Possessiveml Stories

🌸 TRANSLATED BL NOVEL 🌸 Original Title: 小瞎子被阴湿丈夫缠上后 Original Author: Ning Long (柠垅) Translator: YinWenTranslations Translation Status: Ongoing Original Status: Completed (78 chapters, 268k words) ⚠️ CONTENT WARNINGS - 18+ ONLY ⚠️ This story contains: • Identity deception (ML pretends to be MC's fiancé) • Dubious consent • Blindness/disability representation (MC is blind) • Obsessive/possessive behavior (ML is controlling and jealous) • Emotional manipulation • Power imbalance • Age gap romance • Dark romance themes SYNOPSIS Beautiful, delicate little blind bottom × scheming, obsessive older top. Si Nian is a beautiful young man who lost his sight in an accident at age ten. Despite this, his life has been blessed with a wealthy family, loving parents, and even an arranged marriage to someone he secretly loves: Shen Rong, the playboy second son of the prestigious Shen family. One month after the wedding, Si Nian overhears the household staff calling his husband "President Shen." But he married the second young master, not the company president. At first, he assumes it's a mistake. But as discrepancies pile up his husband's gentle manner, his punctual schedule, his tender care. Si Nian realizes something is terribly wrong. The man he married doesn't act like Shen Rong at all. When Si Nian finally confronts him, the truth shatters everything: the man he's been living with for a month isn't Shen Rong. It's Shen Su, Shen Rong's older brother. The president of Shen Corporation. The man who stepped in when his brother ran away before the wedding. And because Si Nian is blind, he never knew. Now that the truth is out, Shen Su has no intention of letting him go. He's fallen obsessively, possessively in love with the beautiful blind young man he's been deceiving. And when the real Shen Rong returns, a playboy who never wanted Si Nian in the first place. Shen Su's jealousy spirals into something darker.

A freshman tennis player with a girlfriend . A hockey player who won't let him go. What starts as obsession turns into something far darker... and far more irresistible than I ever expected.

He never asked for her heart. He took it. What started as control... became something darker. Something neither of them could escape. She thought losing her emotions would protect her. Make her untouchable. But he didn't want her to be safe. He wanted her his. And now, inside a cage built from obsession and silence,she must decide- Is she still trying to escape...or has she already stopped wanting to? By Vandana Rajbhar 🍀 No.1#possesiveml (14/05/2026) No.2 #manipulation (28/04/2026) No.2#brokenhero(05-06/05/2026)

She was only eighteen... soft, innocent, and too pure for a man like him. Ruhi never imagined her life would change overnight when Ayan Malik entered it like a storm. Cold. Powerful. Feared by everyone. At twenty-eight, Ayan was a man people obeyed without question. His sharp brown eyes, dangerous silence, and commanding presence were enough to make anyone tremble. Especially Ruhi. But when he forced her into a marriage she never wanted, Ruhi found herself trapped in a world she didn't belong to. A world ruled by Ayan Malik. He was possessive. Protective. Controlling. And terrifyingly obsessed with her innocence. Ruhi feared him. Yet somewhere between his silent care, jealous rage, and the way he protected her from the world... She slowly became his softest weakness. But can an innocent girl survive the darkness surrounding a man like Ayan? Or will his love destroy her completely? ~ A story filled with age gap, forced marriage, emotional romance, possessive love, jealousy, heartbreak, comfort, and slow-burn obsession. ~

Some boys wear their power like cologne. You smell it before they speak, before they touch anything, before they decide you matter. Krit Ananda was never just a boy. He was Thailand's most deliberate inheritance - carved from his father's empire, polished by expectation, and surrounded by women who knew exactly how to disappear when he finished with them. Everyone at Krungthep International Academy understood the rules of proximity to someone like him. You orbit carefully. You never expect warmth. You never, ever ignore him. Avery Collins didn't get that memo. She arrived as the daughter of two professionals contracted under the Ananda corporate umbrella - not poor, not powerful, not performing. She had a boyfriend she actually liked, a quiet sense of where she stood, and absolutely zero interest in men who confused control with connection. He noticed her the moment she failed to notice him. What follows isn't a love story. Not at first. Not for a long time. It is a slow, deliberate collision between a girl who learned to survive by staying invisible and a boy whose entire identity depends on being seen. Between inherited wealth and earned stillness. Between obsession mistaken for devotion and restraint mistaken for indifference. There are galas, hotel corridors at midnight, and trips to Phuket that look like freedom but function like surveillance. There is a fiancée who calculates everything, a boyfriend who represents every version of safe that stops being enough, and a bad boy who buys everything except the one thing that would actually cost him something. There is a secret that changes the weight with every passing year. And there is the reckoning - quiet, delayed, and inevitable - that neither of them is prepared for. Some wars never announce themselves. They begin. © Relle H.

𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒒𝒊 ♡ 𝑨𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒓𝒐 Ishqi Sinha was never meant to become the bride. The wedding, the red lehenga, the sacred vows everything belonged to her stepsister. But when the real bride runs away hours before marrying Italy's most feared businessman, the terrified Sinha family makes one desperate choice: Replace her. Forced into a marriage with the cold and dangerous Alessandro Moretti, Ishqi finds herself trapped inside the luxurious world of the Moretti brothers,a world ruled by power, secrets and fear. Alessandro married only to fulfill the condition of his father's will. Ishqi married to save her family. Neither wanted this relationship. Yet somewhere between midnight conversations, accidental comfort, sarcastic banter, silent protection and a house that slowly starts feeling like home... The marriage born from betrayal begins turning into something terrifyingly real. _________________________________________ Thankyou for joining me in the journey of Ishqi and Alessandro. Author Aakshi

"𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬." 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘥, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯. "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞.𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞." 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢. 𝘼 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙬𝙣. ───────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆────────── They say love can heal all wounds, but what about the ones it creates? 𝘙𝘶𝘥𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘢 never imagined she'd be tied to 𝗔𝗱𝘃𝗮𝘆𝗮𝗻, the cold, manipulative older brother of her fiancé. But betrayal has twisted their fates, and now she's trapped in a marriage she never wanted. For 𝗔𝗱𝘃𝗮𝘆𝗮𝗻, power and control are everything, and 𝘙𝘶𝘥𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘢 has become the prize in his dangerous game. As the lines between love and vengeance blur, she is forced to confront the deadly secrets that could destroy them both. 𝐈𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. ───────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆────────── ⋆𐙚 𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗣𝗘:- • 𝗘𝗻𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀 • 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 • 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝘅𝗶𝗺𝗶𝘁𝘆 • 𝗕𝗲𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘆𝗮𝗹 & 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 • 𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗰 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 • 𝗣𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿 𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗽𝗹𝗲 • 𝗦𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗕𝘂𝗿𝗻

Lin Yu thought Ethan Vale was the kind of person people should stay away from. Cold, wealthy, emotionally unreadable, and impossible to approach-Ethan moved through university like someone above everyone else. Meanwhile, Lin Yu was sharp-tongued, stubborn, and completely unwilling to bow his head for anyone. They were never supposed to get along. What started as mutual irritation slowly turned into something far more dangerous: obsession, emotional dependency, jealousy, and a connection neither of them knew how to control. Because Ethan doesn't know how to love normally. And Lin Yu doesn't know how to stop coming back. Set in a modern elite university abroad, this story follows two emotionally complicated young men whose relationship slowly shifts from enemies, to fixation, to something painfully intimate. A slow-burn toxic BL filled with tension, quiet vulnerability, possessiveness, emotional pull, late-night conversations, and the dangerous feeling of becoming someone's home.

Yashika, a 24-year-old independent girl searching for a job, never expected her life to change after meeting a man she instantly hated. Cold, arrogant, and impossible to tolerate - Ivaansh Singhania was everything she despised. The spoiled heir of a filthy rich family, Ivaansh has never bowed down to anyone. Reckless, stubborn, and blinded by his own world, he only cared about himself... until one glance at Yashika made him forget everything around him. But behind their constant clashes hide countless secrets, mysteries, and truths waiting to be uncovered. What happens when two completely different worlds collide? And how dangerous can the truth become once the masks begin to fall? To uncover every secret, keep reading... ✦ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 ✦ - 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐀𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐧

He was the man everyone feared. She was the girl who refused to fear him. In a world ruled by power, betrayal, and dangerous secrets, Andrew Valentino and Navi Sinclair become trapped in a war neither of them expected. But while hatred turns into obsession, Felix Carter and Arora find themselves caught in a completely different kind of chaos. In the end, love may become the deadliest mistake of all.

From stolen chocolates in childhood to stolen glances in teenage years... from heartbreak at eighteen to a reunion that changed everything at twenty-five-this is not just a love story, it's a journey. Abhimanyu Birla and Akshara Goenka were never just neighbours. They were each other's habit, comfort, and chaos. But one misunderstanding was enough to pull them apart... without anyone actually being wrong. Years later, fate brings them back. Older, stronger, but still hopelessly tied to each other. This time, Akshara won't let him go so easily. This time, she'll fight for them. Because some love stories don't begin... they simply continue. He was hers before she even understood love. And she? She was his... since childhood 💖 🌸Tropes: • 💫childhood sweethearts • ⚡️neighbours to lovers • ❤️rich x rich • 💖first love only love • 🖤he falls harder •❤️‍🔥Virgin Leads

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

She was never meant to be free. She was meant to be his. "You do," Laith said quietly. "Because this world does not look at you the way I do." His hand reached out then-but slowly, deliberately-fingers barely brushing her wrist, as if asking permission even while claiming ownership. His grip was firm but careful, like she was something fragile and priceless all at once. "I won't let anything touch you," he continued, voice low. "Not words. Not intentions. Not people who think they're allowed to breathe the same air as you." Safa's heart raced. "Laith... that sounds like-" "Obsession?" he finished for her, eyes never leaving hers. "Yes." He adjusted her sleeve where it had slipped, the gesture so gentle it almost contradicted the weight of his words. "But understand this," he said, leaning closer-not threatening, not forceful-just there. "My control is not to cage you. It's to keep you safe. And my care?" A brief pause. "That is the one thing I will never restrain." His thumb brushed her knuckles once, grounding, steady. "You are Safa Al-Noori," he said. "And until the day your name changes-if it ever does-no one touches what is under my watch." She was promised to him before she was born. What began as a claim became an obsession. And by the time Safa Al-Noori meets Laith Al-Ansari, she is no longer just fate- she is his.

Finally, I made it to the top. I spent the whole time glancing down, but when I finally looked up, I saw him. His black hair and handsome face stared down at me. His beautiful gray eyes stared into my soul as I stared into his. Adjusting myself upright and letting go of my dress was a tedious process as I shivered in fear of how large and tall he was. His knight uniform may have made him larger but I doubt it. My eyes strayed from his as I shivered. His gaze lingered on me intensely as if he was angry with me, making me shiver more. How will I marry someone so, so, terrifying!? ----------- The Story of Philomena, the 17-year-old daughter of King Ricard IV. She is suddenly married off to the cold, tall, large, and extremely handsome Lord of the North. How will she navigate this journey?

The sudden change in system changed his whole life. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• He had been doing missions as the Second Male Lead for a millennium. He was satisfied even if he's missions destined him to die by saving the Female Lead, he was satisfied. All was perfect. Until the system malfunctioned because of a virus. And the important characters suddenly started to chase after him. "What is happening?!"

Broken, used, beaten. After being kidnapped from Earth at 12, the experimental demon king is finally defeated by the hero. On the edge of death he remembers his life from before, the one he was forced to forget. Feeling an important piece of him he's been missing return. He finds it funny that in a way he was also saved by the hero, dying content. Somehow he returns to Earth. Human form given back to him. Body and mind still damaged past full repair, but at least he's broken as himself and not the monster they made him. (Not my picture full credit to the artist)

📖 Description: She's the backbench beauty with a voice that could raise the dead. He's the class-topper heartthrob who couldn't care less. When Feel, queen of charm and chaos, is forced to study with Tiyan, the school's cold genius, sparks fly... but not the romantic kind. Throw in jealous fangirls, dangerous fanboys, magical secrets hidden in melodies, and a crew of musically gifted besties trying to play Cupid- And you've got a love story louder than their concerts and messier than their group chat. Enemies. Lovers. Maybe even something more. But when fantasy collides with reality... will their love survive the final chorus?

Make way... for the evil Host have come. "Let's now have fun, shall we? "

Unrequited, Amelia's one sided "love" and obsession, but everything flipped anyways, so who would care? This story is not all about Romance.