•His Unmarried Widow!•
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The Monster King by sampitaa
81 parts Complete Mature
King Reyansh Singhania had never been taught the meaning of love or respect. Hell, he didn't even know how to treat a human being with any form of decency. Words like compassion, empathy, love, and care were foreign to him-concepts that held no place in his world. Why should they? He had no connection to them. His reality was built on cruelty, dominance, and power. Growing up, the only lessons he learned were about control and ruthlessness. Women were nothing more than tools for his pleasure-sluts, whores, or disposable objects meant to bow before him and cater to his needs. He had never seen them as equals. For him, a woman was someone who would spread her legs and accept the pain he inflicted, not someone to be cherished or respected. For Reyansh, emotions were a weakness. He buried them so deep, building walls around his heart higher than any fortress. He was a king, and kings do not love. They conquer. And love? Love was a betrayal he refused to entertain. It made him feel vulnerable, and vulnerability was something he could never afford. But fate has a wicked way of breaking even the hardest of men. Then came Kiara. At first glance, she seemed ordinary-pale skin, striking green eyes, soft pink lips. Yet, there was something about her that defied the world he created for himself. She wasn't like the others. She didn't bow to his whims. She didn't give him the control he was used to having. She was fierce, unapologetically herself, and that fire ignited something Reyansh had long buried. For the first time, he found himself unable to control the fluttering in his chest. He didn't know what to do with the emotions she stirred in him. He couldn't let her get away. He would break her to make her his. She would be his whore, his slut, his mistress, his queen-his wife. She was his to love, to hurt, to hate, to dominate. She was his. And no one, not even her, could escape the chains he would make for her.
𝐈𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭'𝐬|18+ by ilawritez
25 parts Ongoing Mature
She was determined to exact her revenge and finally found the person she was looking for. The question now was whether he would help her achieve justice or if he would become obsessed with her and try to keep her for himself. Only time would tell if their paths would lead to justice or obsession or BOTH. __________. 𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐲𝐚 • 𝐇𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐧𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐯𝐞,𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐝!𝐜𝐤 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥.... •••••••••••• 𝐕𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐡𝐢 • 𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 They were childhood lovers torn apart, and their separation caused him to harbor a deep resentment towards her. However, despite his bitterness, he couldn't bear the sight of her with anyone else. Now, as he learns about the pain behind her smile, their lives take an unexpected turn. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐟'𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐮$𝐬𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞. "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞." #Book1inshadowverse
𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 by rud_writes_
24 parts Ongoing Mature
"I've been to Paris many times before but this time I found My Love in the city of love." Ruthless. Arrogant. Merciless. Are the words which describe 𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 the best. He is the satan in disguise with the face of an angel. His name is enough to make anyone tremble in fear even his family. Everyone tries to be in his good books because he never shows mercy to the people who hurt His Love. The Billionaire CEO and The Mafia King never intended to fall in love but once he saw her honey coloured eyes, he was ready to be on his knees for his lifetime but 𝑶𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝑯𝒆𝒓. 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔. 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏. 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏. Passionate. Charming. Kindhearted. the epitome of beauty. The only daughter of the 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 family, The princess of Rajasthan 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡. Also the CEO of her own clothing brand '𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞'. She is the cradle of her family, loved by everyone. With her sweet smile and charming personality she can make anyone fall for her and her 𝑴𝒂𝒂𝒏 was no exception. 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒔, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑫𝑬𝑽𝑰𝑳'𝑺 𝑫𝑬𝑽𝑶𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵. "You're my home baby, My North Star. And I'll always find my way back home"
Only You  by lily_writs
13 parts Ongoing
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81 parts Complete Mature

King Reyansh Singhania had never been taught the meaning of love or respect. Hell, he didn't even know how to treat a human being with any form of decency. Words like compassion, empathy, love, and care were foreign to him-concepts that held no place in his world. Why should they? He had no connection to them. His reality was built on cruelty, dominance, and power. Growing up, the only lessons he learned were about control and ruthlessness. Women were nothing more than tools for his pleasure-sluts, whores, or disposable objects meant to bow before him and cater to his needs. He had never seen them as equals. For him, a woman was someone who would spread her legs and accept the pain he inflicted, not someone to be cherished or respected. For Reyansh, emotions were a weakness. He buried them so deep, building walls around his heart higher than any fortress. He was a king, and kings do not love. They conquer. And love? Love was a betrayal he refused to entertain. It made him feel vulnerable, and vulnerability was something he could never afford. But fate has a wicked way of breaking even the hardest of men. Then came Kiara. At first glance, she seemed ordinary-pale skin, striking green eyes, soft pink lips. Yet, there was something about her that defied the world he created for himself. She wasn't like the others. She didn't bow to his whims. She didn't give him the control he was used to having. She was fierce, unapologetically herself, and that fire ignited something Reyansh had long buried. For the first time, he found himself unable to control the fluttering in his chest. He didn't know what to do with the emotions she stirred in him. He couldn't let her get away. He would break her to make her his. She would be his whore, his slut, his mistress, his queen-his wife. She was his to love, to hurt, to hate, to dominate. She was his. And no one, not even her, could escape the chains he would make for her.