Darkromance Histoires

A major ordeal has struck someone like me, a socially inept person who finds everything in life bothersome. Thanks to my average looks, I had been coasting through life effortlessly, but suddenly, I found myself the center of unwanted attention. And, as expected, I've somehow become Baek Eun-Seong, an extra whose sole joy is tormenting the main characters before ultimately meeting their downfall. Apparently, I've been kidnapped by the male protagonist, Cha Gil-Do... "Can I take a nap now?" "Are you out of your mind? Do you still not understand the situation?" "...Yes." I might be slow to grasp things, but hey, what's life, anyway? I'm just an extra, so I figure staying quiet will do the trick. I just want to be left alone to rest, but why are you keeping me locked up instead of dealing with the heroine?

I love pink. He loves red. I crave strawberry milk. He craves... an HEIR?! I am just a normal college student. I like coding (badly), cute ribbons, and justice. My biggest problem was supposed to be passing Theology class. But I don't know how I ended up with a heavy diamond ring on my finger. One moment I was trying to hack a bad guy's phone, and the next, I was signing a contract with the Devil himself. Now, I live in his fortress. He treats me like a princess, but he looks at the world like he wants to burn it down. And the worst part? He keeps talking about his "Legacy." He wants a baby. RIGHT. NOW. Excuse me, Sir? I have midterms next week! Does the baby come before or after my exam?! Is it Stockholm Syndrome if the villain is your husband? Asking for a friend.

Ria Malhotra has always believed in dreams,simple ones. At just 20,she carries the hopes of her middle-class family on her delicate shoulders,determined to become a teacher and build a life defined by kindness ambition and love. But Fate Has Other Plans When her path collides with the Rathore Empire___a powerful, feared and respected underground mafia dynasty ruling the shadows of Asia and beyond____Ria's life takes a cruel twist. She is forced into a marriage with their cold, ruthless, devastatingly handsome heir, Aansh Rathore, a 28yr man who doesn't believe in love....or mercy. Feared by many, respected by all, Aansh is a devil dressed in designer suits, loyal to his family and best friend Karthik Singhania. Marriage is his worst nightmare__until Ria becomes his unwanted bride. But what happens when innocence meets darkness? Will Ria break under Aansh's wrath......or will she become the one woman capable of taming the devil

Let's dive into a new romance saga ✿ 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐓 ✿ 𓆩 𝐀𝐁𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐔 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄 𓆪 Just like his name-fearless, fierce, and impossible to ignore. A 30-year-old dangerously handsome CEO and the reigning king of Rajasthan, life's cruel twists have transformed him from an ordinary boy into an arrogant, egoistic man who trusts no one. Love? That's a luxury he believes he can't afford-or even feel. But destiny has other plans. She enters his life like a storm wrapped in sunshine, and nothing stays the same. "He saw her before he saw anything else in the room." ♡ "He fell first. And even harder." ✿ 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐓 ✿ ✧ 𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 ✧ Just like her name-symbolizing the first ray of morning sunlight-she represents hope, warmth, and a fresh beginning. A 22-year-old spirited teacher, Aarushi is beloved by her family. She doesn't only crave love; she desires respect, maturity, and peace in a relationship. However, her simple dreams are soon entangled in a fate that brings her face-to-face with a past her family tried to leave behind. "Why him? Because even after my mood swings, unreasonable demands, and late-night meltdowns..he never gave up on me." ༶•┈ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐒 ┈•༶ What starts with silence, hatred, and an unwanted marriage slowly unfolds into a story filled with: ➺ Tension, healing, longing, and trust. ➺ Cute fights, jealous glances, stolen moments, and soft confessions. But between the chaos and calm, the pain and peace-will love be enough? ☾ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒 ☽ #SlowBurn #Grumpy×Sunshine #AgeGap #WhippedML #DesiRomance #ForcedMarriage #LoveHate #PossessiveML (Contain hindi dialogu

Sold to Be a Yakuza Wife I am Angelie Dela Torre-the unwanted daughter of two irresponsible people who never deserved to be parents. My biological father was a gambling addict, my mother a woman who found comfort in other men. If fate hadn't intervened, my life would have been nothing but chaos and shame. But fate did intervene. I was adopted by Andres and Constancia Dela Torre, a wealthy couple who couldn't have children of their own. They gave me everything my biological parents never could-love, education, and a future. I grew up protected, refined, and far removed from the filth of my origins. By the time I became an Assistant Fashion Design Manager, my life was calm. Successful. Happy. Or so I thought. One night, everything shattered. I was kidnapped. When I woke up, I wasn't in my country anymore-I was on a ship, bound for somewhere I didn't recognize. That was when I learned the truth: my biological father had found me... and sold me. Sold me to pay off his massive gambling debt. Sold me as a bride. When I arrived in Japan, I met him-the man who would own my future. A man so devastatingly handsome he looked unreal, like a god carved from shadows and sin. Then he smiled. A slow, wicked grin that promised ruin. Because he wasn't just any man. He was Yakuza. And I was bound to marry him. From that moment on, I knew my life was no longer my own-and whatever awaited me in his world would be far darker, more dangerous, and more twisted than anything I had ever imagined.

The Queen didn't rush her. She simply stood, close enough that the assistant felt her attention like a hand tightening around her throat. "You keep saying he's dangerous," the Queen said calmly. "It doesn't scare me." Her fingers closed around the assistant's wrist, pressing it flat against the desk. "Do you know what he does?" "I... this is a mistake," the assistant whispered, trembling. "A mistake is thinking your body lies to me," the Queen said. Her grip tightened command, not pain. "Look at you," she continued. "Shaking. Pulse frantic. Mouth opening like you're about to beg." "I belong to him," the assistant stammered. "No," the Queen said softly. "You were assigned to him." Her free hand moved to the assistant's throat not choking, just claiming. "Men like him confuse ownership with fear. I don't." Her thumb pressed. The assistant gasped. "I don't take what doesn't respond. And you-" Her lips brushed the ear. "-are responding beautifully." "I can't... if he finds out-" "He will. Eventually," the Queen interrupted. Her fingers moved lower. "That you weren't stolen. That you walked." She kissed her hard, claiming, silencing protest. Dominance. Erasing the shadow of him. "You're not innocent," the Queen murmured. "You're starving. I don't save women like you. I ruin them for every cage they've ever known." "Tell me to stop," she said. Stop. The word hovered. It never came. The Queen smiled slow, victorious. "Once I touch you, he doesn't get you back. Not loyalty. Not fear. Not nights. You don't belong to me. But you will never belong to him again." The door stayed closed. The assistant let herself fall.

They performed her last rites. While she was still alive. Akshara Maheshwari was erased from her own family before she could even understand what she had done wrong. Abandoned, forgotten, and declared dead, she disappeared from the world that once called her blood. Years later, she returns - not as a broken child begging for answers, but as AK - a name the world admires, fears, and follows. She doesn't come back for forgiveness. She doesn't ask for love. And she doesn't reveal herself easily. Because some wounds don't need apologies - they need truth, power, and reckoning. As the Maheshwaris celebrate, lie, and protect their secrets, the past claws its way back into the present. A past involving betrayal, silence, a sold child, and a savior who changed her fate. What happens when a family realizes the daughter they buried... is the woman who now controls their empire? And what if revenge isn't her goal - but taking back what was always hers? A story of abandonment, survival, silent revenge, and a girl who learned to smile while planning her return. Read to find out: Will the truth destroy them... or will Akshara destroy the truth first?

"I, Marcus Blackthorn, reject you as my mate." Those words shattered me three months ago. In front of everyone. Because I couldn't shift. Because I was "defective." I ran. I survived. I became something none of them could have imagined. Now I'm Luna Ghost. Undefeated. Untouchable. I just met my true mate, Kael Nightshade, the Prime Alpha who makes other Alphas submit. He doesn't know I'm the rejected Ashwood daughter. He just knows I'm his. He doesn't share. My old pack is calling. They need me now that I'm powerful. Marcus is on his knees. He says rejecting me was his biggest mistake. My family wants me back. On their terms. I'm done being theirs. I have my own pack now. My own power. A mate who would burn the world down for me. They wanted me weak. They're about to learn what a mistake that was. Because the girl they rejected? She's about to become their Queen. 🐺👑 MOON'S REJECTED QUEEN 👑🐺

「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Hana, a doctor who saves lives, is forced into the arms of Heeseung, a merciless mafia hitman who takes them. When their worlds collide, blood and fate intertwine. Yet fate is cruel, and now she stands in front of him-a beauty in the hands of a beast, a healer trapped with a killer. 」 ══════⊹⊱≼≽⊰⊹══════ "Do you want to live?" His voice was almost a whisper now, dangerous, loaded with the weight of the question. Hana's throat felt tight, every word a struggle to force out. "I... I do..." she breathed, the words barely escaping her lips. The cold metal against her skin was the only thing she could focus on, and it was the only thing that was keeping her from losing herself completely. But she didn't give in. Not yet. Heeseung didn't move for a long time, his eyes never leaving her face. He didn't lower the gun, but his hand didn't shake, his resolve unwavering. "If you want to live," he murmured, his voice low and almost distant, "then you'll have to prove it to me, doctor." Her pulse raced, but she nodded, her gaze steady. "I'll do whatever it takes." Then, without warning, he moved toward her. His voice, low and velvety, broke the silence, his words cutting through the tension like a blade. "Then marry me."

In a world where omegas are measured by rank and worth, Liam should have been claimed and forgotten long ago. A low-grade omega with no backing, no pack, no protection-someone the hierarchy was designed to crush. But Liam survived. Years of bullying, abandonment, and neglect taught him how to endure without asking, how to smile without expecting, how to give without receiving. He learned one truth too well: wanting makes you weak. Needing makes you replaceable. Tae Ashford has never wanted for anything. A high-ranked alpha. CEO of Aurum. A man surrounded by high class omegas, luxury, and unquestioned control. Desire bends easily in his world. People come when called. Power answers to him. Until Liam. One night-meant to be meaningless-ruins everything. Pheromones fade. Instincts should settle. But Tae doesn't recover. The omega he shouldn't crave becomes an obsession that tears through rank, logic, and pride. The irony is cruel: A simple, low-grade omega becomes harder to reach than any superior, high-class omega Tae has ever known. Every smile hides a wall Tae cannot break. This is not a story where an omega is conquered. It is a story where a low-ranked omega becomes the high ranked alpha's living hell. A dark, emotional omegaverse romance driven by hierarchy, trauma, obsession, and control-where power fails, desire corrodes, and the rarest thing in the world isn't rank... It's an omega who refuses to be owned. Note: Haven't read Part One? No worries - you don't have to skip this. The story's easy to follow, so you can jump right in and still enjoy it. Chapter schedule- every Mon , Wed

A marriage of convenience. A cold billionaire. A contract that was never meant to involve love... but hearts don't follow rules.

He carries walls colder than steel, a protector forged by pain, a man who trusts no heartbeat but his own. She is chaos wrapped in sunlight-laughter in her veins, rebellion in her smile, a soul that refuses to be tamed. When destiny throws them together, the collision is more than chance-it's fire meeting storm, bliss dancing with ruin, a rhythm that could either shatter or save them. In a world where every secret cuts deeper than a blade, and every desire burns brighter than truth,their story isn't about falling in love... -it's about surviving it. Rauhaaz - a tale where protection feels like prison, passion feels like madness, and souls dare to defy fate itself.

Taehyung was just a boy once With a family With a life With things he loved Then one incident changed everything After that night, nothing felt the same Loss became his shadow Silence became his home And Jungkook became a name that never left his mind Jungkook isn't a hero He isn't kind He carries his own anger, his own past, and a truth he refuses to speak Their lives collide in ways neither of them asked for Pain follows every step Hate grows where answers should have been Every touch burns Every word cuts Every breath feels borrowed Because some stories are not about love or hate alone they are about what stays alive between us

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧... 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫. "Please... don't do this. I'm scared," she whispered, her voice shaking, barely louder than her own heartbeat. He didn't step back. Didn't blink. A slow smirk curved his lips - not warm, not kind... the kind that made the air feel thinner. "Scared?" he said quietly, almost amused. "You should be." Her breath hitched. "I'm not going to hurt you," he continued, voice low and controlled, "unless you give me a reason to." "𝐒𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐏𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨"

Mia and Kade met in college. What started as something unexpected turned into everything. The kind of connection people don't believe in until it's already swallowed them whole. They got married. Young, fast, fully. Two years in, their life looked like a dream-intense, passionate, untouchable. They weren't just in love; they were each other's entire world. Until one night destroyed it all. One photo. Doctored, planted, and completely false-landed in Kade's hands. Without asking a single question or giving Mia a chance to speak, he made a decision that would change everything. Convinced she had betrayed him, he threw her out of their home without explanation. But Mia never betrayed him. The evidence was a lie. The truth was something Kade never gave her the chance to say. And by the time he learns what really happened, it may be too late to fix what he destroyed. Because trust is easy to break. And not everything broken can be rebuilt.

∆°HIS SWEET TROUBLE°∆ "You are not going to that party with him get that thing clear in your pretty little head" He said. Anger was dripping from his eyes. "I'm. Who are you to stop me." I said with the same tone as his. "You're not. I'm not going to repeat it." He said. "Or what". I said because I'll not back off this time. "Or I'll take you the room in which that fucking party is and fuck you till you can't breath and stand by your own on your little legs. Think about it, I will be fucking your pretty little cunt upstairs and there will be a party going on downstairs" He said. "Choise is all yours. Either go with me or get fuck by me." She's cute but he's insane °^SAINT VALLEY'S ^° He was the king of the high school, handsome and charming, with an ego that matched his popularity. He was every saint valley's girls dream but he was madly obsessed with the girl. someone else who hates him from the core of her heart. But that's what he find it special about it. Every girl likes him but she hates him and that's made her unique. She was aanya And aanya was his. Only his. He can do whatever he want to do with her but only he. His to hate, his to want, his to own Kabir X aanya At first, they couldn't stand each other. Or kabir pretending to fight just to get attention from her She thought he was arrogant, and he was madly obsessed with her. Their arguments were intense, filled with hatred. But as they were forced to work together, they began to see a different side of each other. His charm intrigued her, and her strength captivated him. Before long, and then our little aanya started developing little soft crush for kabir. His hate turned into a dangerous obsession, leading them to discover a passionate love they never expected. °^HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT READ ON YOUR OWN RISK.^°

"V&L" read our initials. So delicately carved into a now surely dead Henry's plum-colored flesh. His glazed eyes continue to stare in my direction-Though no longer focused on, but behind me. At this, a familiar scent invades my nostrils. One that promises death and despair. I can already feel his intoxicating heat and presence behind me. Dare I turn around? Absolutely not. My worst fears have finally come to fruition, my twisted fate catching up to me, alas. He is here. He has come to honor his promise-To reclaim his bride. Ladies and gentlemen, meet my husband... Valentine. #1 Dark - 03/24/22 #1 Mythology - 03/07/22 #1 BWWM- 11/27/19 #1 Powerful - 04/02/20 #1 Entity- 08/05/19 #1 Godly - 09/09/20 #1 Thunder - 03/09/22 #1 Deadly - 12/18/22 #12 Hades - 10/19/20 #15 Horror - 04/25/20 #12 Obsession - 07/31/21 #19 Interracial- 03/15/19 Major rewrite loading. Read with Caution.

​🔞🔞🔞 ​Trigger warning: ​This book contains coarse language, physical and psychological violence, and explicit sexual descriptions. It may also offend religious sensibilities. This is not a story for sensitive readers or those seeking a light, safe read. Read at your own risk. ​🔞🔞🔞 *** ​He is fire and destruction. I am nothing but a hollow shell. By the Law of One, I am now his. ​ Since the Apocalypse, the rules are simple: Humans are currency. Demons are kings. And the Law of One is absolute-every Demon is entitled to one human pet. ​I am Aria. I am empty, broken, and unfeeling. In a world screaming in terror, I am the silence. ​Kael is an Ignis Demon. A creature of pure chaos and scorching heat. He could have chosen anyone-a fighter, a beauty, a king. Instead, he chose the broken girl who doesn't flinch when he burns. ​He thinks he can ignite a spark in my frozen soul. He thinks he can own me. But there is a reason I feel nothing... and when the secrets of my past unravel, even an Ignis Demon might get burned.

I Was the Arrangement They didn't ask her if she wanted to marry him. They only asked if she would adjust. Iraaya Sen entered a marriage that was decided long before she arrived. A husband bound by duty. A past that never left.

"I'm poison, Hridya," Kabir warned, his eyes cold and distant. She smiled - the kind that hides storms. "Good," she whispered, "I never craved sweet." --- "I don't need anyone by my side," he said, his voice firm, final. Her lips curved again, softer this time. "That's why I chose to stand behind you," she replied. --- She's HRIDYA DESAI- the girl who has loved KABIR RANAWAT in silence for six long years. And now, the man who owns her heartbeat... is marrying her cousin. Will she confess before the wedding bells drown her voice? Or will she keep loving him - quietly, fiercely, and from the shadows - even when he belongs to someone else?