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What is the sound of fear?
What is the sound of horror?
Him,
It was him,
He was coming for me, and I've nowhere to go, nowhere to run to, trapped in these four walls, wrapped in this white gown, I was left to slowly choke on my fear.
Fear of him, my husband.
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सभी अधिकार सुरक्षित
सबसे बड़े स्टोरी-टेलिंग समुदाय में शामिल होंवैयक्तिकृत कहानी अनुशंसाएं प्राप्त करें, अपनी पसंदीदा कहानियाँ अपनी लाइब्रेरी में सहेजें, और अपना समुदाय बढ़ाने के लिए टिप्पणी और वोट करें।
आपको शायद ये भी पसंद आएँगे
Khaani On Hold
''jis tarah se ye hathkadi kaid karti hai na usi tarah se kaidi ho gyi hai aap hamare dil ke karagaar mein '' (the way these handcuffs prison same way i will prison you in my heart) sultan aashiq mohammad khan. '' humein kaid hone se darr nhi lagta , lagta hai us kale dil se jismein humein kaid karenge '' ( i am not afraid of getting prisoned but by the place where you will prison me you dark heart). naira mittal.
Pur-sukoon (پرسکون)
⚠️ warning ⚠️ ⋅˚18+˚ ⋅ Pur-sukoon is a dark romcom. If you are not comfortable with this theme, please do not read it, for your own sake as well as the writer's. And if you do choose to read it, kindly refrain from leaving disrespectful or hateful comments about the characters.
HIS REVENGE (Now Available On Inkiit)
Copyrights reserved to@Tanushreeroy864 Aaaaa................. SANA cried holding her cheek as SIDHANT slapped her hard.......... Please SIDHANT..... She cried in pain when SIDHANT jerked her towards himself by holding her hair in a tight grip....... Kyun kiya tumne aisa..........asked SIDHANT his eyes blazing fire..... Kya kiya hai maine......asked SANA crying hysterically...... Dont pretend to be innocent......you Bitch.....saying he again slapped her......this time she fell on the floor...... He set beside her and grabbed her hair made her look towards him... tears were flowing from her eyes continuously...... She was trying find emotion in his eyes but find nothing. She only saw hatred in his eyes... SIDHANT RAICHAND batayega marna kya hota hai....... TO MAR JAO YE KAHA THA NA TUMNE USE..........saying he dragged her to his room..... No SIDHANT...... Please Tum aise nahi ho......aisa kuch mat karo jo tumhe bad main regret ho....SANA keep pleading him.... But he didn't listen to SANA....dragged her to his room.... She fell straight on his bed...she was shivering with fear,she had never seen him this angry before... She wanted to run from there...............But STORY OF HIS REVENGE.... AND HER INNOCENCE....... THIS IS A FICTION TAKE IT A FICTION DON'T TRY TO RELATE WITH ANYBODY. AVAILABLE ON INKIIT ....................................................................... WARNING - STORY CONTAIN'S VOILANCE,FORCED LOVE... MATURE CONTAIN, AGGRESSIVE LANGUAGES...🔞
Love 1971
Warning: 18+ Sajjad Ahmed Khan was an authoritative, conservative and powerful man, he was born into a feudal family. Men said he was deformed, but women dreamt of his seductive jawline. His fiance was rumoured to have a bad reputation just like him. But he didn't care about this unknown women... as a man of those times, he hated women with loose reputation. Although he carried such thoughts, his own list of lovers were never ending... What happens when this so called feudal lord meets the women who proves him wrong? (A strong crazy female lead × Softy Gunda)
JAAN
WARNING: this story will contain a male lead who has anger issues and controlling in nature, not a moral story some scenes may trigger you so, if you do not wish to read it please skip it. Story will contain some explicit scenes so you have already been warned. When fiercely independent college student Ishika Rai is torn from her glittering Delhi life by a family emergency, she finds herself trapped in a remote Rajasthani village that feels like stepping back in time. No WiFi. No freedom. No escape. Prithvi Raj Chauhan-the village head whose word is law. Respected by some, feared by all. His anger burns like desert fire, his dominance absolute. He sees Ishika as everything wrong with the modern world: defiant, disrespectful, dangerous to his carefully guarded traditions. She sees him as everything she's fought against: controlling, suffocating, determined to break her spirit. Their first meeting ignites a war. Every conversation becomes a battlefield. Every glance a challenge. He demands submission; she gives rebellion. He tries to silence her; she roars louder. The village watches in shock as their untouchable leader meets the one person who refuses to bow. But beneath Prithvi's rage lies a man haunted by secrets that made him this way. Behind Ishika's defiance beats a heart that's never met its match. As desert nights burn with their explosive confrontations, something darker and more dangerous than anger begins to consume them both. Desire. In a place where tradition rules and outsiders don't survive, two forces of nature are about to discover that sometimes the person who challenges you most is the one you can't live without. Can a woman who bows to no one love a man whose anger could destroy worlds? Can a king of tradition surrender his crown to a queen who refuses to be tamed? Some fires burn everything. Others forge unbreakable bonds.
Ishq-E-Junoon: Pyaar Ka Pagalpan
"When madness knows no limits, can it still be called love?" She feared him. He became obsessed with protecting her. Vanshaj Dwivedi... the name that ruled politics, fear, and violence in Varanasi. Sana Hussain... a simple girl hiding a past even she didn't know about. But when destiny forces them together, love becomes dangerous... and obsession becomes deadly. TROPES 🔥 •Dark Romance •Political Romance •Obsessive Love •Possessive Hero •He Falls First •Age Gap Romance •Forced Destiny •Hidden Identity •Protector × Broken Girl •Touch Her And Die •Grumpy × Soft Girl •Fear To Love •Emotional Trauma •Suspense Thriller •Action Romance •Gunfight & Power Games •Indian Mafia Universe •Slow Burn Romance •Dangerous Hero •Childhood Promise •Stalker Villain •Emotional Damage •Protective Male Lead •Rich Powerful Hero •University Romance •Psychological Obsession •Enemies Of The Past •Fate Bound Lovers •Love Amid Violence "Ye kahani pyaar ki zaroor hai... Par yahan mohabbat phool dekar nahi hoti, Yahan mohabbat jaan lekar bhi nibhaayi jaati hai." This story is far darker, deeper, and more emotional than this description can explain. Because behind every chapter lies a secret capable of changing everything.
Qaid-e-Ishq
Qaid-e-Ishq (Captive of Love) In the heart of Aligarh, where sprawling havelis cast long shadows over golden fields, power is not just inherited-it is enforced with blood and fear. Ali Asaf, the ruthless heir of the Ali haveli, is a man feared by all. Tall, sharp, and merciless, his word is law, and his anger has claimed more than just respect-it has claimed lives. For Asaf, loyalty is everything, and betrayal is punishable only by death. Yet fate, cruel and unpredictable, brings into his world an innocence he never expected. Aysel Khan, the timid and gentle daughter of Wahid Khan-the Ali family's most trusted servant-knows nothing of power, wealth, or cruelty. With her amber eyes and sunshine smile, she is everything Asaf is not: tender where he is ruthless, soft where he is unyielding. But when their worlds collide, it is not by choice. It is by command, by force, by a destiny neither of them can escape.
PRATIKAAR ~ His Retribution....
"D--Don't...!!" She wasn't afraid but her fumbling in front of him was because she couldn't believe it. But he shamelessly smiled at her. Putting his one foot near that disshelved girl on bed. "Why, Rebel...? It was indeed a worthy night." He commented smirking. While grazing his lips on her earlobe he further said-- "And must I confess. You were.... Awesome." His voice was husky, but mockery filled a bit more. "The way you wanted me to touch you..." He brushed her unkempt hair with his fingers, removing them from her face. "And I swear...Your pale body in my arms was looking so---" "No !!!! Just shut up !!!" She jerked his hand off. Her face red with embarrassment. Embarrassed of her own self ! "I won't do any such thing--" "Oh believe me darling, you were doing, or I must say, begging to do such things ! Begging me to..." He once again brought his lips near her ear. "To wash all your sins by touching you. And I don't think a man can touch a woman better then...this---" "Oh just stop !!!" She said, her eyes blazing. Tears rolling down her eyes. "You are a pathetic man Thākur Rāghavendra Nārayan Agnihotri !! I didn't think you can be this lowly !!" "And I don't care about what you think, Inaayat Khan ! All I know is..." He trailed, both his words and his finger on her cheeks. "I liked you, atleast in bed last night. So from today onwards you'll be spending your nights in my room. And I repeat ! I don't fucking care, where you are whole day, but your nights should be with me." He said with a serious face. "Dear wife..." "No !!! That's not how men treat their wives, Thaakur saahab !! This is how they treat their whor---" She couldn't complete. "One more word, and I will show you how I treat my whores !" His dangerous voice sent shivers down her core. But disgust overpowered it ! And he left..... Descending down the stairs, he looked up. That must be enough.🖋️
Furqat E Ishq | 18+
"Liyana utho beta..." (Liyana, wake up, dear...) Asiya Mami's voice was soft as she gently patted Liyana's cheek. Umera Mami and Hafsa Mami stood beside the bed, watching her. Liyana stirred and tried to sit up. The moment she moved, the duvet slipped from her body, revealing her completely naked form. All three women stared at her with clear judgment in their eyes. Liyana's blood ran cold. Shame crashed over her like a tidal wave. She felt as if the earth had split open and was ready to swallow her whole. Her panicked gaze darted to the side... Harun wasn't there. A small sigh of relief escaped her. But then Hafsa Mami's sharp voice cut through the air. "Itni bhi kya jaldi thi shohar ke saath sone ki, Liyana?" (Were you really in such a hurry to sleep with your husband, Liyana?) Tears sprang to her eyes as she cried out, her voice breaking with humiliation. "Nahi Mami...!" (No, Mami...!) ____________________________ 𝐉𝐎𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐈𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐍'𝐒 𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘.
𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 - 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐀 - 18+ | ✓
"What a strange thing it is, isn't it, Kerim Sahab? You were giving me four crores for this dishonourable woman," Arzen said with a smile on his face as he held the tiny hand of their four-year-old, son. "And when she runs away for a better man, you would come to me for a refund," He continued, smiling as if it was a humorous thing. Sira looked at him, feeling as if someone had ripped her heart out and thrown it on the side of the road like a useless thing. She felt as if someone had shot her in her stomach. Tears froze in her eyes as she stared at him, her eyes not being able to move away. She didn't want to go. She wanted to stay with her husband and kid. Shehryar tugged on her hand, making her look at him and then he took her away. She looked behind him, meeting his gaze once again. Her hands itched to reach for him but she looked away and walked out of the building of crumbled walls and leaking ceilings. ━━━━━━━ Sira was happy with her life. She loved her husband and son. She lived in her home even if it was small and even when the load shedding would happen, or the kitchen would break, or if the ceiling started leaking in the rainy season. She was ready to endure the difficulties even if her heart wished for a bigger and better house, she wanted to stay with her Arzen and Aariz. But when her mother pressurizes her she foolishly accepts the proposal of a man who is obsessed with her. Her whole life turns upside down when she is used for pleasure while being abused by the one who was supposed to be her new husband. - Islam is a beautiful religion but Muslims aren't perfect. This book contains sinners so please don't read it with an Islamic perspective.पूर्ण
''jis tarah se ye hathkadi kaid karti hai na usi tarah se kaidi ho gyi hai aap hamare dil ke karagaar mein '' (the way these handcuffs prison same way i will prison you in my heart) sultan aashiq mohammad khan. '' humein kaid hone se darr nhi lagta , lagta hai us kale dil se jismein humein kaid karenge '' ( i am not afraid of getting prisoned but by the place where you will prison me you dark heart). naira mittal.
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