"You stole my heart once, Sara. Now, I'll show you what it feels like to lose everything." Five years ago, Rudra Singhania's life shattered with a betrayal he never saw coming. Their love had been raw and untamed, nurtured through stolen glances in college corridors and promises whispered under moonlit skies. But when Sara tore through his trust, she left him broken, angry, and vowing to never forgive. Now, he's back-not as the boy who loved her but as a man determined to ruin her. Sara doesn't know that their reunion isn't fate-it's his carefully laid trap. He's orchestrated every detail, every move, to make her pay for the scars she left behind. But when she walks into his life again-changed, guarded, no longer the carefree girl he once knew-Rudra feels the weight of his own plan. The fire between them hasn't dimmed, and as much as he hates her, he can't deny the pull she still has over him. Can vengeance heal a broken heart? Or will the ghosts of their love force Rudra to confront the truth: that some battles are only lost when you win?

He married the wrong sister. Or did he? Revenge was the plan. She was the twist. He was meant to marry her sister. But when she fled, Ahalya Mukherjee was forced into the fire. Shaurya Chatterjee wanted revenge. She became his target. Cold vows. Silent dinners. Locked doors. But the girl he thought was fragile? She held secrets too. Now, in a mansion full of ghosts and whispers, love is the most dangerous thing of all. 🥇#1- Wattpad 🥇#1- Forced Marriage 🥇#1- Coldhearted 🥇#1- Torture 🥇#1- Substitute 🥇#1- Bengali 🥇#1- Arranged 🥈#2- Desiromance 🥉#3- Replacement 🥉#3- Billionaire --- Disclaimer: ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ 🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞 This story is a work of fiction meant for mature audiences. It explores complex emotions, intense relationships, and the journey from pain to healing through love and forgiveness. While some scenes depict difficult moments, the heart of this story is about redemption, hope, and the power of love to transform even the darkest pasts. The characters and events are fictional and created to tell a story of emotional growth and resilience. Images belong to their respective owners.

" I will fuck you whenever and however I want to, and you will take it like a good wife you are." Trigger Warning- Abuse, Violence, Blood, Gore, Rape, Substance Abuse, Miscarriage. Proceed with caution or don't.

𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘰𝘳, 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥. Cinder ˈsɪndər -The remains of something that has been burned or destroyed, often with a sense of something lingering or fading. ___ Bullying, Brothers, Dysfunctional Family

*serious editing is going on* She married a stranger who promised forever-unaware it was all a lie crafted to destroy her. Elena Bianchi, the gentle daughter of a powerful Italian politician, returns to Florence hoping to build a new life far from her family's tainted legacy. But fate has other plans when she crosses paths with Adrian Moretti-a man so charismatic, so precise in his affection, that she falls hopelessly in love. What she doesn't know is that Adrian is her enemy. Behind his warm smiles and tender kisses is a heart consumed by rage. Years ago, his sister was assaulted and silenced by men connected to the Bianchi name-and Elena's existence is now his weapon of revenge. With the full support of his cruel and twisted family, Adrian marries her... only to drag her into a nightmare. After the wedding, the truth unravels. She's beaten, starved, isolated-treated worse than a servant in her own home. And when whispers of a fate mirroring Adrian's sister begin to surface, Elena realizes she may not survive this marriage. But something begins to shift. Adrian starts to see the innocence in her eyes, the kindness in her broken smile-and guilt claws at his soul. Now he must choose: destroy the woman he once vowed to ruin, or risk everything, even his family's wrath, to save her. In a world built on betrayal and blood, can love survive the weight of vengeance?

He didn't steal me. He claimed me. One moment, I was dancing with my best friends. The next, the lights died-and the Dominion came. When I woke, a broken crown was inked into my ankle. His mark. Damien Voss. The man in the expensive suit. The man who watched me in the club like he already owned me. Now he does. He says I'm not merchandise. I'm his. Not because he's merciful-because he wants to keep me. Break me. Remake me. And the worst part? Some dark, hungry part of me wants him to. When he touches me, I forget to be afraid. When he whispers that he sees the monster inside me, I can't deny it. When he promises to ruin me, I wonder how it will feel to finally belong to someone who refuses to let me go. This isn't love. This is obsession. And I don't know if I'll survive it... or if I even want to.

Temptation lies within darkness... Obsession at first sight. That was how I felt when I saw her for the first time, standing with her friends in her pure white dress, which landed just above her knees. It suited her perfectly as her soul was just like the color of her dress. Pure white. Innocent. Angelic. The moment I saw her, I had the desire to claim her and possess her in every possible way. And I would. I would claim her- mind, body, and soul. By the time I am done with her, she will crave me the same way I crave her. She would need me the way she needs air to live. But for that, I would have to steal her from her life. I would need to Bind her by Force. _____________________ It's a standalone novel.

So how do you meet a killer, or in my case, a serial killer? You would think that I would meet him in a darkened alleyway, or perhaps on a hike through the forest as I unwillingly stumbled upon his bloody dumping grounds. That would make for an adrenaline-filled start to our story, our dance of death, but that's not how it happened at all. No, I met my killer where a lot of people meet these days. And no it wasn't on tinder or with any of those other damned dating apps. He wasn't that kind of serial killer. No, I met him at the local grocery store, I met him at my place of work. Just my luck right? Some would call it destiny, but in all honesty it was all just a throw of a dice, and a late night shift at work that needed to be filled. Warning: This twisted story is not intended for a younger audience. It will contain violence, sex, foul language, death, mind games, and so on. Stop reading if you are easily triggered by such things.

She was a queen for a single night... and a captive by dawn. On the eve of her marriage, Selene's world was ablaze with joy, love, and hope for the future. But when a brutal ambush shatters her kingdom, she is torn from her crown and thrown in chains at the feet of her husband's killer. Kalen Arathis-ruthless conqueror, feared by kings, a beast on the battlefield-recognizes her instantly. To him, Selene is more than another prisoner. She is a symbol of his greatest victory. A queen broken, her defiance turned into his triumph. But Selene refuses to bow. Even in captivity, her spirit burns brighter than the torches that consumed her home. Every insult, every punishment only steels her will to survive. In a palace where power is carved from cruelty, a dangerous game begins between conqueror and captive. Will Selene be destroyed by Kalen's darkness-or will her strength kindle something he thought long buried? A tale of love born from ashes, betrayal twisted into desire, and a queen who must decide if survival means surrender... or the courage to fight for her heart.

I'm working every waking hour. You'd think that smuggling would pay better, but nothing has been easy since the war. I can't go on like this. I need someone to take the load off my shoulders. I need a slave. --- Robert has had nothing handed to him in life. Everything is a battle, and the threat of arrest is always looming. He buys a slave, and as far as he's concerned, she's nothing but an extra set of hands. But as time goes on, she worms her way into his heart. [This is not a romance.] *** Content Warning: A character of this story is a victim of abuse. I do not condone the actions of any of the characters ***