Jealoushero Stories

An arshi story starting from events leading to Arnav-Lavanya's cancelled Engagement. The engagement was supposed to change everything....It did. Just not the way anyone expected. Arnav Singh Raizada doesn't believe in love, emotions, or anything he can't control. But the day his engagement ends... something shifts. And somehow, Khushi Kumari Gupta becomes the one thing he can't ignore. What starts as irritation turns into something far more dangerous- jealousy, obsession... and a truth he refuses to accept. Because this time, it's not business. It's personal.

Years ago, she loved a man who was never meant to stay. He arrived as a bodyguard... and disappeared without a trace. Yet she never wished for him to return-only that wherever he was, he was alive... safe... and at peace. Years later, fate returned him to her-not as a memory, but as the man the world could never reach. To him... She was merely another 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔤𝔢. To her... He was merely a 𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔬𝔯. Or so they believed. Some loves are written in the stars. Theirs was written in the shadows. Because sometimes, fate doesn't separate two hearts. It buries one... And leaves the other to 𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔱 𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔱𝔬 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢. ~ 𝓡𝓪𝔂𝓪𝓷 × 𝓐𝓴𝓪𝓷𝓼𝓱𝓪

Piya Panday is a free-spirited, outspoken town girl who believes dreams come before duties. At twenty-one, she wants a life shaped by words, journalism, and independence-not by traditions that demand silence. When she travels to Kashipur, a deeply rooted village in Western Uttar Pradesh, to attend her cousin's wedding, she believes it is just a short visit. She is wrong. Kashipur is ruled by Veer Thakur, the cold, composed, and fiercely respected Sarpanch. A man of few words, unshakable authority, and quiet intensity, Veer carries the weight of the village on his shoulders. Power comes naturally to him, emotions do not. And yet, beneath his calm exterior lies a possessive protectiveness he barely acknowledges. What begins as a simple wedding visit slowly turns into a life-altering destiny. Pulled into a world of village politics, unspoken rules, and family honor, Piya finds herself married into a place where her voice does not belong-yet refuses to be silenced. As Veer battles political rivals, illegal dealings, and looming elections, Piya must battle expectations, judgment, and the fear of losing herself. Between tradition and freedom, power and love, silence and voice-two opposite worlds collide. Will Kashipur cage Piya's free spirit, or will she become the spark that reshapes Veer Thakur's empire?

"Welcome to my fantasy world... "This story is my new creation, a journey of friendship, revenge, and love. It's the life story of Ojasav and Manmeet, Two souls destined to collide, Which begins with small banters blossoms into love. But what twist of fate turns this love into a revengeful obsession? A obsession so strong, it consumes their hearts, minds, and souls... Dive into their world of passion, betrayal, and redemption... Will love prevail or revenge destroy everything? **Start reading to uncover the truth...**"

He was cold, quiet, and impossible to read... The kind of CEO everyone feared to approach. And she? Just a soft-hearted new employee trying to survive her first job. But one accidental meeting was enough for him to start noticing her. The way children smiled around her. The way she nervously held her coffee tray. The way she unknowingly entered his thoughts. Now his eyes follow her everywhere. A little too much. A possessive CEO. An innocent girl. A silent obsession growing stronger day by day. But what happens when jealousy, overprotectiveness, and hidden feelings slowly turn into love? 🖤 "He looked cold to the world... but for her, he was dangerously soft."

He was never meant to look at her twice. She was never meant to correct him on her second day. Shanaya Dwivedi has always liked men who don't exist - the older, colder, emotionally unavailable type found only in romance novels. Then she joins Raichand Group. And meets one. Vikrant Raichand doesn't smile unnecessarily. Doesn't tolerate interruptions. Doesn't believe in emotional chaos. Until a sharp-eyed strategist with steady hands and a stuttered introduction says, "I disagree." The boardroom falls silent. And something shifts. What begins as professional rivalry turns into unspoken tension. What should have remained office politics becomes family involvement. And before either of them fully understands what's happening- A marriage proposal is placed between them. No love confession. No dramatic courtship. Just silence. But silence can be louder than desire. And when a man like Vikrant Raichand finally falls- he doesn't fall softly. He falls completely. © 2026 Tisha. All Rights Reserved. This book is an original work by Tisha. Any copying, reposting, translation, or adaptation of this story or its parts without permission will be considered a violation of copyright law. Please respect the author's effort and creativity.

Kang Jae-hyun built his empire on control. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. Nyra Kim is his perfectly composed secretary-efficient, confident, and completely unimpressed by the powerful CEO who commands everyone else. In the office, she keeps him organized. Outside the office... she's his neighbor. When a mischievous white cat creates an accidental connection, control begins to slip. A mother determined to arrange his future and a rival woman stepping into the picture, and obsession becomes inevitable. Kang Jae-hyun is used to owning everything he desires. The only problem? Nyra Kim refuses to be owned.

Delilah I thought I had moved on from Roman Chase. After he left without a word, I learned how to live without him. Two years later, he's back-CEO Roman, all confidence and control. He never told me he was coming, but now that he's here, it feels like he never left. He's still the same, but I'm not. And somehow, it feels like we're picking up right where we left off. Roman always knew how to make things complicated-especially when it came to me.

The city was alive with the hum of midnight traffic, neon lights flickering over rain-slicked streets. Somewhere in the distance, laughter echoed from a rooftop party, a sharp contrast to the chilling stillness that surrounded her. Annika Sandhu tightened her grip on her coat as she stepped out of her office building. The night smelled like damp earth and something else-something that made the hairs on the back of her neck rise. A gut feeling. A warning. She wasn't alone. Her instincts had never failed her before. Being a woman in a world that never handed anything freely had sharpened her senses like a blade. And right now, they were screaming. She turned, scanning the street. Nothing. Just an empty sidewalk, the faint buzz of a streetlight overhead. But that didn't mean she wasn't being watched. A shadow lurked beyond the alley, unmoving. Calculated. The first real sign of danger. Annika exhaled slowly, refusing to show fear. Fear made you weak. And she wasn't weak. "Bad night for stalking women," she said aloud, her voice sharp, daring. A challenge. No response. Coward. Rolling her eyes, she walked forward, her heels clicking against the pavement. If someone wanted to follow her, let them. They'd regret it. What she didn't know was that two sets of eyes were watching her that night. One from the darkness. And one from the top floor of a black SUV parked across the street. Damian Sprouse leaned back in his seat, swirling a glass of whiskey as he watched her. His jaw tightened. She moved differently than the women he knew. She wasn't fragile or hesitant. She was fire, a storm wrapped in a deceptively soft exterior. She didn't know it yet, but she was already his. Even if she ran, even if she fought-he'd never let her go. And if anyone else dared to try? They'd be buried before sunrise.

🖤 BEIKHTIYAAR: AN OBSESSION Do log. Do alag duniyaan. Aur ek aisa rishta... jo dono ki zindagi badal dega. Shehriyaar Sikander. Power, attitude aur charm ka dangerous combination. Velhaven City mein uska naam hi kaafi hai. Gusse mein unpredictable, apni marzi ka malik aur kisi ke saamne na jhukne wala. Ladkiyan uski life mein aati hain... aur chali jaati hain. No commitments. No emotions. No attachments. Lekin apne ghar mein? Wahi Shehriyaar apne family ka favourite hai. Ayaan ka best Chachu, Ayna ka favourite devar aur Kabeer ka woh pagal dost jiske bina ek din bhi normal nahi guzarta. Phir hai- Prishey Siddiqui. Beautiful, independent aur strong-minded. Dikhne mein soft... lekin kisi ki badtameezi, gussa ya unnecessary attitude bilkul tolerate nahi karti. Uski apni boundaries hain. Aur woh unhe cross karne wale ko jawab dena jaanti hai. Ek ko control ki aadat hai. Doosri ko kisi ke control mein rehna pasand nahi. Ek apni marzi chalata hai. Doosri apni marzi se jeeti hai. Toh jab ye do completely different personalities ek doosre ke saamne aayengi... kya hoga? Ego clashes. Arguments. Teasing. Power struggle. Aur dheere-dheere... kuch aisa jo dono ne kabhi expect nahi kiya tha. Because sometimes, attraction isn't the beginning of love. Sometimes... it's the beginning of an obsession. «"Mujhse door rehna, Shehriyaar Sikander." He smirked. "tum sach me sochti ho I'll listen to you, Butterfly?" "Mujhe lagta hai tumhe maanna padega." His smile deepened. "Now this is getting interesting." 🖤» BEIKHTIYAAR: AN OBSESSION "Kuch kahaniyan likhi nahi jaati... woh bas jeeni padti hain." 🖤

this story is not just an imagination some of the scenes are inspired from real life ..... I hope clips of these three scenes would make you read this .... three clips same college. he was moving closer and closer and closer till her back was touching the cold metal of the almira . he whispered leaning near her ear " scared aren't you . " he smiled knowing she was blushing. Raevik said " take my interview Miss Reporter" he smirked at the girl who came in confidence to take his interview. ....... Rivaan- Be my personal assistant and I would not tell your secret to anyone . her eyes carried her hope . but he was the only one who could pay for her . she moved her hands to shake his hand he leaned back and said in a seductive voice "Be careful i bite darling" making her blush. .......... Rudansh playing soccer is the hottest scene in ground. girls dying to see him 'more' iykyk his eyes on football,alone in the college ground. he was running suddenly he tripped and fell . he saw a girl with glasses on ground. he said "Glass queen can't see ,huh ,even with them " only person who could hate such a hot person was her ......

**She's a spoiled heiress by day, a secret healer by night. He's a feared mafia king, broken in body but ruthless in mind. Their marriage was a deal sealed in silence - but what blooms between pain and power could rewrite fate.** When fiery, sharp-tongued Anvika Roy is forced to marry the crippled mafia don Vihaan Veer Singh, it's meant to be a punishment. But behind her designer attitude lies a secret life of compassion - and behind his cold eyes, a man desperate to feel whole again. He doesn't believe in healing. She doesn't believe in love. But obsession, betrayal, and forbidden touches change everything. What happens when the one you're forced to hate is the only one who truly sees you? *Whispers of Ashoka* - a dark, slow-burn romance of secrets, scars, and the alchemy of love that hurts before it heals.

Aira Kapoor (25 years old) India's golden girl of tennis, who has always lived between white lines: on the court, in her discipline, and in her world. But when she decides to open her own tennis academy, those lines start to blur. Enters Reyansh Mehra (27 years old), a composed and brilliant architect with a guarded heart and a past he keeps locked away. He's everything Aira isn't steady, measured, immune to chaos... until she walks into his office. What begins as a professional collaboration soon turns into stolen glances, quiet understanding, and an undeniable spark neither saw coming. In love and in tennis, timing is everything. Will they win this match together, or will life serve its final ace? Insta Id: @spill_your_words

She hated contracts. He lived by them. She craved freedom. He demanded control. When Rhea Kapoor is forced into a marriage with Aarav Mehta-the arrogant heir of India's most ruthless business empire-she swears she'll never let him touch her heart. But between hostile glares, whispered confessions, and the dangerous spark neither of them can fight, the lines between love and hate begin to blur. Business brought them together. Pride keeps them apart. But what happens when betrayal, jealousy, and family secrets threaten to tear everything down? 🔥 A slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers romance with passion, power, and a love too dangerous to ignore.

"She was silence. He was spark. And destiny brought them together in the most unexpected way." Tara Mhajan-shy, sensitive, and lost in her own little world. Kabir Raychand-charming, loud, and always the center of attention. An arranged marriage neither of them believed in... yet both said yes. Now, under one roof, two strangers must figure out what comes after 'I do.' Awkward silences, stolen glances, unspoken feelings-and a slow burn connection that might just turn into forever. A story of growing love, unexpected jealousy, and the magic of falling for someone... after marrying them.

He kissed her like a madman-hungry, desperate, wild. Every brush of his lips felt like fire, every breath he stole as if it was the only thing keeping him alive. Sonali clutched his shirt, torn between fear and a strange, burning pull she couldn't fight. But then-suddenly-he ripped himself away. His chest heaved, his fists clenched, his voice cracked with a darkness she had never heard before. "Stay away from me..." he growled, his words sharp, trembling with danger. "I'll hurt you. I swear I will. I said STAY AWAY!" His eyes, glowing crimson, burned into hers-wild, untamed, inhuman. Sonali's heart pounded. The man who kissed her like she was his world... now looked like something she couldn't even recognize.

When Mira Sanyal joins Rathore Urban Infra, she expects long hours, ruthless corporate politics, and a demanding CEO. What she doesn't expect is Ishaan Dev Rathore-a man so controlled, powerful, and emotionally untouchable that the entire company fears him... except her. Engaged to another man and determined to protect the life she already chose, Mira tries to ignore the dangerous tension growing between them. But Ishaan's quiet obsession begins to crack through his carefully built control. The more he watches her settle for a love that makes her feel smaller, the harder it becomes to stay away. What starts as stolen glances and restrained conversations slowly turns into something far more destructive-an all-consuming love neither of them can survive halfway. Because Ishaan doesn't know how to want gently. And Mira is about to discover that some men don't fall in love peacefully. They ruin beautifully.

Some loves don't heal you. They ruin you... beautifully. Hera thought she was in control. Ruke was the storm she didn't see coming. A game of power. Desire. Obsession. And only one of them will win. Ruined Soul - A Dark Romance Now on Wattpad. Would you fall for him... or run?