #forcedmarriage #hefellfirstandharder #obsessiveml #jealousfml #possesiveml #touchheranddie #grumpy×sunshine #Professor×Student #Husband×wife

"He was feared by all... but he only melted when she looked at him with those tear-filled sea green eyes." 𝐀𝐃𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀 × 𝐕𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐍 She wants to escape. He wants to own her. But fate? It wants them tangled-forever. A dark romance where obsession meets fear, pain meets healing, and love... comes in the form of a monster. #1 cold #1 indiastory #1 wattpadindia #1 loveaftermarriage #2 love #2 indian #3 desi #4 darkromance #4 fictionalcharacters #6 ceo

"I just wanna go home." "But baby, why would you ever wanna leave me?" ---------- Warning: Kidnapping, abuse, mentions of rape. This is for mature audiences!!!!

[COMPLETED] but still editing.. He couldn't seem to take his gaze away from her. He tracked her every move and followed her everywhere she went. He knows practically everything there is to know about her. Her favorite book, her favorite song... Nothing could stop him from guarding and keeping an eye on her. Before she could wake up, he watched her sleep, caressed her hair, and stepped outside. She opened her eyes one day while he was still there, and then... He'd make her... His... !!Mature content!! A Wattpad Novel By Kimberly Eickenboom Best Rankings: #1 in stalk #1 in true #2 in stalking #4 in intimidation #4 in truelove

(DISCLAIMER: I hate this book. It's cringe, and weird. So if you hate it too- my newer books are way better! Lolll ty!) Lucy a 19 year old little struggling in her first 6 months of collage. Trying to hide her secret until she sees an advertisement online for a little/caregivers meet up. Mustering up all the courage she decides to go. Not having any hope in even talking to one person yet she ends up talking to two... What happens to Lucy after meeting two doms at a little event ⚠️⚠️⚠️ (Some smut scenes and a sexual relationship between the main characters only when she's in an adult headspace!! Not in little space!!! This is an age regression story but bdsm when she's only a adult!!!!) #1 breastfeeding 05/19/24 #1 caregiver 05/19/24 #1 mommydom 05/19/24 #5 daddydom 05/28/24 #3 princess 06/01/24 #1 regression 06/03/24 #2 CGL 06/03/24 #1 caretaker 07/12/24 #2 bottles 08/13/24 #1 subxdom 12/13/24

"Strip, Doll." The command came from two men at the exact same moment, their deep, dark voices echoing through the silent room. She froze. Dressed in a pristine white wedding gown, she looked breathtakingly beautiful-fair, delicate, and heartbreakingly fragile, like a porcelain doll moments away from breaking. Her trembling hands instinctively clutched the fabric of her dress as tears welled in her eyes. "P-Please..." she whispered, shaking her head. "Please... don't do this... Please... leave me alone." Her broken plea dissolved into quiet sobs, but the room remained cold and merciless. One of the men rose from his seat and slowly walked toward her. "Why, Doll?" he asked in a dark, emotionless voice. "You were the one who came into our lives. You were the one who claimed to love both of us, weren't you? You were the one who wanted to marry us... to spend your wedding night with us." A cold smile tugged at his lips. "You only wanted it at different times. We simply chose to make it happen together. What's the difference? Whether it's separately or at the same time..." He shoved her onto the bed. She let out a frightened gasp as tears silently streamed from her wide, puppy-like eyes. The other man walked toward the bed and looked down at her. "It was this innocent face that trapped both of us, wasn't it?" he said with a bitter smile. "Look... we both fell for it." He climbed onto the bed, his gaze never leaving her. "Come on... let's celebrate our wedding night. After all, this was your wish... wasn't it?" Her tears silently rolled down her cheeks as fear and confusion filled her eyes. ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ʜɪᴅ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ɴᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴏᴏᴅ. ⚠ ᴇxᴩʟɪᴄɪᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ⚠ |ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʀɪꜱᴋ| |ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴀᴜᴅɪᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ ᴏɴʟʏ| |ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ꜱᴇɴꜱɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ʀᴇ

✧ 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐋𝐘𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈 (𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍) ✧ When I was six I was kidnapped and taken away from my family for seven months. Thirteen years later and I have little to no memory of who had taken me. Ever since then my father has been severely overprotective and never lets me out of his sight. Now that I'm somewhat on my own everything starts to change. When I finish high school and start attending New York University my life takes a turn, for better and for worse. They're back. ☆ 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 ☆ Years ago we found our little angel. She just so happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. She was the light in our lives, until one day we lost her again. Thirteen years later and we still mourn the loss of our sweetheart, but we found her once, we will do it again. I am the head of the Russian mafia, or a professor at NYU depending who you ask. One day I raise my head to look around at the sea of students and my eyes lock on a familiar pair of ocean blue irises. ★ 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐋 ★ I'm a heartless killer and offer no apologies for it. As the head of the Russian mafia along with being the CEO to a multibillion dollar company, my life is nothing but darkness. During the day I'm an office man, at night my knife slashes through the necks of anyone I can get my hands on. Killing is my outlet, ever since I lost her. It helps me keep my anger in check. I've never stopped looking for her. We've come close multiple times, but each time came out unsuccessful. As I put a bullet in the head of my ex-guard, Alex comes rushing into the room, and the look on his face says it all. He found her. Start: July 4th End: ///

I thrive on your hate, because it means I've left a mark you can't erase. Content Warning: This story contains smut, but it is not romantic or consensual. It involves forced encounters and dark themes. If this is something you are uncomfortable with, please do not continue reading.