••• "Just because I haven't touched you as a husband should, that doesn't mean I won't," he said, his voice low and menacing. Her knees felt weak, and she didn't dare move from where she stood, his presence overwhelming her completely. She could barely speak, her voice coming out in a soft, stammering whisper. "It-it wasn't anything like that. I swear... I" ~~~ ••• 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥. To save her father's life, she made one vow: marry the coldest man in the city-and never fall in love. But monsters have hearts too. And his only beat for her. A Dark Forced Marriage Romance.

"Ahhh, please leave me!" I screamed as Aditya dragged me by my hair and pushed me down hard into the living room. He knelt in front of me and yanked my hair forcefully. "How dare you cheat on me?" he roared, slapping me back and forth. Hearing the commotion, his mom and sister-in-law ran out, shocked. "Aditya..." "Stay out of this, Maa," he growled at them. Even I flinched at his voice. "I thought you were different," he continued "But no... I was wrong to believe you" he spat. "I d-didn't do a-anything... h-he's just a f-friend and I swear we were just s-studying. P-please t-trust me" I cried helplessly. "Friend?" He chuckled. "Friend, lover, husband: everything to you is me. Me. Only me," he screamed like a madman terrifying me even more. "You need punishment" he whispered "After this, you'll even hesitate to breathe the same air with another man" he said like a psycho. Before anyone could react, he dragged me to the kitchen and slammed my hand onto the hot pan. A scream ripped out of me. My vision blurred; the last thing I felt was his arms catching me as everything went black. ------------------------ Ananya, a 20 year old college student, gets married to Aditya, a 33 year old psychiatrist, under unexpected circumstances. To the outside world, Aditya is calm, gentle and the perfect husband who takes good care of her. But behind closed doors, he is dangerously obsessive, controlling and dominant and Ananya becomes the only thing he wants to own. ⚠️ Warning: This story contains dark romance, obsession, control and toxic behaviour.

A slow smile spread across his face. "I think God is finally on my side." My heart dropped. "Yadav..." he looked at Baba, "not only will you suffer death..." His voice turned colder. "You'll suffer through your daughter's screams too." --- "No..." I whispered, backing away. He started walking toward me. I clung to Baba, my body shaking violently. "Please..." Baba begged, his voice breaking for the first time. "Leave her... she has nothing to do with this..." But he didn't listen. He grabbed my arm and yanked me away. "BABA!" I screamed. He dragged me toward one of the rooms. I fought. Kicked. Scratched. "Leave me! Please! Let me go!" The door slammed shut. He threw me on bed..... PS - Not a love story. No happy ending.... 🏅#1 in #abusivecontent -1/4/2026 to 15/4/2026 🏅#1 in #abusivehusband - 15/4/2026 🏅#1 in #Domestiviolence - 15/4/2026

"𝙃𝙪𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙨𝙚 𝙥𝙮𝙖𝙖𝙧 𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙣𝙖, 𝙮𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙢 𝙣𝙖𝙝𝙞 𝙟𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚. 𝙈𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙟𝙚𝙚 𝙣𝙖𝙝𝙞 𝙨𝙖𝙠𝙩𝙚, 𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙖..." ______________ His eyes follow her everywhere, piercing through crowds, through walls, through her very soul. At first, she thought it was harmless, a fleeting infatuation. But..she was wrong. So, so wrong. His love isn't gentle, it's violent and unrelenting, a storm that tears through everything she holds dear. He leaves her notes that no one else can see. Gifts that feel more like warnings. Whispers that echo in her head long after he is gone. He doesn't want her to love him back. He wants her to belong to him. And when she tries to pull away, he tightens his grip. They say love can save you. But his love? It will destroy her.. ___________________ Saanvi Mehra, a hardworking girl leading a simple yet peaceful life, gets trapped in the obsession of a ruthless billionaire, the one who wears the facade of a gentleman in front of the whole world, Arjun Vardhan. He scares her, threatens her and does everything to break her. In the end, there's only one question, who will break first?

⚠️ Mature content only for readers above eighteen ⚠️ Jheel Kumari has been running away all her life. It has always been something to run from ; family problems, daddy issues, bullies, overweight criticisms, dark skin shaming, and.....him. He has been the biggest problem of her life. Him, who ruined everything in her life and.....her. So, like always, she ran but, from him the hardest and furthest. He is her nightmare. Advait Thakre. The son of the chief minister. He has never faced troubles, all thanks to the privileged life he got; amazing parents, wealth, supportive friends, liberty, fame, and what not. He has a bad habit of getting everything in his life.....except her. She is his stubbornness, passion, and madness. Her, whom he wants to accomplish like a challenge. She is his first and only problem. It's a game for both of them. For Jheel, it's hide and seek before she gets caught. For Advait, it's chess, and he is a mastermind of tricks and manipulation, making sure anyhow he wins. Let the game begin. *Not a sweet and simple romance. Contains mature themes*

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.

Chandini has always been the girl people overlook-gentle, traditional, and painfully submissive. Her kindness makes her easy to use, and years of being taken advantage and a hard life have taught her to stay quiet, keep her head down, and never ask for anything. She flinches at raised voices, apologizes even when she's not at fault, and moves through life as softly as possible to avoid being hurt again. When her father dies, she is bound by his final business agreement: marriage to Stefan Vitello. Stefan is everything Chandini was not. A powerful, dominating, self-made architect whose presence is enough to silence a room. He speaks little, commands effortlessly, and expects obedience without having to raise his voice. Around him, Chandini feels smaller than ever-terrified to disappoint, terrified to draw attention, terrified of him. She tends to his home with quiet devotion, follows his clipped instructions without hesitation, and avoids meeting his eyes. Stefan never explains himself, never softens, never reveals what he truly thinks of his fragile, trembling wife. But he watches. He notices every flinch, every whispered apology, every moment she tries to make herself invisible. Hi guys I'm currently working on this and will try to update as frequently as I can! Read to follow along with their story!

Her: "Ahhhhh" I screamed when he forced himself inside me again. I can't take this anymore. I have lost the counts of how many times he had done this today. "Seems like you're enjoying" he said. I cried at his choice of words. "Ah fuck! You feels so good. I can't get enough of you baby girl, scream my name while I'm making you cum again" he growled loudly while started to pound inside me hard and roughly. My eyes roll back and I started see to black dots around me. I was going to faint but still he is going on. I don't know when he will stop. He never does and never will. He never mind if I was conscious or unconscious. He will just continue to do his work. ---------------------------------------------------- I never knew my life would change this drastically. All I ever wanted was to go on a trip with my friends but never expected that it would cost me so much. Never in my wildest dream expected that he would do something like that to me infront of my friends and manipulate them against me. Why he's doing this? What does he wants from me? Well here is my story a trip to hell...!!! ---------------------------------------------------- ⚠️WARNING: IT CONTAINS DARK ROMANCE, FORCED AND HAS MATURED CONTENT. ---------------------------------------------------- Started - 26th July, 2022. Status - Completed on 26th May, 2023 ---------------------------------------------------- Highest Rankings:- #1 Trip - 07/08/2022 #1 Blackmail - 02/09/2022 #1 Zaddy - 31/12/2022 #2 Karma - 11/11/2022 #2 AA - 16/01/2023 #5 Arjun - 11/03/2023 #7 Regret - 19/08/2022 English is not my first language so please bare with me if there's a mistakes. Its my first story hope you guys enjoy reading it. AND PLEASE DO NOT COPY MY WORK. IT'S MINE. DON'T DO IT.

This story contains a lot of mature scenes. What happens when a hardcore business Mafia man meets a shy introverted but short-tempered girl? This story contains a lot of toxic sides of male lead, and forced intimation but a love story.. save it for your library I don't want you to miss this book You will find a lot of grammatical mistakes. Please ignore it This is the first book of mine. It is not a copywriting of anyone's work. Please try to vote and comment. You can give suggestions to Metoo on the writing. Thank you readers