🔥 marriage of convenience → forced proximity → he falls first (and loses her quietest love) She touches strangers' feet every morning and calls it family. He ties a thali around her neck and calls it duty. Nila has nothing - no parents, no inheritance, no say in the marriage that drags her into the Thevar mansion. What she has is a heart too soft for the cold house she's been married into, and a husband who won't look at her twice. Adhithya Thevar doesn't do warmth. He runs an empire, controls a family, and married a stranger because circumstances demanded it - not because he wanted to. Her gentleness annoys him. Her devotion unsettles him. So he gives her silence, indifference, the kind of cruelty that doesn't leave marks but never fades either. Nila doesn't fight back. She doesn't beg either. She simply loves - quietly, without asking for anything in return - until the day she stops. No anger. No ultimatum. Just... nothing left to give. And that's when Adhithya finally understands what he's spent a year destroying. A story about a marriage built on duty, a love that almost arrived too late, and the woman who taught a house full of silence what tenderness sounds like.

"In the darkness where sanity dares not to roam, let us revel our love like a forbidden flower." Where taehyung is a popular model; a politician's son and jeongguk is just a middle-class university student with a desperate dream to have a better future. "What will he give his lover? his hands, marred by violence and red as they are, when his lover has held nothing but flowers?" This isn't a typical college ff. [This book is purely fictional and has no relation to the real people beyond name and appearance.] D'arcy: Dark topgguk bottomtae

"O-oh my g-god, j-jungkook you m-marked him". Mrs jeon, jungkook's mother yelled in disbelief with her eyes widen in horror when she saw her only ten years old son whose eyes are burning bloody golden and possessively holding the five years old unconscious little baby taehyung in his arms with a mating mark shining on his neck. When jeon jungkook got deadly and insanely obsessed with his own cousin and one day, he marked his own cousin in his obsession, forcefully. What will happened next? will taehyung accept him when he will grew older? or by passing time, jungkook's possession will reached to such limits from where no turning back? So dive in the story of possession and enjoy jungkook being dangerously obsessed with his own cousin. this story will contain.... *obsession * pre birth obsession * madness * possession * top jungkook * bottom taehyung * forced marking * insane lover * addiction * stalking * psycho behaviour please if you are uncomfortable then leave without leaving any hate comments....

In their previous life, taehyung had been overweight. His face was covered in acne. Yet jungkook still forcefully ate him up. Exactly how much did he love him? However, he never noticed his sincerity and blindly pursued a scheming bastard. In the end he was left blind and half-paralyzed. After receiving a second chance, he finally understand that his poor appearance was caused by the drugs, his sister had added into his skincare products. In this lifetime, he choose to distance himself away from the bastard, to loose weight, and to treat his face. He recovers his seductive figure and outstanding looks, treasuring his husband's love. Then they sweetly collaborate to torture those people who were cause of his misery and give birth to twins. top kook botton tae mpreg Age gap (6 years) All credits goes to real author. The storyline is not mine. i have read this story on mangatoon and decided to write in taekook version.

"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

𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟎'𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐚. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 (𝟏𝟖+) Kusum who is 21 year old is about to marry Rajeev Thakur, a 30-year-old schoolmaster - a man of few words, sharp discipline, and silent grief. He's known in the village as a man who keeps to himself, always seen either with books or lost in thoughts under the neem tree near the school. He's marrying kusum not out of love, but out of family pressure and a sense of duty. Unlike most brides at that time, Kusum wasn't nervous or shy. Her heart fluttered not with fear, but with excitement. She eager to begin her own love story, believes her marriage will bloom like the old love tales of her grandparents. Little does she know that the man she's marrying has locked away his heart, and she is stepping into a house that still holds the silent scent of another woman - the one who once wore the sindoor she now will. Yes, you guys are correct. Rajeev is a widower. His first wife, Gulaab, whom he loved deeply and unconditionally, passed away due to some illness, leaving behind a void so deep that he buried his emotions with her pyre. And yet, love has a way of blooming even in the most barren of places. Will Kusum's warmth melt Rajeev's frozen heart? Or will she become just another duty in his quiet, structured life? English translation is available ✨✨

Moon Goddess had to change her many rules according to the progressing world. The criticism that the mind deceiving attractions and scent is the reason why loves exist and in absence of those love may not happen between two mates. The label of 'fated mates' gives rise to this artificial love where everything is decided and love can't be decided, it just happens. The new version of mates differs from the older existing one. Deep in the wilderness two broken wolves find their serenity in one another, a utopia only to lose it in mystifying circumstances. Jeon Jungkook is the only true blood and Kim Taehyung is a rare omega born with purple eyes while every other omega had blue. Suffering, crying, hiding, anger, frustration all for love would it all be worth it or would one of them give up on the other? ..... Warnings: bxb Angst Smut Mpreg Slur Strong language

She pulled him with his collars towards herself with all her will instead of just crashing her lips on him she just felt his lips with her's. her weak hands trembled around his collars.Her tears were flowing silently. He was in the complete state of shock from her actions but still feeling her hands trembling around his collars he supported the back of her head softly He had controlled his emotions from ages but when this happened he wasn't able to control himself all his rage, emotions, jealousy, fear came alive. It felt like a peace after an age for both of them. All unuttered emotions were deduced from that simple touch. Suddenly he dragged himself from that kiss "What are you even doing?" he asked furiously "Trying to show you that I only love you and no one" she shouted with a heavy voice _______________________ Left heartbroken at the altar, she never expected her life would lead her into, the arms of her ex lover's Elder brother - the grieving man, shattered by the loss of his 'wife' and 'unborn child'. Their forced marriage begins with cold formality, but as she supports him through his darkest days, a delicate connection starts to form between them. Just when it seems like hope is around the corner, a devastating secret shatters their fragile peace: she's pregnant by the brother who abandoned her. His heartache and jealousy drive a painful distance between them, threatening the love that was slowly growing. The situation gets worse when the brother returns, determined to claim both the child and the woman he left behind. Dive into a story of love, loss, and unexpected twists where every turn reveals new depths of the human heart.

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

"Everything here runs on my terms, assistant." Desperate for a job, Kim Taehyung's last hope is Jeon Automobiles. But the cold and intimidating CEO, Jeon Jungkook, isn't someone who welcomes change-especially not after the tragic loss of his wife. Can Taehyung survive in a world ruled by Jungkook's iron will, or will he crumble under the pressure? -office au ☆Top- Jeon Jungkook ☆Bottom- Kim Taehyung ⚠️ Warning: A slowburn with lots of angst. Emotions unravel slowly-nothing is rushed. Do not report or repost my book istg!!