𝑾𝒂𝒒𝒕 𝒃𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊, 𝒕𝒂𝒒𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊. 𝑨𝒖𝒓 𝒌𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒕𝒐𝒏 𝒌𝒂 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒍𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒍 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊, 𝒃𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒂 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊. Parthvi never chose this for herself but she became the price for a crime she never committed. Rana Rudra Adhiraj Raisinghania is cold, powerful but and broken by the past and wants only one thing, payback. He is meant to be her punishment and she is meant to pay. But when does anything go according to your plan when god has one of his own and sometimes the hardest battles are the ones we fight inside ourselves. But they are not fighting a battle, they carry the whole damn war inside themselves.

Kavya Patel walked away from it all-fame, fortune, family, a life meticulously built on choices she now regrets. She sought refuge in the quiet streets of Nashik, trading glamour for simplicity, and heartache for the fragile hope of forgiveness. As a schoolteacher, she begins to rebuild her life, one small act of courage at a time, burying the past where no one can see it... or so she thinks. Then Vihaan Draakshekar appears-magnetic, unpredictable, and unbearably alive. Commitment is a foreign concept to him, yet something about Kavya unsettles him, igniting a fire he never expected and desires he's never allowed himself to feel. Haunted by mistakes, both carrying secrets they dare not reveal, Kavya and Vihaan are drawn together in a collision of passion, vulnerability, and the lingering shadows of guilt. But in a world where trust is fragile and love feels impossible, can two hearts broken by regret find a way to heal... or will their pasts tear them apart forever?

She stepped into the marriage under a veil- knowing the man waiting for her was her family's sworn enemy. Two opposites, different dreams, where one is stuck on revenge while other desires freedom. Raised on hatred, bound by vows, and trapped between loyalty and desire, they were never meant to fall in love. But fate doesn't ask for permission. As truths surface and lines blur, hate turns into longing, and an unwanted marriage becomes the most dangerous thing of all-love. Because some unions are mistakes... until they aren't.

"No..." She shook her head, the word scraping out of her throat. "No, no... everything was a lie." Her voice rose, cutting through the silence. "You were a lie." She staggered back a step, but her eyes never left his. They burned ..grief and fury tangled so tightly she couldn't separate them. "You're a monster," she spat. "You played me. You played our entire-"Her breath hitched. "The whole fucking relationship was a lie." The fresh tear slipped free, hot against her skin. Then another. But her chin stayed lifted, stubborn, refusing to crumble in front of the man who had broken her. "I don't want to be with you," she said. Quiet. Steady. The kind of steady that comes when there's nothing left to burn. Then Arjun chuckled. It wasn't amused. It wasn't surprised. It was darker. Colder. "You really think you can just walk away?" he murmured, stepping closer. His shadow swallowed the distance between them. "Love... you don't have a choice." She went rigid as his fingers cupped her chin. "Because if I have to chain you," he whispered, eyes full of a devotion that looked too much like madness, "I won't hesitate." Lightning flashed behind him, turning his face into a silhouette carved from obsession. "I will do whatever it takes to keep you." Shivanya's breath shook, fear and anger and betrayal knotting together until she couldn't tell where one ended and the other began. she understood something terrifying: Arjun didn't just love her. He owned her. And monsters never let go of what they claim.

What if he is never kneel infront of anyone, never listened anyone's command? Yet once you eyes forget to look at him, he becomes totally lost? Totally reckless? Totally craving!.... OBSESSION TO DEVOTION 🫧/_ To all who unknowingly stirred a fire within, what began as restless obsession has become quiet, unwavering devotion. This is for you, in silence and in light. ISHANI RANAWAT 🪻/_ She moves like a whisper through boardrooms-sharp as a blade, silent as frost. Rooted in business with an iron will, her presence commands without words. Her eyes, cool as winter dawns, hide a fire so controlled it burns like cold ice. She doesn't speak often-but when she does, kingdoms could fall. Emotion is a currency she never trades, yet her silence says more than most screams. #Obsession REYANSH ROMANO ✨️/_ By day, he's the polished heir of a global empire-suits, signatures, and sharp smiles. But when the sun sets, the shadows claim him. Born of an Indian mother and an Italian father, he walks between two worlds-one bound by blood, the other by power. The underworld is his true cathedral, built on silence, loyalty, and darkness. He's never believed in gods or grace-only the ruthless order of chaos, the sanctity of control, and the weight of his own name. _______ Tropes: ----------- hatetolove Indianxitalian Obsession look at her and die

"He knew me in ways I never allowed." Brilliant and analytical, Azeeza Hashmi had her future perfectly mapped out-a rising academic career and a hard-won love with Emad Salaar. But logic fails when you don't know you are a variable being calculated. When an unforeseen crisis backs her into an impossible corner, Azeeza must marry Araash Zahni-an aristocratic scientist whose doting warmth masks a dangerous, sociopathic obsession-just to save her dignity. Trapped in his gilded cage, a dark, toxic dependency begins to blur the lines between survival, hatred, and a terrifying physical addiction. But when a locked drawer in his private study accidentally slips open, a hidden manila folder unearths a secret that changes everything she thought she knew about her past. The trap has sprung, and her own mind is the weapon. Can she escape an equation designed to leave no survivors? ⚠️ CONTENT WARNINGS: This story is a dark romance intended for mature audiences. It contains themes of extreme obsession, toxic dependency, sexual scenes, manipulation, psychological distress, and trauma-bonding. Reader discretion is strongly advised. TROPES: Arranged Marriage | Billionaire / Scientist | Morally Grey MC | Forced Proximity | Academic Romance / Psychological Thriller

All of a sudden the door just opened and he barged inside the room and marched towards her furiously. He shouted her name in anger but she didn't reply and continued packing her things. His eyes filled with rage ,no one ever dared to ignore him like that,without thinking a bit he clutched her hand tightly and snatched whatever was in her hands and threw that in the corner of the room and looked at her with rage filled eyes and shouted, "Are you dumb ??? I said look at me paarthvi" (clutched her hands tightly she gt startled) "Didn't I tell you that you can't leave this house.How the hell you think you can get rid of me since you willingly accepted this marriage ?" (Grasping her waist tightly he pushed her towards him and tilted her jaw to make her look at his cold blooded angry eyes) "Look at me otherwise you won't like the consequences, Mrs Paarthvi Ranvijaay Singh Shekhawat" (She looked at him with teary eyes) "I will say this just once , you will live or die with me in this house.you are bound to be with me for the rest of your life.I married you and I won't let you go anywhere even if I die I will take you with me in the grave ... Put this simple thing in your small brain." Ranvijay Singh Shekhawat-A 34 year old,cold hearted handsome guy who just care about his fmly for others he is a heartless man.He is as cold as ice and as hot as 🔥 fire.He is quite possessive about his things and doesn't believe in marriages and love. Paarthvi Singh Chauhan-She is a 25 year old kind hearted and generous girl.She is a perfectionist who loves nature and finds happiness in small things.She believes in love and giving respect to everyone and demands the same.She is really attached towards her tradition and culture. Love_Qiana🖤 ♥️13Nov22 Highest ranking 13dec.22-: #3 in #hatelove 23dec.22-: #1in #proud 26dec.22-: #1 in #agegap 26dec.22-: #2 in #wedding 27dec.22-:#1 in #husband 18feb.23-:#1 in#indianwedding

How does it feel not being able to confess your love to your crush? Ella has always been in love with her senior from the moment she laid her eyes on him. Now that it is his final semester at the college, she has no way but to gather her courage to confess her love. But it is easier said than done as her crush just happened to be a serious, strict and no-nonsense type of guy who sees her as nothing more than a rich spoilt brat. Welcome to Ella's eventful and dramatic life that surrounds her long-overdue love confession. ~~~~~~~~ [Blurb] "Did I hear it right?" Sam turned to me, "you are interested in Michael?" He asked me unbelievably. "Yes, is that a problem?" I raised my chin. Sam chuckled. "Of all the things, you selected the project to confess your feelings? You do realise that you are the bottom-ranked student and he is the top-ranked in his batch and a university gold medalist?" "I have no other way to approach him. Michael is not interested in anything else and we don't have much time left," "How can you be so sure that it's Michael?" "Because I believe in destiny," I said. "You know, 'Someone somewhere is made for you, I think that person is Senior Michael for me and I am in love with him." "What!? You love him?" Sam stopped on his track. "Yeah." "You sure are weird," he muttered. "Anyway, I am really looking forward to seeing you prove it." "What about the project?" I looked at him hopefully. "Since I am the...um...last-ranked student in the class, he won't select me." "I will think of a way," he promised. "Thank you, Sam!" I said excitedly. "I will never forget this help." "I am so looking forward to seeing Michael falling head over heels for you," Sam winked before walking away. (The pictures/ cartoons/ anime images are taken from google. DM me if it's yours and you want the credits/removal)

Rajveer -Naina-You are my everything This is a two shot on rajveer & naina -I want to give a happy ending to them unlike the show.