I can't pinpoint the exact moment when I knew my fixation had turned into an obsession. All I knew was, I was never going to let her go. I might have taken her as collateral, to make sure her father did exactly what I wanted but things had changed. She was mine now.

Aarohi frantically looked around, dazed and scared, surrounded by sleek black cars and a wall of bodyguards armed with guns. They formed an impenetrable circle, leaving her trapped. Heart pounding, she watched in terror as Reyansh strode towards her, his steps deliberate, his eyes locked onto her like a predator nearing its prey. Tears blurred her vision as she whispered a desperate plea, "Please, let me go." Unaffected, he stopped inches away, his face morphed into a dark smile as he leaned close and murmured smoothly, "Checkmate." Before she knew it, strong hands were dragging her away, as everyone watched in silence. ~~~~ Caught in Reyansh Kashyap's obsessive web, Aarohi Singh fights tooth and nail to escape his grip. But defying the city's most powerful man, a man who holds its very pulse in his hand, may prove an impossible feat. With Reyansh willing to go to any lengths to ensure she has nowhere left to run, freedom seems further away than ever. ~~~~ Note: The story is set in an Indian background, use of regional language will be provided with English translation.

The God Emperor's empire stands on the edge of ruin. The Empress is barren, and without an heir, the realm may fall. To save the throne, her servant Siora must secretly take her place in the Emperor's bed and conceive a child. If she fails, they all face death. If he discovers the truth, she will be executed. The fate of the empire now rests in her hands. Will the gods be on Siora's side and allow her to succeed? --- New updates every Tuesday

"-and then the professor said..." Amara's voice trailed off as she noticed Yakov's intense gaze. "What?" He didn't respond, his eyes darkening as he stepped closer to her. The air between them grew thick, charged with an electricity that made Amara's breath hitch. She stopped walking, her heart pounding in her chest. "Yakov?" she whispered, her voice trembling. He closed the distance between them, his hand brushing against her cheek. His touch was firm, almost possessive, and she froze. His thumb traced the curve of her lower lip, and she felt a shiver run down her spine. "You talk too much," he murmured, his voice low and rough. Before she could respond, he dipped his head and captured her lips in a kiss. It wasn't gentle or tentative-it was rough, demanding, and full of hunger. His hand slid to the back of her neck, holding her in place as he deepened the kiss. Amara gasped, her hands instinctively gripping his shirt for balance.

His fingers trailed up her arm, causing goosebumps to rise on her skin. "You look even more beautiful when you're afraid," he murmured, leaning in to press a kiss to her collarbone. Nastya gasped, the sensation both terrifying and electrifying. Nikolai's lips moved lower, brushing against the sensitive skin of her chest, just above her aching nipples. She could feel his breath hot against her skin, each inhalation sending a shiver down her spine. "Tell me," he whispered, his mouth inches from her breast, "do you want me to stop?"

A mute girl finds herself entwined with a powerful mafia billionaire who becomes dangerously obsessed with her. Despite her silence, his intense feelings compel him to pursue her relentlessly, ultimately forcing her into a marriage she never desired caging her in his world. A broken soul will be broken more by a Sinner. This Sinner who loves sinning without repenting.... ...without remorse. Join the journey of the mute with her Sinner by reading this Story. **IT'S A DARK ROMANCE STORY WILL CONTAIL 18+ SCENES, VIOLENCE, ABUSE, NON CONSENT SCENES AND SWEARINGS 🤬. I DON'T SUPPORT ANY OF THEM. SO IF Ur UNCOMFORTABLE PLEASE AVOID THIS STORY. THANKS***

When Logan Plant, a brilliant yet underprivileged young woman, earns a scholarship to the elite and secretive Blackmoor Academy, she sees a future finally within reach. But among its marble walls and ivy-clad towers, prestige hides something far more sinister. There, she meets Soren RavenShade: cold, composed, and heir to a legacy steeped in shadow; an old and powerful bloodline. He had always been untouched by the world, uninterested and detached. Yet when he saw Logan, something unexplainable begins to unravel, a pull he can't escape, and an instinct he doesn't understand. But the problem is that Logan wants nothing to do with him or the strange undercurrents that ripple beneath Blackmoor's polished surface. But as the school's darkness begins to seep in, she realizes she's become part of a game she never agreed to play.

Rose has spent her life in the shadows quiet, reserved, and invisible. But when Luciano Gomez steps into her world, she learns what it means to be seen. Luciano doesn't ask. He takes. He calls her BABY in a voice that drips with possession, staking his claim with every touch, every whispered demand. Wealthy, ruthless, and dangerously obsessed, he craves Rose in a way that borders on madness. She's his to protect. His to spoil. His to break. She should run. She knows it. But when a man like Luciano decides you belong to him... There's nowhere left to hide. #1 in CONTROL #1 in AdultRomance #1 in Luxury

One look was all it took. Luna never noticed the man watching her from the shadows of that hospital corridor-but he saw everything. The way she smiled at the nurse, the fear in her eyes when she entered the exam room, the soft kindness in her voice. In that moment, he decided: she would be his. But Luna's world crumbled when the results came back. A rare, life-threatening condition. One chance of survival-a bone marrow transplant from a donor who refused to help. Desperate, Luna searched for answers, unaware that every road led back to him. The illness. The rejection. Even the donor file "accidentally" left behind. All of it was his design. Because he didn't want to save her. He wanted to own her. As Luna fights to survive, she discovers the truth: she isn't dying. She was never sick. And the only thing growing inside her... are his children. She thought she needed a cure. What she really needs-is to escape. ---

⸻❀❦❀⸻ **𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝑀𝒶𝒻𝒾𝒶 𝒟𝑜𝓃'𝓈 𝐵𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒶** ⸻❀❦❀⸻ She was "perfection"*-an ethereal ballerina, "blind yet breathtaking, fragile yet untouchable." A delicate doll crafted for the stage, never meant for the hands of men. But "Damian Romanov was never just a man." He had always watched her-not with admiration, but with "obsession." A dark, merciless desire that saw her not as a dream, but as something to "own, to break, to ruin." She was "his" to shatter, "his" to collect when there was nothing left but "silent screams and trembling hand." At times, she was "beyond repair" yet she knew-no one would take her from him. Not her father, the Capo who lived only to serve him. Not his fiancée, Not even his own father, the man who once ruled before him-because no one stood in Damian Romanov's way. Once, her "cage was golden." Now, it was "platinum-stronger, colder, inescapable." ⸻❀❦❀⸻ **𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝑀𝒶𝒻𝒾𝒶 𝒟𝑜𝓃'𝓈 𝒞𝒶𝑔𝑒** ⸻❀❦❀⸻ ⚠️ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ⚠️ This is not a fairytale-it's obsession, ruin, and submission. A world where love is a weapon and pleasure bleeds into pain. #ExplicitSmut #BDSM #NonCon #DubCon #Violence #Bloodshed #MafiaBrutality #PowerImbalance #Possession #Captivity