Possesive Stories

MIA Shy innocent and sweet Mia Vitello has spent her life in silence a delicate soul wrapped in anxiety, hidden away from the world by the only person she trusts, her older brother, Luca. In their quiet, guarded home, Mia finds safety in routine, comfort in drawing, and love in Luca's rare but gentle smile. She knows nothing of the dark empire he serves and he intends to keep it that way until she meets the Don. DON MARCELLO Cold ruthless and calculated, Marcello Morretti rules with an iron will, a man born of war and silence. Cold to the bone until he sees her. One glance at Mia, and something dangerous awakens inside him, Desire. Possession. Fascination. and .Obsession. In a world built on secrets and violence, how long can innocence remain untouched? THIS BOOK HAS NOT BEEN EDITED,

"Tell me." He whispered, voice husky with amusement. "If I take this dress off of you and touch you here." His thumb traced slow circles over the tightening nub, rubbing gently, deliberately making it harder. "Would you be wet, Олонок?" Heat surged through me like wildfire. My breath hitched before I could stop it. My lips parted, and instinctively, I bit down on my lower lip, tasting my own flesh. His thumb continued its torturous dance over the areola, small circles that became firmer, coaxing every nerve to attention. I could feel the skin puckering under his touch, my body betraying me in slow, shuddering responses. I wanted to pull away, to stand, to breathe but the grip of his gaze held me captive. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Elara Sinclair came to Maryville to disappear. After fleeing the engagement her father arranged, one that would have chained her to a life she didn't choose. She only wants quiet, classes, anonymity, and a future of her own making. But quiet shatters the moment she enrolls in Russian during her third year. Her professor, Draven Volkov, is everything she should avoid. Commanding Magnetic Impossible to ignore. His dark eyes promise more than language lessons, and his words curl around her like silk. But behind the sharp suits and the accent is a man with secrets far more dangerous than she realizes. Because Draven Volkov isn't just a professor. He's Lucius Romanov, heir to a ruthless Russian mafia dynasty, hiding in plain sight. As Elara struggles to outrun her past, she finds herself entangled in his. Desire wars with fear, attraction with survival, and every step closer to him pulls her deeper into a world of power, deception, and sin. In Maryville, falling for the wrong man doesn't just break hearts. It can cost lives.

𝗔𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝘅 𝗗𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗸𝗮 "kyun kar rahe hain aap aisa ? Mera haath chhod dijiye, please!" she cried, her voice trembling as tears streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks. "Just shut your mouth and marry me," he growled without even glancing at her, his voice cold and final. Her body shivered at his tone. "M..mujhe dard ho raha hai," she whispered through sobs, the pain in her voice halting him for a moment. He turned to look at her-just for a second. Then, without a word, he lifted her into his arms. Startled, she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. "Tumhari behen ki galti ki saza tum bhugtogii." His voice was low, bitter. And then he carried her straight to the pavilion. --- He never wanted love. He just needed a wife to fulfill a compulsion-a condition he couldn't ignore. But when his would-be bride ran away, he dragged her elder sister, Devika, into his storm. Devika, an abandoned bride herself, already struggling with her failing health, had no strength left to resist. She had stopped dreaming long ago. But fate had other plans. Read the story of two broken hearts-Abhay, driven by rage and responsibility, and Devika, drowning in silence and sorrow. Will their unwilling bond destroy them further? Or will they become the light that chases away each other's darkness?

𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞... 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭. 𝗥𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗸𝗮 𝗧𝗮𝗻𝗲𝗷𝗮 was never the kind of girl who believed in distractions. Soft-spoken, composed, and always one step ahead, her world revolved around books, ambitions, and a single goal... cracking AILET and walking into NLU Delhi with her head held high. 𝗥𝗶𝘁𝘃𝗮𝘆 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗵𝗮𝗻 didn't believe in any of that. He was a Backbencher, Basketball player and bike lover. A boy who lived for speed, for moments, for the thrill of not knowing what comes next. He didn't have a plan... just a pulse that refused to slow down. And somewhere deep inside, a love for machines and motion he hadn't yet named as a dream. They weren't supposed to matter to each other but shared classrooms turn into shared glances... Coincidences start repeating. 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 : • 𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭-𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐋 × 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐌𝐋 • 𝐓𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫 × 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 • 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐫 × 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 • 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐋 • 𝐅𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐰𝐲𝐞𝐫 × 𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 • 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐧'𝐭 × 𝐇𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 & 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 • 𝐔𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 × 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 • 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐲 × 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲

"I fire people for cold coffee, Radchapon. What makes you think I won't fire you for bleeding on my floor?" "Because, sir," JJ whispered, his voice trembling as he refused to meet the CEO's eyes, "I'm the only one who knows exactly how you take it." Net Siraphop Manithikhun is the undisputed Ice King of Bangkok. As a billionaire CEO, he is arrogant, ruthlessly demanding, and devastatingly handsome. He goes through secretaries like tissues, firing them for the slightest human error. Then comes JJ Radchapon Phornpinit. Beautiful, sharp, and flawlessly efficient, JJ is the perfect machine. He doesn't make mistakes. He doesn't falter. And he easily becomes the obsession of the city's most dangerous billionaire. Net thinks he's finally found the perfect employee-until he realizes JJ's perfection isn't born from ambition. It's born from pure, unadulterated terror. When a violent accident forces JJ's darkest secret into the light, Net discovers the horrific, scarred truth his flawless secretary has been hiding. The icy CEO shatters, replaced by a dangerously possessive man willing to burn the city to the ground to protect what is his. But JJ's demons are real, and the past is not done with him. When a catastrophic family betrayal links JJ's worst nightmares directly to Net's own home, the two men must fight through trauma, manipulative exes, and extortion to find their happy ending. He demanded perfection. He got a broken masterpiece instead. And now, he will destroy anyone who tries to touch it.

Mishika had never heard his name before she saw him. Arjun Singh Grewal Not because he wasn't known - but because people like him didn't belong to her world. The rising face of the RYS Party. A youth leader everyone talked about but few truly understood. The boy who didn't study in her college, yet somehow his presence carried weight across campuses. The one whose name was enough to make people lower their voices mid-conversation. They said he walked into places like he owned them. They said rules didn't apply to him - he made them. They said getting noticed by him was either the best thing that could happen to you... or the worst. And Mishika? She didn't believe in any of it. Because she didn't care. A science student at Indian Institute of Science Education and Research Mohali, she had her life planned - lectures, labs, assignments, and a quiet path toward something stable. She had left her hometown behind with one simple goal: focus on herself, build a future, and stay away from unnecessary chaos. Politics, power, influential people - none of it interested her. She preferred staying invisible. And she was doing a pretty good job at it. Until the day she stood on stage, mic in hand, confidently hosting one of the biggest inter-college events... completely unaware that among the crowd, someone was watching her a little too closely. Arjun Singh had seen many faces before. Confident ones. Loud ones. People trying too hard to be noticed. But there was something different about her. Maybe it was the way she spoke without fear. Or the way she didn't look around for validation. Or maybe... the fact that she didn't even know he existed. And for the first time in a long time- Arjun Singh noticed someone first. And that's where the story begins. Tropes: Four-year age gap College politics × academic girl Different worlds He noticed her first She doesn't know him Slow burn

MIKHAIAH Seven different powerful personalities fell in love with an ordinary girl. Is she just an ordinary girl? Finding the truth, and try unlocking who she really is.

𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐀𝐝𝐚𝐚 𝐁𝐡𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐉𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐤𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐢 𝐂𝐡𝐡𝐮 𝐊𝐞 𝐆𝐮𝐣𝐚𝐫 𝐉𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐃𝐞 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐋𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐤 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐊𝐞 𝐉𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐚𝐥𝐢 𝐃𝐢𝐥 𝐌𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐔𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐉𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐃𝐞 𝐀𝐚𝐣𝐚 𝐁𝐚𝐚𝐡𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐮𝐣𝐡𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐉𝐨 𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐃𝐞𝐭𝐚 𝐖𝐨𝐡 𝐓𝐮𝐦𝐤𝐨 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐚 ♡♡♡ Himani Sharma is a 25-year-old who lives in two different worlds. In the morning, she is a smart software developer who loves to code and run her own business. But when evening comes, she puts away her laptop and picks up a romantic book. She has the sharp mind of a hacker, but a heart that still believes in true love-even if she finds it hard to trust people. She's just a desi girl looking for a storybook ending in a digital world. Arnav Singh Raizada is the eldest son and the powerful CEO of the Raizada Group. To the world, he is a calm, respected leader. To his family, he is a protector who loves his siblings with all his heart. Arnav is a man of few words, but his trust is everything-if he trusts you, you are the luckiest person alive. But be careful: beneath his calm face lies a terrible anger. It is rare to see him lose his temper, but if you cross the line, it might just be your last day on earth. when two different world meet in arranged marriage , will they able to make it lovely and pure? A women who is hopeless romantic and A man who is green flag you ever asked for. let's have a meeting with our characters and learn some lesson with every princess and prince treatment. Here i present the story ' The He

Luna never signed up to be the center of anyone's drama. But Min-joo had to go and kiss her like it meant something, then act like it didn't. Miles saw the whole thing and won't shut up about it, turning her life into gossip fuel. And Mylo? He showed up late, decided she was his problem now, and expects her to play along. Three boys. Three egos. One heart they keep treating like a trophy to win. Luna's done smiling through it. If they want a fight over her, she'll give them one - just not the one they expect.

Oneshots!!! BakuDeku fic thought of an idea and wrote this draft 🌸🔞🌸 It's just a drabble not very long. If like 10 votes or someone asks I can expand it.

They were trained to control everything... except each other. Aryan Shergill and Ruhi Poddar , two elite RAW agents , live by rules where emotions are weakness and attachments are dangerous . One mission , one partnership And a line they were never supposed to cross . But the more they stay in control - the more everything slips . Trust becomes dangerous. Feelings become a weakness. And love? Love becomes a trap. " Yeh ishq nahi... ek qaid hai "

She was safe UNTILL.......the DEVIL looked twice!!

Brita Antonelli remembers how it ended. She just doesn't remember how it began. And the truth might be worse than anything she's trying to forget. _______________________________________ pls rmbr to like, comment, share and vote! enjoy⭐️⭐️

Neyla Emerson a passé sa vie dans une cage dorée à Paris, isolée par un père autoritaire et des frères méprisants. Sa seule évasion ? Son appareil photo. Lorsqu'elle s'enfuit pour Al-Khareem afin de devenir la photographe officielle du palais, elle pense enfin avoir trouvé la liberté. Mais le désert cache un secret bien plus sombre que l'isolement de sa chambre parisienne. Le Souverain, est un homme brisé, un "sauvage" qui règne derrière un masque, hanté par des cauchemars et refusant de se montrer à son peuple. Lorsqu'ils se croisent dans le silence d'un couloir, Neyla ignore que l'homme dont elle vient de capturer le regard de braise est le roi lui-même. Elle ne voit en lui qu'un garde intimidant, un guerrier dont elle veut percer le mystère. Lui, fasciné par cette étrangère qui refuse de baisser les yeux, décide de jouer un jeu dangereux : s'approcher d'elle sans jamais révéler sa couronne. Entre secrets d'État, trahisons familiales et une attirance interdite, qui de l'ombre ou de la lumière finira par consumer l'autre ? ❤️‍🔥 🏜️

In a college where power decides everything, one name rules the corridors. Veer Rathore. The heir of a ruthless family from Haryana, a man whose silence alone is enough to make people step aside. No one talks to him. No one crosses his path. And definitely no one is foolish enough to fall for him. Until Mahi Singhania walks into his life. The moment she sees him, her heart chooses danger without hesitation. While the entire college keeps their distance from the dangerous Rathore- Mahi does the exact opposite. She keeps appearing in his way. Again. And again. Soon the whispers spread across campus. "She likes Veer Rathore." The first time he stops in front of her, his voice cold and commanding- "Get out of my way." But Mahi only tilts her head, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "Oye, khudko hero mat samajh." I just like to play with fire." Maybe she's brave. Maybe she's reckless. Because loving a man like Veer Rathore isn't a fairytale. It's stepping straight into a storm. And Mahi has already decided, she isn't walking away. Now there only question is- Will her fearless love reach the heart of the most dangerous man in college? Or Will Veer burn the girl who dared to play with fire? Authors note; Im gonna edit once i get to 25 epsiodes!

One night changed everything. A brother's best friend. A dangerous secret. And a marriage neither of them saw coming. . Story Tropes: Age Gap Brother's Best Friend Slow Burn Romance Protective Male Lead Marriage-of-convenience

"𝑱𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊 𝒉𝒊 𝒔𝒂𝒉𝒊, 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒅𝒊 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒂𝒂𝒑𝒔𝒆, 𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏, 𝑨𝒖𝒓 𝒏𝒊𝒃𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒈𝒊." ⋆.˚✮🎧✮˚.⋆ You can run away from a normal man- but can you run from the owner? The lunatic. The public threat of Uttar Pradesh. She returned to her home town with a hope to have peace- But she was handed straight to the devil. Hate and annoyance planted the seed- of obsession, of control, over a girl who had never been allowed to heal. A marriage she never asked for. A life she wasn't ready for. But now that it's hers- will she run from it? Or turn it around, on her own terms? ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐ MATURE CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION © All Rights Reserved

☆☆☆ I had thought that it'll be okay. What bad can happen with just changing place and having a same dream for two years, right? Those beautiful eyes of his. My life will never be the same again. because of less reads, votes and comments in the latest chapters, this book is on hold, if there are some interactions (reads, votes, comments) then will try to start posting again

!omegaverse!!bl!!shadowvanilla/puremilk! Shadow milk was an omega the only one with in the five beasts. He hated that he was. For a creature as powerfull as him that was too..vulnerable and people take advantage of that. No never again he is a mysterious 'beta' now. No one questioned it his persona even thou a bit off mached a betas... Ever since accepting that gentle alpha Pure vanillas friendship he has been in his castle quite often. he does dissapear whit some stolen robes in the begining of his heat cycle. And while the alpha is painfully obvlivious Shadow milk suspects there is a deeper conection between them than just their souljams and Pure vanilla begins to be less oblivious and more suspicious....fate has a cruel way of reaveling things after all~ -kinda sm redemtion but thats not the plot -top pv, bottom sm obv -ca and bs are sm's adopted kids -fated mates -maiting -scenting -marking -possesivnes -pv is oblivious until he's not -sm is such a house wife material with an attitude -brat taming -clingy ahh -maybe mpreg but idk