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Dusk And Dawn

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"Wa...Was Anything... ?Any of it real?"I struggled to breathe , the feelings of sharp thorns all around my throat choking me to a painful death.
Tears burning my eyes! 

As the silence continued, his black orbs stayed the same.

Empty. Cold and dangerously strange! 

With his legs crossed across each other , cigarette smell filling the room and the smoke covering his face . He looked strange,  too strange that it made me wanna go on search for the mam I fell madly in love, those loving black eyes which screamed love were now empty. He was not the same! while the only thing which remained same in him was his finger still carrying the simple gold band which with love as been resting in his finger since our wedding.

"Absolutely a Trap" he said after taking a long puff and letting the cigarette smoke completely out.All Rights Reserved

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Marry me, professor!(18+) by Ahmirah_Ss826

Not a fanfiction ❌❌❌ Has smut. Gayatri's voice cut through the silence, her words piercing the air like a dagger. "Vansh, do you really love Riddhima, or are you just using her as a pawn?" she asked, her eyes fixed intently on mine. I raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on my lips. I lit a cigarette, taking a long drag before responding. Gayatri's question had hit a little too close to home. I turned away from her, gazing at my reflection in the mirror. The smoke from my cigarette curled around my face, casting a haze over my features. For a moment, I just looked at myself, searching for an answer. And then, a romantic look crossed my face, a softness that I rarely showed. "I don't know, Gayatri," I said, my voice low and husky. "Maybe I am using her. Maybe I'm just using myself." I turned back to Gayatri, my eyes locked on hers. "But what I do know is that I want her. I want her in my life, in my bed, in my heart." Gayatri raised an eyebrow, a look of surprise on her face. "You're in deep, Vansh," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "You're playing with fire." I nodded, taking another drag on my cigarette. "I know," I said. "But I'm willing to take the risk. For Riddhima, I'll do anything." Gayatri shook her head, a small smile on her lips. "You're a mystery, Vansh," she said. "Even to yourself." I smiled, a wry look on my face. "Maybe that's what makes me so interesting," I said, my eyes glinting with amusement. But as I looked at Gayatri, I knew that she saw right through me. She saw the vulnerability, the uncertainty. And yet, she still stood by me, still supported me. I nodded, my expression serious. "Thanks, Gayatri," I said. "Thanks for being here for me." Gayatri smiled, her eyes warm. "That's what friends are for, Vansh," she said. "Now let's get back to work. We have a long road ahead of us."

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Suffocation ھوٹن (A Pakistani Romance) by moonlittears21

Disclaimer: This is a dark romance. You will not agree with the way the main characters proceed about things or severely hate the male character. Keep in mind that the couple remains toxic for a really long time. There are elements of verbal, emotional, and psychological abuse as well as themes of abandonment. //// "Go to sleep, Rubina." He demanded softly, noticing the way her hands seemed to shiver in the cold, her eyes lost as she stared at her empty palms. "I can't. I need to go see Amma, give her the medicine, change-!" He shook his head, his voice quivering as he cupped her face. "What about you, Angel? Who's going to take care of you?" The confusion that settles over her eyes is what undoes the last of his barriers, bringing shame down on every crevice of his skin. Her voice is oddly quiet when she says, "No one." /// Rubina "Nina" Tahir knew no limits when it came to love. She loved openly, wholeheartedly. Her kindness knew no bounds but rather seeped from the cracks between her fingers. Wherever Nina went, color followed. Until Omair. Omair who was so stoic, so cold that he seemed to freeze Nina's world. Omair who didn't want any of Nina's love, scooping it up in his palms just to return it to her aching heart. Omair who she had loved more than anything, more than laughter, more than color, more than herself. Right as Nina prepares to give up on a man she had loved for ages, her world falls apart, cracking at the seams, leaving her defenseless. And all she has now is a man in repentance and a life that is too far away.

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐈𝐧 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 || 𝟏𝟖+ by the_narrator_co

Vivian approached me, his steps deliberate and heavy, and said in a cold, dark tone, "Are you planning to put on this drama in front of the whole world too?" Confused and a bit startled, I asked, "What drama?" Vivian pointed at my mangalsutra, his eyes piercing through me, and said, "That you're my wife. Oops, sorry, my contracted wife." I felt a pang of disbelief and hurt. "So, what do you want me to do?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady, despite the chill his presence brought. Vivian, looking at the mangalsutra with disdain, said, "Take it off." Shock washed over me. Vivian glared at me, his voice growing darker, "I said take it off. I don't like repeating myself, so remember that." With trembling hands, I took off the mangalsutra and handed it to him. He tossed it into the dustbin without a second thought, the action cruel and dismissive, adding to the weight of his oppressive aura. Vivian leaned closer to me, his voice a low, threatening growl, "One more thing. If anyone outside this house finds out that you're my wife, that will be your last day on this earth." _______ 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞?

Dark Temptations by author_sugar

" Come again sweetheart? You fucked another guy? You mean you let another guy touch you? Another guy kissed these pretty lips? Another guy got to see the mole on your right breast? Another guy got to kiss the scar on your thigh? Yes babygirl?" His husky tone was sending shivers down her body. For a fact she knew , she was gone. He will be a Rakshas now because he had warned her , every time , he hated her but she was HIS. HIS TO FUCK. HIS TO PUNISH. HIS TO RUIN. And here our brave Kiera just spoke nonsense which definitely triggered the beast. Kiera x Aarav • grumpy x sunshine • enemies to lovers • forced proximity • Obsessive MMC There are three stages of temptation: Darkness Desire Damnation

Lack of Trust by Byheart1970

"I was not flawed, your faith was flawed. If You had faith in your heart for me, I wouldn't have to bear all that I did because of you" she said looking towards him who was sobbing infront of her. "I was very sad and angry at that time. All the evidence was against you and when I saw that condition of my mother I gone mad." He told her and raised his hand to touch her but she jerked away his hand in anger. "Please believe me.... I really love you" He looked into her eyes with the hope that maybe she might believe his words. "There was a time when I also expected you to believe in me but then you did not believe me and left me alone with my sorrow. Today I will leave you alone with your regrets and sorrows" She said angrily. She left from there. He Fell on the floor and took his face in her hand and started crying.

His Dark Redemption by alice_estrella

𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 "𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑙𝑖𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 ─ 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒, 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑠, 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟" ✰─── ✻✻─-─✰ Living with hidden scars is a silent symphony of pain, a dance in shadows. Then, suddenly someone appears and cages you, wrapping chains around your wounded soul, turning your desire for escape into a haunting reality of confinement. ❆ In his darkened soul, her presence is an unwelcome light, yet now a haunting solace. Obsession ignites within him, a consuming flame so fierce he'd set the world ablaze, all for the chance to possess her completely, nothing matters to him not even her consent. ✴✼✴ "I hate you." she whispered Her defiance, though faint, cut through the heavy air, a final stand against the man who had just bound her life to his with twisted vows. Ekaksh heard it, but his expression remained unmoved, his obsession too deep, too dark, to be shaken by her hatred. Without hesitation, he lifted her into his arms, cradling her lifeless form as he walked toward the car. To the world, she was now his wife To her, he was nothing less than her captor _________________________________________ Tropes ~Dark romance ~slow burn ~forced marriage ~forced proximity ~mafia's obsession

Ranvi: his undeniable amour| 18+ (Duet #02) by talethatneverends

A sequence of Ranvi: his flow of life. [DARK ROMANCE] I love him, he loves me too, more than his life. But- What if my husband is ready to snatch my life? Love. I thought he loved me but turns out everything was a game to trap me. I was foolish to fall in love with a devil who was always ready to kill me. He protected me from the demons from my childhood only to haunt me every passing second. Aaran Russo did everything possible to force me into a marriage I once died for. The game of lies didn't start here, it started with my foolishness when I forced our destiny to tangle into each other. I hacked his laptop and gave the sign of my fate to him. That was my mistake and now-I am going to pay for it with my soul. Because my husband will never let me go away from him. I am too well tangled with him that now the more I run, the more I will end up in his tricks. His lies. His threats. And maybe his soul. (18+) (CAN'T BE READ AS A STANDALONE)

✅ Professor And His Princess by mehaklovely

His Princess Series Book 1 Professor and His Princess Book 2 Master And His Princess Story Of a Mysterious Professor, a girl full of life and Mr. Stranger. ***** He is not just kissing me, I'm feeling like he's telling me how much he loves me through his soft and gentle kiss. His hands travelled down my spine and grasped my waist. He pulled me closer until no space left between us. Our chest rubbed against each other, arousing our desire. I can hear his heartbeat against my chest. He's taking my breath away from me and giving his breath to me. He's stealing my soul with my breath. **** He gave me a grin as they all student left, I averted my eyes to show him my fake anger. He strolled to the door and shut it close. "Sir, what are you doing?" I asked dramatically as he locked the door. He turned around, his lips drawn up into a naughty smile. "I need to spend some private time with my student." He's sauntering to me, gazing at me, having desires in his bewitching black eyes. My heart started racing, only with the thoughts of what he'll do to me. I'm excited to spend some time with my Hottie Professor in the classroom. This is making me excited. I'm looking at him in anticipation. "But your favourite student is still angry with you." I turned my face on the other side as he reached in front of me. "Then her professor has his own to pacify his favourite student." He cooed, holding my chin with his thumb and finger. As he turned my face to him, I pouted angrily. "Oh, really? So what are those ways ?" I sassed, removing his hand from my chin. As he abruptly grasped my bare waist, I shivered because of his touch. He lifted me from the floor and made me sit on the desk. We gazed into each other eyes passionately in utter silence, the only sound we could hear is our heartbeats. He started coming close to my lips, gazing into my eyes fondly. His warm breath caressing my face. Warning : This story will be hot and romantic.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐲 by Mayaajaaal

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