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Taehyung stands over the girl, his cheek still stinging from the force of her slap. As he looks down at her, he notices her eyes and nose are swollen and red from crying. Then, like a lightning strike, he remembers who she is. Before he can stop himself, he reaches down and grabs a fistful of her hair, yanking it upward with a sharp, brutal tug. "How dare you touch me!" he roars, his voice echoing off the narrow walls. Jeena lets out a broken whimper, her body jerking in pain. She reaches up, her fingers clawing at his hand as she tries to free herself from his iron grip, but it only makes him tighten his hold. "Who the hell are you?" he demands, stepping closer until he has her pinned against the cold wall. He stares down at her, his face inches from hers. She shouts as a sharp, agonizing pain shoots through her scalp, and she begins scratching frantically at his hand. Her nails dig into his skin, drawing thin lines of red, but Taehyung doesn't flinch. His eyes are bloodshot with pure rage. Jeena shivers violently, the words dying in her throat as terror paraylzes her. "You know who I am," he growls into her ear, his voice a low, dangerous vibration. Genre: Romance / Thriller / Supernatural Tropes: Idol × Ordinary Girl Slow Burn Protective Male Lead Supernatural Visions Mystery & Danger Enemies to Lovers ________《》________ Hey... this is my first story, and it is originally written by me. I hope you'll like it. All images and GIFs belong to their rightful owners, credits to them. Important: Please vote and share your thoughts ***Hey readers! I've edited some of the previous chapters for better flow and details...

His EX Wife

She knows that she loves him from her childhood but she doesn't know that is her biggest mistake . She thinks that he is love her that way she do . But it's her misunderstanding . The time more pass ..the distance between us more . He becomes rude and cold towards me and always insults me . He is not the one who i love . I don't why . In our children we used to play and make promises but now he is even disgusted himself if i touch his things ..... If you want to know what happens!! Then you should read. I can say this story doesn't waste time when you read it .. Male Lead : Aarav Oberoi. Female Lead : Meera Sharma. =========🍁🍁🍁🍁========= The cover photo is not my . I take the photo from Google. English is not my first language . So , ignore my grammar article mistake . It's my original story . So , don't cover it . Or i have to take steps .

#Top 1 in INDIA [24/jan - 05/feb/2026] "They have different stories, but fate forced them into one." VIVAN SINGHANIA- feared by many, respected by all. A man whose name carries power, whose silence is sharper than words. To the world, he is untouchable. To Aarvi, he is the husband she never chose. AARVI SISODIYA- soft-spoken, innocent, and delicate as glass. A girl whose dreams were shattered in a single night, leaving her tied to a man who looks at her with nothing but resentment. She never asked for this marriage, yet she is forced to live in its shadow. KIARA MEHRA- the woman Vivan loved, the girlfriend he never wanted to let go of. The name that keeps Aarvi from ever being seen. --- But when destiny traps Vivan and Aarvi under the same roof, the war between them begins. Hate collides with hidden emotions, silence turns into stolen moments, and the line between enemies and something more begins to blur. Can a marriage built on pain ever turn into love... or will it only break her more? ♥ ♥ ♥ #01 - wattpadindia (30/10/25) #02 - lovetriangle (28/12/25) #02 - wife (25/10/25) #03 - romcom (07/11/25)

Meet Adhvik Raichand - a cold-hearted billionaire CEO, for whom relationships are nothing more than business deals, and people... merely chess pieces. And then there is Aanya Saxsena - an innocent, soft-hearted girl who doesn't even remember her own wedding, yet whose life has been shattered forever. The wedding preparations were meant for Aanya's step-sister. The bride on the altar was supposed to be someone else. But when the veil was lifted... It was Aanya. No consent. No memories. Only a forced marriage. To the world, Adhvik Raichand is the ultimate dream man - powerful, charming, irresistible. But to Aanya... He is nothing less than a demon. Cold. Ruthless. Dominating. Control-freak. On one side - an innocent girl, desperately searching for the truth behind her own marriage. On the other - her demon husband, for whom Aanya is nothing more than a necessity. What is the real truth behind Aanya's wedding? Why was she forced into this marriage? And will she ever escape this dangerous bond? Dive into a dark, intense, emotional rollercoaster of love, obsession, pain and passion. Read now: Demon CEO's Forced Wife 🔥🖤

••|3rd in Arranged Series|•• Can be read as a standalone I always find myself getting mesmerized by him. And today is no different. As I come into the corridor leading to the swimming pool with his favorite fresh orange juice, I am stunned by the sight in front of me. Stun is perhaps a small word. I am shocked, surprised, dazed, hypnotized, and bewitched by it. Do I do something really good in a while? Maybe Allah sometimes gives you a ton even without that. My prayers, my fascination, and my mind has always been filled with him. No doubt, I was lucky enough to behold this scene. My blood gets frozen in my veins as it can't even bring a blush to my cheeks. I am in an enchantment. He just performs a butterfly stroke and the way his beautiful and muscular back contrasts with the blue water, makes my jaw drop. He finally gets done with his daily swimming time and comes out of the water. His wet hair is stuck to his scalp and forehead. The water is dribbling through his hair, eyelids, and attractive beard. My breath gets stuck in my throat when he sweeps his hair away by his veiny hands. Allah, this is too much. When he stands up, his bare, sturdy, and muscular chest was all I can see. He grabs the towel and dries his body with it. When he reaches near me, I mum. He is just in his swimming shorts, looking so handsome. He is in his full glory and that is my weak point. "Earth to, Glasses." He snaps his fingers in front of her face. "I know I am a sight to behold but your eyes might get tired like this." The blood finally starts moving again. A flush soon creeps on my cheeks as he takes the glass of juice from me which causes his fingers to brush against my hand. I am doomed. That is for sure. Start Date: 04.03.2024 End Date: 31.05.2024

#1- hate love #2- mumbai #3-forced "Samridhi," Naina said my name with excitement. " What happened, why are you shouting, "I asked her. "My marriage got fixed " she again shouted. "Damn my ears" I groaned. " Ooh my god with whom, "I asked excitingly. " Abhimanyu Singhania" " No this can't happen" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ " call the bride " Priest said. "Call naina where is she, " Chacha Ji asked. "There she is, " Chachi Ji said. " now groom will take the hand of the bride" Priest said. As Abhimanyu takes my hand in his he comes closer and whispers in my ears "welcome to my world Samridhi". Started 21-4-2021 Completed 9-6-2021 The pictures are used are from Pinterest belongs to their rightful owner.

" My tongue is enough to make your legs shiver Mrs Ranawat ! " --- Ansh Singh Ranawat Shiv shakti coded 🦢 heyo royals ~ your author is back here 💖🫰🏻😭 as you know the previous you guys had read " Forced Wife " got deleted by Wattpad due to some scenes and characters matched with another book so I changed many things in this one even the name / CHRACTER'S / book theme...those who don't read my that one it's best for them and those who read so babies please adjust for your author and give the same love to this one too I'm sure it'll be worth your time as it's better then that one !!! note ~ - The book contains some harassed words and sexual assault so watch at your own risk - The book is an updated version of my recently book - tropes 🦋~ Mafia king × heart surgeon business tycoon × smuggler × killer CEO × doctor psychopath × gangster dark romance × royal romance × soft romance happy × sad haters to lovers women in revenge × villain Forced marriage × arrange marriage innocence × agression ego × lions × panther - Book story is mine only...ask before reposting - must follow my Instagram @royal_writes._ link in bio too for book updates - book is mutli couple coded 🦢 - book contains Hindi dialogue with English translation #1 book of royal series ~ - follow my Wattpad and do vote / comment on each chapter 😭😭🫰🏻 - let's go royals ~ 🦢💖🦋🐾🕊️🫰🏻 starting date - 15 / dec / 2024 your author Ashu ~

• He never cared about a fangirl he met three years ago, he didn't even remember, but for her? the moment stayed like a forever. Shubman Gill - India's rising cricket sensation, never ever imagined his life to take a turn, in the worst way possible... Paths crossing with the same girl again, but the situation? entirely different! And for Miraya, the journey became a war with her inner conflicts and the journey of hatred, she never thought her heart will produce for him. And this time the meeting was not as an idol and a fangirl, this time they were victims.! The hearts were hacked, the way neither of them imagined....! ~This is pure work of fiction, everything belongs to my imaginary world. The images in the cover page and in the book are not mine, they belong to their respective owners. Thank you.

"I love you so much it terrifies me, amour." Muhammad Tahir Zo-ro "M'zoro" is a billionaire heir, a celebrity, and a DSS agent. Amrah Saleh Imam's hatred becomes something far more complicated when she discovers that the man everyone admires is hiding secrets dangerous enough to destroy lives. But this isn't just a love story. It's a story about consequences. About choices that can't be undone. About people who aren't who they seem. And about the terrifying realization that sometimes the person you should run from is the person your heart keeps choosing. With 70+ chapters, the plot changes constantly and the drama keeps getting crazier.

❝Dupatta apne sar par karo,❞ he said in a low voice. Umul blinked. She frowned and looked up at him. ❝Kya?❞. ❝I said, dupatta apne sar par lo,❞ he repeated, this time with a little more stern edge to his tone. She looked at him, stunned... Who the hell does he think he is? ⁕⁕⁕⁕⁕ She is 22... quiet, overlooked, and forgotten by her own family. She lives like an invisible person in her own house, someone who just simply exists but is never truly noticed. He is 29... hardened by the world that has shown him its darkest sides. Pain and loss have turned his heart to stone. When they are forced into marriage neither of them wants, will they find solace in each other, heal each other... or will their pasts tear them apart? ⁕⁕⁕⁕⁕ Trigger Warnings: This story contains themes that may be distressing to some readers, including suicidal thoughts, Implied/referenced suicide, graphic violence, vulgar language, and other mature content. Copyright ©2025 by Batool

Copyright © 2025. All rights reserved. Aisha Aminu Babangida has spent her life searching for a passion she can truly call her own. Growing up in a household that stifled her choices, she never had the freedom to explore what she loved. Worse, relentless body shaming from her stepmother and those around her left her feeling trapped in her own skin. "You're too skinny!" "Do you even eat at all? "I swear you gained weight yesterday, but today you look..." And her personal favorite from her future husband. "...all bones." People claimed to envy her body, but Aisha knew better. What was there to be jealous of? Struggling with an eating disorder, anxiety and depression, she makes a bold decision; to take control of her life by joining the gym. Her weight gain journey was anything but easy, but she is determined to rewrite her own story. Khalid Muhammad Bugaje has only ever had one goal; to live up to his father's legacy. Raised on stories of power, discipline, and honor, he knew from a young age that failure was not an option. As the son of a highly respected General, expectations weighed on him heavier than any armor. But when his father suggests that he marry a woman he cannot stand, Khalid finds himself in a battle unlike any other. One that has nothing to do with war and everything to do with the heart. And for the first time in his life, he loses.

Jasper Jean mariano is the mutya of section E. JayJay was never soft, never weak, and never anyone's to claim. This is her story-the strength they never saw, the silence they couldn't break, and the reason everyone who came near her fell... in their own way. Bringing back the og book 1 Diva jay! Rewriting amnse but in my pov. Lots of love to author lara. not copying. just rewriting. This is my work, my ideas but the original characters and plot belong to author lara only. I feel like there's a lot of mystery which is unsolved in book 3. So here I'm just continuing it. Though this book is from retreat scene, there were some things I wanted to add. I feel a lot of things should have been explained or atleast acknowledged. So here I AM. Y'all would never regret reading this book i swear.

"Sshhh... wait a second." He grabbed my face, forcing me to look at him. "What?" I snapped. "Your eyes... when did they become so... beautiful?" he slurred, staring like I'd sprouted stars overnight. "Go home, you drunkard!" I shoved at him, trying to break free. He ignored me, gripping my chin tighter, stepping close. "And your nose... it used to look worse than a clown's. Why does it look... different?" His finger traced the tip. "Veer! Did you even notice? I got plastic surgery this morning!" I forced a fake smile and stomped hard on his foot. He yelped and stumbled back, but before I could walk away, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me toward him. "Why do your lips... look so good today?" His gaze locked on mine. "Go inside, or I'll shove you off this corridor myself and tell everyone you slipped because you're drunk!" I wrenched my wrist free. "Maybe it's the saree... or maybe I just had a little too much," he said, voice low, eyes still on my lips. "Fuck off!" I snapped, my patience gone. He tilted his head, a smirk creeping onto his face, hair falling over his forehead. "We hate each other... don't we?" "Yes! You asshole!" I yelled, turning to slide the key into my door. "Good! Just wanted to confirm... Oh, and Yams?" His voice followed me as I slammed the door. I froze, keys trembling in my hand. "You'll love the blow I have planned for you tomorrow." My stomach sank. I already knew it wasn't going to be good. Shit. He's definitely up to something wicked. Fucking Veer. *** Veer of Apt 302 and Yamini of Apt 303. Everyone in Sahaja Residency knows this combo. They hate each other. They thrive on getting under each other's skin. Since when? Since the day they mket. What do they do? Endless pranks. Relentless revenge. Daily chaos. But what happens when the universe decides to mess with them? They say the line between hate and love is dangerously thin... The question is-where exactly is that line, and who's going to cross it first?

What happens when the man you hate is the one you're already married to? Noor is a bright, spirited literature student with a sharp tongue and a hidden past. Azlan is her cold, distant professor-feared, respected, and emotionally unavailable. But beneath his composed exterior hides a storm he never lets anyone see. They clash from day one. She challenges his authority. He questions her every move. But what no one knows? They were secretly married years ago-tied by a promise made in childhood, forgotten by one and burned into the soul of the other. When fate places them under one roof again, old sparks reignite into something far more dangerous-feelings. She's sunshine. He's storms. She tries to move on. He starts to fall. But between buried secrets, shattered expectations, and a love neither of them asked for... will their hearts survive? A slow-burn halal romance full of angst, stolen glances, silent duas, and a love written in destiny.

"Stop acting like you own me, jeon jeongguk. i hate you." "Hate me all you want... you're still mine." ... In a quiet college life that Kim Taehyung tries his best to keep peaceful, one person keeps appearing where he least expects him - Jeon Jeongguk. Feared on campus and known for his biker crew, Jeongguk carries a dangerous reputation that follows him everywhere. He's reckless, intimidating, and far too interested in Taehyung for someone who claims to hate him. Their paths keep colliding - in crowded hallways, outside the campus gates, and in moments neither of them planned. Every encounter turns into another clash of sharp words and stubborn pride. They irritate each other, challenge each other, and refuse to back down. But the more Taehyung tries to stay away, the more Jeongguk pulls him closer. ~~ Top: Jeongguk Bottom: Taehyung

"I love you, Doctor Hua. Please marry me. I promise-I will fill your entire life with love." "Wenlang, didn't you always claim that you loved me?" "That you loved me so deeply... so obsessively..." "that you didn't need a second thought to murder the person I loved." "Now listen carefully." "From today onward, I will teach you exactly what the price of loving me is." "How devotion turns into punishment." "How affection mutates into terror." "How love-when misplaced-becomes a curse." "From this moment on, you and I are no longer bound by love, Wenlang." "We are bound by sin." A breath. A pause. "A bond soaked in blood." "A vow carved in guilt." "A damnation neither of us will ever escape." Hua Yong leaned closer, his whisper sharp as a blade. "You chose me." "Now live with what loving me truly means." Some loves are born in honesty. Others are forged in lies. Hua Yong believed in control. In discipline. In keeping his heart carefully locked away. Wenlang believed in games. Their paths crossed, and something irreversible began. A promise was made. A life was lost. And a marriage followed-one neither of them truly wanted. Now they share a name. A home. And a silence thick with unspoken sins. Hua Yong looks at Wenlang and sees guilt. Wenlang looks at Hua Yong and sees obsession. Between them lies a truth so dangerous that revealing it could destroy them both. This is not a love story. It is a punishment disguised as devotion. A bond sealed not by affection- but by sin. Some vows are meant to save you. Others are meant to ruin you. 📣📌It's a HuaShen story. Hua Yong is the Top and Shen Wenlang is Bottom . If you don't like the idea, please skip🙂🩹

"Kill him, or crave him. There is no middle ground." A Blood-Treaty signed in ink. A marriage finished in silver. Hwang Hyunjin is the Alpha heir of the North-a man of iron, scars, and a hunger for vengeance. He was born to hunt the undead, not to bed them. Lee Felix is the Last Crimson Prince-a nightmare in silk with ruby eyes and a heart made of ice. He didn't come for a crown; he came to watch the Alpha's legacy bleed. One Bed. Two Enemies. A thousand ways to die. The vows are fake. The hatred is real. The hunger is lethal.

Show based what-if's. What if Arnav chose love over ego? What if Shyam returned for revenge? Or Lavanya turned villain? Or Sheetal actually helped Khushi? Peep in to read more such tracks! Banner by __shiri__

පූජනීය සෙංකඩගල අහස යටදී සිළිම්ඹු යුගලක ගැටුණු රග්බි පන්දුවක්, එයින් ඉපිදි ආත්මීය ප්‍රේමයක්, ඒ පිටිපසින් උරේනුර ගැටෙන දැවැන්ත බල අරගලයක්... ~ Arav Arnavalokya Abhises Bandaranaike ~ ~ Dhahara Ashadi Aradhya Wickremesigh ~