Innocentfemale Stories

"The servants are still awake downstairs. My wife is just down the hall." ​"You shouldn't have come up here tonight," I say, my voice low, a deep baritone that carries a sharp, aristocratic edge. ​"H-Hukum... main toh bas..." I choked out, a hot tear spilling over my lashes as my hands tightly fisted into the simple fabric of my faded cotton tunic (poshak). I looked up into his cruel, handsome face, completely trapped in the golden cage of his desires. (Hukum... I was just...) __________________________________ I want to warn everyone right at the start: this story is extremely dark and contains a lot of disturbing content. If this isn't your cup of tea, please don't read it. I don't want any negative comments, as I have already given you fair warning.

𝐉𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐧-𝐞-𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐫𝐮𝐛𝐚 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐥 𝐣𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐉𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐧-𝐞-𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐫𝐮𝐛𝐚 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐥 𝐣𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐝 𝐲𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚 𓆩❤︎𓆪𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋'𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈 𓆩❤︎𓆪 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐀 💣🚬 He is not a man, but a cold, rhythmic tragedy dressed in black. He is the "Sarkar"-a king who rules not by the law of the land, but by the weight of his silences and the sharpness of his ego. With eyes that carry the darkness of a thousand moonless nights and a heart that stopped beating for others long ago, he is a storm that doesn't ask for permission to destroy. 𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐇𝐘𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐊𝐋𝐀 🌸🔱 He is the soft light of Banaras trapped in the dark shadows of Prayagraj whose healing touch is her greatest strength and her heaviest curse. With the fierce pride of a DCP's daughter and the soul of a savior, she is the "Ghats of Ganga" personified: pure, deep, and unyielding. He never felt emotions until he saw her ....It was not obsession it was far more dangerous, LOVE . Aradhya: "Main tumse nafrat karti hoon." Ranveer: (Fixes her dupatta with the tip of his finger) Nafrat hi kijiye , Suna hai, ishq se zyada gehri dushmani ki umar hoti hai. Then he filled her hairline not with Sindoor but his blood

It's a story about two girls named Paige and Kerry🌹 who live a simple and ordinary life but are full of dignity. Both are best friends of each other and both have kind hearts☺️ but unfortunately both of them have lost their family and have become orphans🥺. They do not have luxurious privileges like other girls or anyone who can give them princess treatments😢. But little did they know that two entities 🤫 are going to enter into their lives which will give them all the happiness in the world🤗. They are two extremely rich entities and now if you want to know what happens next😏, I kindly request you to read the story passionately. So, get your popcorn bags🍿😄 Sit back and relax☺️ and I hope you enjoy the story.....🤠

Azande have always dreamt of adding some adventure in her life but was always afraid of change ,when her family became too much for her to bear and being an unemployed graduate fresh out of university she needed an escape. Like her prayers were being answered by a high God she got a response on a scholarship she had applied for in Russia. In a new country confused and learning that this scholarship only helped with her tuition and accommodation fees she had to make a plan. That is how her life change but the real question is was this change for the better or the worst?

The writer of a bestselling novel wakes up inside her own story-only not as the heroine, but as Anneliese Montclair, a tragic cannon fodder destined to die for the villain's redemption. Determined to change her fate, she navigates chaotic breakfasts, meddling family, and the dangerously handsome villain, Lucien Creed... all while everyone around her can hear her every thought. But as banter turns into tenderness and fate begins to shift, Anneliese wonders-can a doomed side character really rewrite her ending into a happily ever after? "Woke Up In My Own Story" #WITMContest Words Count: 1998 **************** Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All Rights Reserved No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means-whether electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise-without the prior written permission of the writer.

Love....its always not love .sometimes its a Illusion...... A beautiful illusion . H.V

I thought the worst thing in my life was losing my parents... I was wrong. The night my uncle took me to that party, everything changed. I wasn't there as a guest. I wasn't even there by choice. I was there to be sold. To him. A man feared by everyone. A man with blood on his hands and darkness in his soul. A man who doesn't ask... he takes. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. And now... He owns me. I tried to run. I tried to fight. I tried to hate him. But in his world, there are only two rules: Obey... or break. And the more I resist him... The more he wants me. This isn't a love story. This is a story of obsession, control, and a girl who never meant to fall for the devil.

❝ You were never my choice, Meera. You were my punishment. ❞ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── ❝ I don't want your love, Shivrant. ❞ ❝ Too late, sweetheart. You own it now ❞ They were into a forced marriage, but what if it turns into obsession and then love

𝐀𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐱 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐬 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦 " 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦 " Anshita rathore , a dumb commerce student , always clumsy simple and decent obsessed with Wattpad wala romance not knowing it will soon be her turn. Silas romano , The obsessed pyschopath. Her predator He will haunt her .He could break any boundries to be with Her she is not his need she is his obsession. He is the villain in her story he will destroy her ruin her and claim to her as his. She belongs with him or maybe to him. "𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐛l𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝."