"Vikram..." she rasped, her voice a broken, wet whisper. "Please... I'm sorry... I won't... I won't fight you anymore. Just... let me go. Please." Vikram stopped. He tilted his head, a faint, unsettling smirk touching his lips as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a thick roll of heavy-duty medical nylon restraint strips. "Let you go?" Vikram asked softly, his voice smooth as silk. "Haven't you heard what Dr. Sharma said, jaan? You are suffering from severe manic psychosis. You hurt yourself. You need complete, uninterrupted bed rest." Panic surged through Meera's veins, fighting against the drugs. She tried to pull her hand back, but Vikram's grip caught her wrist with bone-crushing force. He tied her wrist and ankles to bedpost. "No-stop, please-!" she choked out, her voice breaking into a terrified sob. "There," Vikram murmured, smoothing down the blanket over her chest with horrifying gentleness. "Now you won't fall out of bed during your delusions."

Some betrayals do not end with an apology. Some wounds do not heal with time. And some loves are never love at all-they are obsessions disguised as devotion. On the day Siya Shukla was supposed to begin her forever, her world shattered. The man she loved, trusted, and dreamed of building a future with abandoned her without looking back. His reason was cruel enough to scar her soul and ruthless enough to make her question her worth. Atharv Oberoi chose his pride over her heart. Years passed. The broken girl transformed into a woman who no longer needed saving. Intelligent, ambitious, and fiercely independent, Siya built a life where Atharv's name held no significance. The love she once carried for him had long turned into indifference, and eventually, into hate. But fate has a strange way of reopening old wounds. Now known as the Mafia King, Atharv has everything a man could desire-power, wealth, influence, and fear. Yet the one thing he cannot possess is the woman he once discarded. And that is precisely what drives him mad. Because Atharv Oberoi can endure hatred. He can survive revenge. But Siya's indifference? That is a humiliation he cannot bear. What begins as a desire to reclaim what he lost soon spirals into something darker, something dangerous. An obsession. A need. A madness that refuses to let go. After all, he walked away from her once. Now he will do anything to make sure she never walks away from him. But the question remains- Can a heart that was broken beyond repair ever love again? Or will Atharv's obsession destroy them both?

In the vanity mirror, a stranger stared back at me. A bride in red. A soulless doll. With a heavy sigh, I began removing the endless pins from my dupatta, loosening the choker, the jewelry. Only my anklets and bangles remained. The door clicked open. Shut with a thud. My heart stopped. I grabbed my dupatta, draping it over my shoulders. He strode toward me, his eyes burning. In fury, he yanked my hair back. Pain seared my scalp. "Why the fuck did you remove this?" he roared. "Don't you know you have to wait for your dear husband?" His voice dripped with psychotic pleasure. "Oh? Were you too desperate to be fucked by your husband?" In one swift motion, he yanked the dupatta away and shoved me onto the bed. I crawled backwards, fear clawing at my chest. Within seconds, he was half-naked, towering over me. He grabbed my leg, dragging me under him, his entire weight crushing my fragile body.

His Captive Girlfriend [Mature | Dark College Romance | 18+] He is the king of St. Augustine's. Rich. Ruthless. Beautiful in the way monsters are. Aryan Khanna takes whatever he wants, and he decided he wanted me. One birthday party. One dark room. One mistake that broke me forever. Now I'm his "girlfriend." I smile when he touches me in public. I sit on his lap like a good girl. I come to his penthouse every night, crying, begging, bleeding. Because he has a video. Because he owns the college, my scholarship, my father's debts. Because if I run, he'll destroy everything I love. I hate him. I fear him. But every time he forces his way inside me, my body forgets how to say no. He calls me his little bird in a cage he built just for me. The door is locked. The key is around his neck. And the worst part? Some nights I stop reaching for the lock. TRIGGER WARNINGS: non-con/dub-con, blackmail, forced relationship, violence, explicit sexual content, emotional abuse, stalking, degradation. This is a very dark romance. Please read responsibly. #darkromance #enemiestolovers #forcedrelationship #college #possessive #mafiaheirs #angst

Abhimanyu Rajvansh The most powerful and fearless Lawyer of the country , Owns Country's largest and famous Law firm , he is very influenced person of the country in the politics and business from a Royal background. Lethal Skills in his profession that even the devil from hell pity his victims. A man with greek God like body , flawless face and green eyes but his manipulating and cunning mind make him more attractive. For him Work was everything until she became his Obsession. I am no longer yours And that is punishment enough. - Him Prerna Rajput Candidate for state's upcoming Governor, a firm beliver of give and take .A Face of Angel but Mind of killer. Her soul is dead long ago now she lives for vengeance . With sparkling honey brown eyes who are soulless more than a decade and angelic voice, figure like goodness capable to lure a saint .She can make you lost in her charm and grace than hunt you down like a Tigress. For her Power and Revenge is everything whoever is trying to stop her is getting a fuc*ing slow but painful death as gift. They took everything from me .Now I'm going to destroy them . -Prena Rajput It beats It breaks It loves It aches. For you. Only you Prena♡Him This is incomplete story, Author has no intention to complete till further notice.........

When running away from her past, twenty two year old Alina runs straight into the arms of Romeo De Luca, twenty six and an Italian Mafia Don, not just the Don, King of the Mafia, without even realising it. Working as a dancer and a waitress she catches his eye, and he becomes infatuated with the dark haired beauty. Can his stone cold heart actually love? Will Alina fall for his charms? Violence, danger, love and heartbreak await in this Italian Mafia saga. 5 Teaser chapters 4.2 Million reads on here..... Available on Amazon Kindle.... #1 Intrigue!!!!! #1 Casino!!!!! #1 New York!!!! ⚠️Warning⚠️ For Mature audiences! R18 - Sex, violence and very sensitive topics for women. ⚠️Warning⚠️ Vote & comment!

#TOP 2 in India(1,7,8/8/25) #TOP 3 in india(1,6,14,15,16,17,18/8/25) #TOP 4 in India(10/8/25) DEVYANI A 18-year-old innocent girl, She loves her father more than herself and is willing to sacrifice anything for him But how will she survive the trauma when her own father sells her to the most ruthless man just to clear his debt, without even thinking twice? "A father who sees her as a curse, locking her inside the house for 18 years and telling the world she was dead. But how will she feel when she steps out for the first time-and fate takes a 360-degree turn?" RIVAN THAKUR He lives alone with his SON(Kaizan), hating everything about marriage and the family he left behind. But when he wakes up one morning to find himself HUSBAND to a frightened young girl in his family's haveli(thakur's haveli)-his world tilts. ______________________ He stepped closer, his towering frame caging me in. My breath hitched. His eyes-sharp, cold, merciless-scanned me like I was a puzzle that didn't fit. "You don't even know how to wear a bra?" he asked, his voice low, incredulous, and almost cruel. I didn't know what to say. I slowly nodded my head-no-because... I really didn't. No one ever taught me. No one cared to. I was standing there, shivering slightly, my fingers trembling, curling into the soft shawl I used to hide myself. His gaze was burning, stripping me down to my bare soul, and I couldn't meet his eyes. But his next words... or we can say actions... shocked me to the core. ----------------- Will he accept her as his wife? Will he destroy her for a decision she never made? Or will fate tie them together in ways neither imagined? 𐙚⋆°｡⋆♡ A dark, intense love story of two broken souls bound by force, fear... and destiny.

The bell above the entrance door rung, indicating someone had walked in. "We're closed," I called as I swung my head around to face the door. I froze when I saw a tall tan handsome man dressed in an all-black suit standing by the entrance, power and dominance radiating off of him. I closed my mouth quickly when I realised I was staring with my mouth agape. "I was just wondering where Mr Santiago is?" He asked, an Italian accent lacing his voice. I stared at him for a few a seconds needing time to process that this Italian god was actually standing in front of me, before getting a hold of myself and answering him. ~~~~~ #1 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 #20 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 #2 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧 #8 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 #3 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 #12 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 #10 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 #137 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 #44 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 #2 gangs

"How dare you!!!" She screamed. And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing, because the next moment, he hissed, "Congratulations. That slap is just going to make you my wife." 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | Romantic-Thriller

NEW STORY Two broken hearts. Two unfinished stories. One promise that changed everything. When fate takes away the people they loved most, Sarbuland and Rabbiya are left with nothing but memories and a promise that cannot be broken. In a world filled with revenge, loyalty, and loss, can two strangers chained by destiny find the courage to love again? Some promises are written by people. Some are written by fate. Perhaps some zanjeerein aren't meant to imprison us... they're meant to lead us home. FANFICTION OF SARBULAND(Danyal zafar) AND RABBIYA(Sajjal aly)