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🌹✨ His Rani, His Ruin ✨🌹
A Royal Dark Romance by @kiara_azira03
👑 𝘙𝘢𝘫𝘬𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘰𝘧 𝘜𝘥𝘢𝘪𝘱𝘶𝘳.
🩸 𝘋𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘺.
💍 𝘗𝘢𝘸𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢.
At 22, Nayra Rathore is forced into a marriage she never chose to a man twice her age just to keep her away from one name that terrifies her entire kingdom:
🔥 Rudraksh Singh Raghuwanshi 🔥
The crowned Maharaja of Rajasthan.
The cold-blooded underworld mafia king of Asia.
And her brother's sworn enemy.
But just as the final pheras are taken...
the veil lifts...
and he is the one filling her maang with sindoor.
"Jaan hai aap humari... aapne soch bhi kaise liya aapko kisi aur ka hone denge, Ruh?"
⚔️ Surrounded by guns, swords, and the roar of rituals
she realizes she's not escaping him.
Because he didn't come to take her hand.
He came to claim her soul.
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💔 He's obsessed.
👑 She's forbidden.
🔱 And their love? It might just ruin them both...
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DhRupa |18+
His fingers trailed along her cheek. "Say it," Dhruvay murmured, voice raw with longing. "Say you missed me, wife." Roopa's eyes dropped to his wrapped hand again, the way it trembled slightly, the way he'd covered it with something that belonged to her instead of getting treated properly. Her throat tightened. "You bled, fought, got yourself hurt," she whispered shakily, eyes glossing with something unspoken. "And came all this way... for this?" His lips curled, amused, but that glint in his eyes darkened. "Tch. That mouth... I missed that too." She placed her palm on his chest, trembling fingers pressing against the thudding heart beneath. Not to push him away. But to feel him. To ground herself. To steady her pulse that threatened to race away. "If I say I missed you," she whispered, her voice laced with fear and fury, "what would you do?" "I'd never let you leave again," he said without a blink. "Not even to breathe." Tears burned her eyes, but she swallowed them. "And if I don't?" His gaze darkened. The smile faded like smoke vanishing in wind. "Then I'll still keep you," he said coldly. "But you'll bleed with me, wife... until you understand you were never meant to run." A gasp caught in her throat. He meant every word. Every scar on him was a sentence for her. "You're reckless," she whispered, "you terrify me." His expression flickered into something possessive, before he smiled again. A wicked, burning smile. "Good. Then maybe you'll stop running." His other hand slided beneath the hem of her top, resting possessively on her waist. "Now be a good girl, Roopa," he whispered, "and say you missed me." ~~❉~~ A forced marriage. A stolen past. And a love she was never meant to feel. When the truth comes out, will her heart betray her pride? Curious to know what happens next? Start reading DhRupa now.Tamamlanmış Hikaye
His Sinful Obsession ( Ruled By Obsession #1)
Tara was innocence wrapped in dangerous temptation. She had voluptuous curves, doe-like eyes, and a heart too pure for the filth of his thoughts. She was his sister-in-law's younger sister, a line he should never cross but Samarth didn't believe in lines. From the first time he saw her, something inside him snapped. It wasn't love...it was hunger. A hunger that grew into obsession and obsession into possession. He watched her. Studied her. Imagined her in every sinful way he could ruin her innocence until she'd only ever belong to him. Tara had no idea the devil was already in her life, and no idea that the man she thought was family was plotting to claim her in the most wicked ways. Samarth didn't care if it was wrong. Didn't care if she resisted. Because once he touched her, there would be no escape. She was his sweetest sin... and he would take her. Again. And again. And again.
The Politician | 18+
" I won't marry you! ...Ge..t out of here!" I screamed in fear. my voice breaking. Ammi grabbed my hand, her grip tight with desperation. "Stop! Don't say anything! He will hurt you bacha!" But I wasn't listening with trembling hands, I picked up a small mirror from the table and throw it at him, everyone's eyes widened. "Leave you monster!!!" Shiva dodged it effortlessly, mirror shattered at his feet, his eyes narrowing. His jaw clenched, He exhaled sharply, his patience snapping, Everyone hold their breath thinking now he's going to hurt me as well. "Shoot her father's leg." "No!" I screamed, DIG IN TO FIND OUT MORE Do not click on this book if you can't handle senstive content.© Trigger warning ⚠️ rape, abuse, trauma, suicidal behaviour, anger , mention of blood , murder. I don't own any picture. All the photos belong to their rightful owners, only the storyline is mine so please don't copy my story, thank you.Tamamlanmış HikayeHis Obsession To Keep
🌹✨ His Obsession to Keep ✨🌹 A College Romance by @kiara_azira03 💫 This is the story of Rishaan Singh Raghuvanshi & Ananya Rathore 💫 A boy who thrived in control... and a girl who refused to be tamed. 🎓 She was the campus golden girl. 🌞 Too bright. Too fearless. Too stubborn to notice danger lurking in plain sight. 🔥 And he was that danger Rishaan, all sharp lines, colder-than-ice eyes, and a silence that dared her to break it. From the first moment, he claimed her. Not for love. Not for friendship. For obsession. She called him a wolf; he called her Khargosh. She wanted warmth, comfort, love. He wanted fire, chaos, possession. With stolen glances in the library... With coffee deliveries she didn't ask for... With his eyes tracking her every move, even from the shadows... He told her he didn't do love. He told her to keep her distance. But somewhere between her defiance and his madness... She became his addiction. His need. His obsession. "Khargosh... tum samajhti kyun nahi? Tum meri aadat ban gayi ho... aur main aadaton ko chhodta nahi." ❤️🔥 ⸻ ☀️ She fell first. 💔 He fell deeper. 💋 And now, he's never letting her go. ⸻ 📖 From the world of His Rani, His Ruin 👑🩸 Rishaan & Ananya's story is a standalone, but exploring His Rani, His Ruin will reveal the Raghuvanshi family's empire of power, passion ❤️, pride ⚔️... and the obsession that refuses to let go 🔗💞 ⸻ #RishaanAndAnanya #HisObsessionToKeep #CollegeRomance #GrumpySunshine #IndianRomance #FromTheWorldOfHisRaniHisRuin #CampusLove #ObsessiveLove #SlowBurn #PossessiveHero #SheFellFirstHeFellHarder #RaghuvanshiSeries #RomanceBooks #DarkRomanceVibes #BookBoyfriend!["Married To A Debt [18+]"](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/403196869-256-k216161.jpg)
"Married To A Debt [18+]"
Ishaani never imagined her father's debt would chain her to a man like Rashvik Singhania - Delhi's most feared mafia and the heartless CEO everyone whispered about. He married her, yes... but not for love. He called it a deal, a mortgage, a punishment for her father's helplessness. For weeks, she lived in the cold marble mansion where no one dared to speak without his permission. Rashvik didn't look at her as a wife - only as a reminder of a debt he owned. His rules were sharp, his silence louder than his anger. But as time passed, Ishaani's kindness started breaking through the walls he built around his soul. He hated her smile because it made him feel. He hated her tears because it made him weak. And just when Ishaani thought she had finally seen the human in the monster... she learns the truth - Rashvik had never planned to keep her. Their marriage was set to expire in one month - and he had already signed her away. But when the day comes for him to let her go... he can't.
Dev's Obsession ✔️
" I can't ... I can't stay away from you jaan" He pressed the photo to his chest, "You think I will give up? That I will forget you?"His voice dropped to a dark whisper "No, Tara. You are not something I can lose." He kissed the photo's surface his lips trembling. "You do not get to decide for both of us. You are mine. Tum meri thi, hao .. aur rahogi." (You were mine, you are mine... and you'll always be mine.) He threw back the last of the alcohol, the bottle clinking against the wall and shattering into a thousand pieces. . . Story of dev and taraTamamlanmış Hikaye
His forced BRIDE| 18+
He moved closer to her. As he came near, she curled her toes, her breathing growing uneven and rapid. Looking deeply into her eyes, he said, "This marriage means nothing to me. I don't consider you my wife." "You are only the caretaker of my baby, not my wife." "The day my purpose is fulfilled, I'll give you a divorce." He said all of this very casually, without any hesitation. Hearing his words, tears began to roll down her eyes. "18+ | Mature themes included. Reader discretion is advised."
𝗦𝘂𝗿𝘆𝗮𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶'𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗼𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗯𝗶𝘄𝗶
𝘛𝘈𝘕𝘝𝘐𝘒 𝘚𝘜𝘙𝘠𝘈𝘞𝘈𝘕𝘚𝘏𝘐 𝘟 𝘈𝘔𝘈𝘠𝘙𝘈 𝘎𝘐𝘓𝘓 Professor X Student [Dark Romance] He is the ruthless king of the mafia.He has an icy aura and so powerful that his mere presence sends fear through everyone around him. The world knows his name, but no one has ever laid eyes on him. He always believed that love has no place in his dark world he rules but all of that changes the moment he lay eye on a girl... She's sweet and innocent, with a warm, brown complexion and little chubby. She dreams of independence, determined to carve her own path in life. An ambivert at heart, she's a mix of quiet introspection and occasional bursts of energy. Above all, she despises people who use or discard others without a second thought ------------------------------ "𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓼𝓮 𝓹𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮"He said mentioning towards her breast. ------------------------------ Trigger warning ⚠️:This book contains smut bloodshed, violence and strong language. So immature audience and soft hearted person stay away. Let's dig-in to explore the journey of two souls.
Possesive For You
This is the story of Adheer Ranawat and Barkat Mishra. Adheer Ranawat is a spoiled brat but extremely handsome. Being from the richest family in Mumbai, girls in college hover around him. Known as a playboy and the most wanted man among girls, Adheer falls head over heels for Barkat Mishra at first sight. What will happen when Barkat learns the truth about Adheer? Will she accept his obsession, or will she, a girl who firmly stands by her principles, reject Adheer Ranawat? To find out, read "Possessive For You".
A𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐓: T𝐡𝐞 D𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥'𝐬 G𝐢𝐟𝐭 ||𝟏𝟖+
˚ . ྀིྀི୧ ❤︎ ୨ ྀིྀི.˚ "You don't own me, Mr. Rathore." "Don't I? Look around, Noor. Every door in this mansion opens with my name - and you're standing in the middle of it wearing my sindoor." Noor: "Maybe you forced me into your world... but you'll never have me." Rudraksh (leaning close, whispering): "Sweetheart, I don't chase what's mine. I just wait... until you stop running." ౨ৎ.⋆˚✿˖°꒰ঌ໒꒱˚⋆𐙚。𖦹.ᡣ𐭩 🖤 The night smelled of roses... and ruin. The city slept, but the mansion on the hill burned with gold - not of celebration, but of power. She stood there, trembling in crimson silk, eyes swollen from hours of crying. 👰♀️ Noor Malhotra - the sacrifice wrapped as a bride. And across the room, watching her like a shadow come alive, was Rudraksh Singh Rathore - the man they called The Devil of Rajasthan. 💼 The minister. 💣 The mafia. 🕶️ The man whose word was law... and whose silence was punishment. "Why me...?" she whispered, her voice breaking. "Because you smiled once," he replied coldly, stepping closer, "and the world forgot to exist for me." Her breath hitched as his gaze dragged over her - not with lust, but obsession. The kind that didn't crave flesh, it demanded possession. "Your father owed me," he continued, slipping a ring onto her finger. "So he gave me his most precious thing." A tear rolled down Noor's cheek. He caught it mid-air, his thumb tracing it like a mark of victory. "From this night," he murmured, eyes locked on hers, "you're not Noor Malhotra anymore." "You're my Amanat." 🌑 Silence followed - heavy, consuming, sacred. Outside, the world carried on, unaware that a deal had been sealed - not with signatures, but with stolen innocence and unspoken desire. 💔 That night, the devil was gifted a soul made of light. And he promised himself one thing - If heaven ever tried to take her back... 🔥 he'd burn it down.
His fingers trailed along her cheek. "Say it," Dhruvay murmured, voice raw with longing. "Say you missed me, wife." Roopa's eyes dropped to his wrapped hand again, the way it trembled slightly, the way he'd covered it with something that belonged to her instead of getting treated properly. Her throat tightened. "You bled, fought, got yourself hurt," she whispered shakily, eyes glossing with something unspoken. "And came all this way... for this?" His lips curled, amused, but that glint in his eyes darkened. "Tch. That mouth... I missed that too." She placed her palm on his chest, trembling fingers pressing against the thudding heart beneath. Not to push him away. But to feel him. To ground herself. To steady her pulse that threatened to race away. "If I say I missed you," she whispered, her voice laced with fear and fury, "what would you do?" "I'd never let you leave again," he said without a blink. "Not even to breathe." Tears burned her eyes, but she swallowed them. "And if I don't?" His gaze darkened. The smile faded like smoke vanishing in wind. "Then I'll still keep you," he said coldly. "But you'll bleed with me, wife... until you understand you were never meant to run." A gasp caught in her throat. He meant every word. Every scar on him was a sentence for her. "You're reckless," she whispered, "you terrify me." His expression flickered into something possessive, before he smiled again. A wicked, burning smile. "Good. Then maybe you'll stop running." His other hand slided beneath the hem of her top, resting possessively on her waist. "Now be a good girl, Roopa," he whispered, "and say you missed me." ~~❉~~ A forced marriage. A stolen past. And a love she was never meant to feel. When the truth comes out, will her heart betray her pride? Curious to know what happens next? Start reading DhRupa now.
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