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.

"I didn't choose to love you. I just... can't exist without you." "I'll give you lots of money. Spend a night with me." "Never. I will never let you go." "I want you to marry me." She said no. He threatened her brother. He kissed her without permission. He made her bleed-and then cut his own arm to feel her pain. "I'm a monster. But you're mine." She wears his sindoor. His mangalsutra. His name. She never wanted any of it. "I hate you," she whispers. "I know," he says, weeping at her feet. "But I'll spend my whole life making you love me." "Don't you feel shame?" "I only feel you." A village girl with dreams of becoming a teacher. A ruthless heir who has never been told no. A marriage built on obsession, fear, and a love so dark it destroys everything it touches. He calls her his queen. She calls him her cage. "You can force me to marry you. You can force me to wear your sindoor. But you can never force me to love you." "Watch me, sweetheart. I have forever." VEER RATHORE doesn't love. He possesses. ANANYA doesn't surrender. One temple. One glance. One obsession that will burn the world. "If you take off that bangle,ready to see your brother loses his hands." "If you try to leave, I will find you." "If I can't have you... I will die. And my family will make sure yours dies with me." 💀 Dark Romance | Obsessive Hero | Forced Marriage | Possessive Love ⚠️ He's not the prince. He's the beast who burned the fairy tale. "You are my heart. And a man can't live without his heart." "I will never love you." "Then I will spend forever being worthy of you." "You're a monster." "I'm YOUR monster, sweetheart." "If one drop of his blood falls, I will paint your village with your family's blood." "He grabbed her so hard her bangles broke. She bled. So he cut his own arm to feel her pain." " Sweetheart, You Are Mine" dark Indian romance where love isn't given. It's taken. And once he's seen her face, he will never look away.

Book #1 in Sinful Series RUDRANSHxAADHYA "Do you know what I do with traitors?" His voice was hard but shaky, like he was barely holding back his rage. I shook my head, fear gripping me as I tried to stay still. His lips twisted into a cruel smile, amusement mixed with malice. "I make them regret it," he whispered, his breath warm against my skin. The knife hovered near my throat. My heart raced, each beat echoing my terror. I didn't dare move or breathe as his eyes searched mine for any hint of defiance. "But since you're mine, and I can't hurt you," he continued, his voice calm despite the heat of his breath, "I'll go after the one who dared to touch what's mine. He won't see the next sunrise." Tears filled my eyes, and I shook my head. A cold chill ran through me as his tone turned deadly. "I'll make him suffer," he promised darkly. "He'll beg for mercy, but by the end, he'll wish he never even looked at you." His lips brushed mine as he whispered, sending dread coursing through me. "And when it's done, you'll know how far I'll go to protect what's mine." I looked into his eyes, the horror of what was coming sinking in. There was nothing I could do to stop him. The storm was coming, and it would leave only destruction behind. Join Rudransh and Aadhya on their rollercoaster ride, where betrayal and mistrust threaten to tear them apart at every turn. In a world where loyalty is fleeting and the line between love and hate blurs, they must navigate the dark shadows of their pasts and the dangerous forces that conspire against them.

Since seventh grade, Kanika has been Anakveer one and only sanctuary-his best friend, his "pasandida aurat." She believes in their unshakable "bro code," but for Anakveer, there's nothing brotherly about the way he craves her. To him, she's already his-whether she knows it or not. But when unspoken desires begin to blur the lines of their friendship, will his obsession tear them apart? Or will his dark world pull her in, corrupting her soul until she belongs to him-"forever?" _________________________________________ Kanika Guhilot-a 25 year old post graduate, a sharp-tongued, curvy goddess, and the so-called "lazy soul" of the Guhilot family. As the middle child, she perfected the art of dodging nosy relatives with her half-hearted attempt at preparing for civil services. Marriage? Not on her wishlist-ever.Life is complicated enough without adding a husband to the mix. Anakveer Rajput-a 25 year old graduate, the notorious bad boy and youngest heir of an empire that spells terror in the business world. To outsiders, he's nothing more than a spoiled brat with a short fuse, but beneath the surface, he is the undisputed terror king of his bloodline, ruling the underworld with an iron fist,he's the ruthless ruler of the underground-a king who bows to no one. No one, except 'her.' _________________________________________ Troops: Slow Burn ❤️🔥 Forced marriage Mafia husband Bestfriend to forced husband Grumpy × insecure soul Anger issue × Attitude problem He fell first & harder Obsessed husband Possessive partner Loyal × loyal Corrupted soul× Innocent soul Intence mature content 🔥

" I can't ... I can't stay away from you jaan" He pressed the photo to his chest, "You think I will give up? That I will forget you?"His voice dropped to a dark whisper "No, Tara. You are not something I can lose." He kissed the photo's surface his lips trembling. "You do not get to decide for both of us. You are mine. Tum meri thi, hao .. aur rahogi." (You were mine, you are mine... and you'll always be mine.) He threw back the last of the alcohol, the bottle clinking against the wall and shattering into a thousand pieces. . . Story of dev and tara

18+ - "Jaan, Who do you love the most, Me or your father?" Came Ansh's soft voice as he looked down at Shivangi who was peacefully sitting on his lap, listening to his heartbeat "Umm....I can't decide because I love the both of you the most till the moon and it's back!" Said Shivangi rising as she put both of her legs on each side of him and squeezed his cheeks with love "And What if he tries to snatch you away from me one day? Will you listen to him Jaan?" - "Chin up, mi amor" Listening to his voice as if an alarm went off in her mind her body started trembling immensely Gripping onto her teddy bear tightly as if her life were dependent on it seeing him near her Her skin twitched when his palm came in contact with her cheek and softly palmed it "Who do you love the most in the world, mi amor?" "Y-Y-Yo-You" She chocked "And that bastard?" Tears emerged into her eyes as her grip further tightened on the teddy bear as if somebody would snatch it away from her "Say, my baby doll I want to hear your soft baby-like voice" He cooed making her flinch and tremble even more "W-Who is h-he? I-I don't h-h-have a-any Papa, A-All I have i-is yo-u in t-this world" The words left out of her mouth immediately as if she were made to by heart it

He wasn't supposed to touch her. Yet here she was in his arms, held like she belonged there, like she had never been meant to stand anywhere else. "Put me down..." Arohi whispered, her voice trembling despite the strength she tried to hold on to. Her hands pressed lightly against his chest, a weak attempt to create distance, but his grip only tightened, not enough to hurt, just enough to remind her that he wasn't letting go. "You still think you have a choice?" His voice was calm, almost soft, but something darker lingered beneath it, something that made her breath hitch. She looked up at him, and what she saw in his eyes wasn't anger or care, it was something far more dangerous. Something that didn't ask. Something that claimed. Years ago, he had left without a word. Everyone thought it was his choice. But the truth was, he left to protect her from himself, from the way his gaze lingered too long, from the darkness inside him that whispered her name like a sin. He thought distance would bury it, that time would erase it. But obsession doesn't fade. It waits. It grows in silence. And now he was back. Standing too close, holding her too tightly, looking at her like he had already crossed a line she didn't even know existed. "I did that once," he said quietly. "Let you go." His hold tightened just slightly. "Not again." In that moment, Arohi understood something she should have realized the second he walked back into her life. He didn't come back to stay. He came back because he couldn't stay away. Because the darkness he once ran from now wanted her. Not gently. Not safely. But completely.

A little dark and passionate touch to IPKKND. Never in her wildest dreams did Khushi Gupta imagine this side of Arnav. Read to find out more about the dark passenger within ASR - Over Possessive Raizada.

Ishika Sharma has always lived a quiet life - a sheltered, studious college girl with dreams of becoming a painter, unaware that someone has been watching her... for years. From the shadows of power and blood, Vedant Raichand, ruthless mafia don and billionaire CEO, has stalked her every move for the past 10 years. From her school days to her morning routines, every secret, every smile, every tear - he's watched it all. Obsession is an understatement. She was always meant to be his. --- > "You think running away would save you, Ishika? I've killed for you. Burned for you. Built an empire while bleeding for you. You were never hiding - you were just delaying what was already yours to endure: me. You're not just my wife. You're my obsession. My addiction. My goddamn religion. I don't want your love. Not yet. I want your silence. Your surrender. Your fear when I touch your face and whisper your name like a prayer laced with poison. The world might think I've gone mad. They're right. Because I've waited ten years to ruin you - sweetly, slowly, completely. And now that you're mine... You'll never breathe without permission again." But love built on obsession... can it ever be real? #5 indianarrangemarriage ( 3/10/25 ) #1 indianarrangemarriage (21/12/25) #5 possessive (21/12/25)

"𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐞... 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭." 𝐀𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐦𝐮𝐤𝐡, 𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐰 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧, 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜é'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 was 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠. 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐯 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐀𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞. 𝐀𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐈𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞... 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐀𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞? 𝐎𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭