Anvitha Stories

"Ahhh!" Anvika gasped, the sharp pain radiating up her arm. He yanked her upward, forcing her to stand. "How dare you?" he shouted, his voice vibrating through her chest. "How dare you sit on my bed as if you belong here?" Anvika flinched, her entire body breaking into a violent shiver. Tears blurred her vision, spilling over her trembling cheeks. She tried to look at him, to find a spark of the man she thought she was marrying, but there was only ice. "I... I didn't..." she stammered, her voice thin and broken. His hand shifted, his fingers tangling cruelly into her hair, pulling her head back so she had no choice but to face his rage. "Ahhh!" she cried out again, her small hands instinctively reaching up to clutch at his arm, trying to ease the pressure. "Open your mouth and say something!" he thundered, his face inches from hers. "Tell me, who gave you the right to touch anything in this room?" "I... didn't mean... Sir, please..." He didn't wait for her to finish. With a disgusted growl, he shoved her away. The force was enough to send her stumbling back until she hit the floor hard. The cold marble bit into her skin, but the pain in her heart was sharper. She sat there in a heap of red silk, sobbing silently, her shoulders heaving. She didn't dare make a sound she didn't know if a scream would only make him angrier. "Listen to me carefully," Yuvraj said, his voice now dangerously low, which was somehow more terrifying than the shouting. "If you ever touch my things-if you ever think you are more than a shadow in this house-I will make you regret the day you were born. Do you understand?" Anvika didn't look up. She couldn't. She just stared at the floor, wondering what sin she had committed to deserve this. Why was the man who was supposed to protect her now the very person she needed protection from? This was her wedding night. And the endurance had only just begun. 🛑 not for soft people.

"My Sweet Stalker" is a hauntingly beautiful tale of obsession, love, and fate. When Anvitha Krishnan, a quiet South Indian girl with dreams of her own, catches the eye of Dante Moretti, the dangerously charming younger brother of an Italian mafia boss, her world begins to twist. What starts as unwanted attention slowly unravels into a love she never asked for... but can't escape. Caught between fear and fascination, Anvitha must decide: is Dante her curse, or her destiny?