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Just as I was about to leave , he grabbed my wrist and turned me to his side that my both hands were tightly pressed against his chest , with merely any space between us "What the hell is your problem , huh?" 

"YOU.." . He spoke in his deep husky voice as his eyes roamed on my face from my eyes and to my lips. "are my problem." 
  

Read the story of Ishanya and Sumair, how they will fall in love. When they can not even tolerate each other, they have to due to some circumstance.......All Rights Reserved

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His Forced Possession by ShatteredInnocenz

"Please, let him go!" I begged, struggling to free myself but his tight grip around me refused to budge. A scream escaped me as he jerked me around to face him. "Why do you care about what happens to him?! Who is he to you?!" With each word, he was getting more and more enraged, his grip tightening even further. "No one! He's no one to me. I just want you to stop hurting him, please!" The painful groans and hitting noise in the background were scaring me further. I don't want this to happen to anyone, especially because of me. "Imani is mine! YOU STOLE HER!" Shut up, you idiot! Oh god, judging by the sadistic smile creeping onto Zaviyaar's face, That guy is going to die today. To stop it all, just as he looked up to order his guards, I held his face, dragged him down to face me and slammed my lips against his. Oh fuck... his lips are so soft. I wonder what moisturiser he uses. ------------------------------------------------- All rights to this story belong to me. No part should be copied or plagiarised. This is my work and any similarity to anyone's real life, real name or anything else is completely incidental.

Jealous (IzuOcha) by odd-author

"I want you." Izuku thought to himself as he looked at the shorter brunette, who was talking to his childhood best friend. Let it make it clear to you, his ABUSIVE childhood best friend. "I hate this feeling, you know?" He thought to himself as he kicked a pebble out of the way. "All these things happen to me. Kacchan ALWAYS gets his way." ------- this book is undergoing some HEAVY editing. please do not think i rush all my chapters like this. start reading at your own risk ------- side ships: KiriMina KamiJirou a tiny bit of Kacchako ===================== bnha does not belong to me, nor are it's characters.

Take my hand by YouKnowWhoWrites

He slams me into the wall and I can feel his heavy breath on my neck. "What's wrong-" I ask but he cuts me off by putting his finger on my lips. He places his other hand on my waist, closing the distance between us. He lifts my chin up to meet his bewildered gaze, "You look- I can't." he says and before I could realise it his lips came crashing down on mine, every inch of me has longed for this and yet has been afraid of it. He parted my lips more, deepening the kiss as he pulled me closer by my neck. A story filled with love, angst, desire and hatred all bound together by fate.

My Secret Longing by dreamauthor71

Did I care that I am not a great beauty that men want to write songs about? That's a no-brainer, solid no! Did I care I have some extra sand in my hourglass body? Let me think: Ok, maybe a little. But that's here and there. Did I care I was 31, single, and still a virgin? That was none of his business! Did I care he was a billionaire and had good looks? Abso-fuc...-lutely No! So how dare he tell me I have questionable looks. Did he stop there? No. He went on to say I was after his money. His money, my foot. Still, I didn't care because I had no time for his nonsense. I had a country to represent, so he could go to hell for all I care. But then why did he suddenly say, "I love you" and "We are getting married"? I always had this bone-deep longing, no less than a physical ache, for that one person who will be my everything. But is that person him? Excerpt: "Are you crazy, Raul? Why do you keep calling me like a maniac?" "Bhavishya, if you hung up again, you wouldn't like the outcome." "Fine, just tell me what it is and leave me alone." "Why did you talk to that son of a bitch at the party?" "Raul, I didn't talk to him. He came up to me and apologized for what happened that day..." "I don't care who did what. When he wanted to talk to you alone, you let him. That's what matters. Why did you speak with that lowlife? Are you that desperate for a man's attention?" "Mind your words, Raul. You don't get to decide whom I talk to. It's none of your business, so stop calling and yelling at me in the middle of the night..." "Everything about you is my business. And baby, you didn't ask me to mind my words when you were screaming under me last week." "You know, Raul, it's a waste of time trying to make you see reason. You are a chauvinistic, egotistical pig, and I hate you. Why are you spying on me when you're not even here? So what if I slept with you? It doesn't give you the right to dictate my actions. Stop behaving like a stalker.".....

The Unrequited Marriage by clumsyhuman_writes

For her, he is a stranger For him, she isn't They both shared a past which she is unaware about Dive in to know what will happen When she will know about the truth. Her sleep got disturbed when she felt that someone was removing her accessories as soon as she opened her eyes she saw a man extremely close to her face,the proximity between them was enough to make her heart to thump loudly from her ribcage.she looked into his dark orbs,his eyes were red probably due to lack of sleep but that didn't decreased the beauty that this man holds she traced his jawline with her finger.it was sharp enough,enough to draw anyone's attention. Join in to watch how a girl's life's change when she's forced to do what she can't

When Fire Meets Ice by BrokenByChoice

#Book one of 'Power' series. "Go with the peach one!" He signalled at my left hand as I stood infront of the mirror holding two lipsticks. "Like the colour?" I asked scanning it. "No! It tastes better" my eyes widened and I look at him through the mirror, a smirk plastered on his face as he winked at me! ~A blend of fun and tease~ "Kitni mohabbat karti hain aap mujhse?" I asked as she carefully bandaged my wounds. "Kabhi aapko chahne se fursat mili to sochungi". Came her calm reply and I was left speechless as always. ~A tale of pure love~ "I don't sit at tables where they raise their voice above mine and you. You dare to do it everytime." I snarled and he smiled. "My fiesty lioness". He whispered, "I dare you call me that!" "And I love dares, Lioness". He grinned and I closed my eyes in frustration. ~If one is fury, the other is rage~ "SHE IS MINE. Touching her is something afar, every person who looks at her will never see the light again". I growled dangerously staring into his eyes, my anger palpable. "No one dares to touch what's mine, and you've touched MY MAN. Do you expect me to smile at you? Nah! Darling. I'll make sure that these filthy hands never touch Him again". I gritted my teeth leaving her wrist with a jerk. ~Where madly obsession exists~ ♡ Hug me so tight that all of my broken pieces will fall into place! My demons kneel in front of you! ♡ Tune in to know! What happens when Ahad Qureshi meets Inaya Khan? Their unexpected forced marriage! Two people with immense power and hidden unhealed scars. Will they overcome their fears and fall for each other? Will their Love bloom or cease as a mere ruthless obsession? Where who fell first and who fell harder doesn't matter! All that matters is, THEY BELONG TO EACH OTHER. Join this marvellous journey, and tune in to know what happens? When fury meets rage! When Fire meets Ice! 🥇 in Sarvottam awards! #1 in Peace [15/2/25] #1 in Islamic [3/4/25]

𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐘𝐀 by raenyxcave

𝘏𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘦 𝘏𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘦 𝘏𝘰𝘫𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘨𝘢 𝘗𝘺𝘢𝘢𝘳 -𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐒- "This was just an arrangement" I stared into oblivion repeating the same words he offered me the night of our wedding. He stepped closer to me lifting my chin with a finger and I resisted a shiver triggered just by his mere stare "Look me in the eye and say that" my heart clenched and I blinked when the tears threatened to suffocate me. 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 ༺❀༻ 𝙄𝙩𝙞 𝘿𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙧𝙖𝙟𝙜𝙞𝙧, a perfect enthusiast of happiness and a jolly personality. Coming from a well reputed business family she was expected to marry off for the sake of strengthening a successful alliance. But that was ever her dream, to have a fairytale of her own. 𝙈𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙫 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙖𝙧, a person exhaustively devoted to the empire he created. Known for his extreme silence even at the sour times. When the two opposite souls were bound together by the thread of marriage. Who will be chosen by Love and who would it break? Iti x Manav

Are you the one? by meeghaa31

"Can I kiss you?" "Excuse me?" "Can I kiss you?" Is this guy serious right now? I just looked at him speechless. "No." "Good. You shouldn't let anyone kiss you." I rolled my eyes. Duh, I know the obvious. "Except me." with that he gave me sweet lingering soft kiss on my cheek, smiled and left. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• How will the story go?

Mute love by lamadhu5

You are angry I know, I know I was wrong, I did wrong, if you are mad then hit me, slap me, punch me, hurt me physically, I would bear that, but don't go away from me, it's hurting me internally. " I parted my lips with an exhale, why is he doing this? No one ever said that to me. Not even my so-called fiance. He showed me my mistakes when I was mad but look at this man. " Do you want me to beg?? " I stepped back when his knees touched the ground " I am on my knees " He held both of his ears with between his thumb and index finger of both of his hands. " I am begging you, please " I kept on staring at him and tears gathered in my eyes. He doesn't need to do such things for me, he shouldn't care, he shouldn't give a shit if I am angry. Because even if he gained my forgiveness, it doesn't mean anything , I can't go back to him , why should I? " Why are you staring at me, please say something , Anshika?? " I stepped back, one two three... ... . . After three steps I turned around to run, I can't find a better option at this point, but I could not, when I felt a steel grip on my wrist " Please stop it!! " this is love story of mute girl and heart broken cold man who used to be the sweetest person once

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His Forced Possession

"Please, let him go!" I begged, struggling to free myself but his tight grip around me refused to budge. A scream escaped me as he jerked me around to face him. "Why do you care about what happens to him?! Who is he to you?!" With each word, he was getting more and more enraged, his grip tightening even further. "No one! He's no one to me. I just want you to stop hurting him, please!" The painful groans and hitting noise in the background were scaring me further. I don't want this to happen to anyone, especially because of me. "Imani is mine! YOU STOLE HER!" Shut up, you idiot! Oh god, judging by the sadistic smile creeping onto Zaviyaar's face, That guy is going to die today. To stop it all, just as he looked up to order his guards, I held his face, dragged him down to face me and slammed my lips against his. Oh fuck... his lips are so soft. I wonder what moisturiser he uses. ------------------------------------------------- All rights to this story belong to me. No part should be copied or plagiarised. This is my work and any similarity to anyone's real life, real name or anything else is completely incidental.