Controlling Stories

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔. 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒔. Sophia was naive, ordinary, a village girl with a simple dream-to see the king's palace. One day, curiosity woke her. Innocent, childish, she walked into the grand halls... unaware she had just caught the eye of the ruthless king. From that moment, she would no longer be just a girl-she would become HIS OBSESSION. King Adrian sat on his throne, dark and terrifying. The hall trembled; heads bowed, no one dared meet his eyes. Then the gates opened. Guards dragged a small, trembling girl to his feet. "Your Majesty... we found her roaming the palace," they said. Thrown to the floor, Sophia looked up at king, voice shaking. "I... I just wanted to see the palace..." Everyone flinched at his gaze-but she dared to meet the king's eyes. And in that moment... she became his obsession. Top Ranks ❤️ 30 March 2026 #1 captivity #1 naivegirl #1 ruthlessking #1 Dark All in first rank ❤️ 🥺 #2 manipulation #2 childish #4 dangerouslove #4. #forcedproximity

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"

Jhanvi × Agastya "Khayalon mein lakhon baat yoon toh keh gaya Bola kuch na tere saamne Oh, hue na begaane bhi tum hoke aur ke Dekho tum na mere hi bane" Some love stories are written in stolen glances and unspoken words. He reads her like his favorite story, yet she remains the one chapter he can't put into words. __________________ Shraddha × Kabir "Nigaahon mein dekho meri jo hai bas gaya, Woh hai milta tumse hoo-ba-hoo. Oh, jaane teri aankhein thi ya baatein thi wajah, Hue tum jo dil ki aarzu." She was the silence to his chaos, the calm to his storm. In a world full of distractions, his heart found its only constant her. ______________ **About the Story** This is a tale of first love raw, innocent, and unforgettable. A journey where hearts race for the first time, where glances hold entire conversations, and where love blossoms in the most unexpected ways. It also explores friendship deeply. An old-school yet soft romance that will probably take you back to your school days the stolen glances, the nervous confessions, and the magic of loving for the very first time.

It started with just a simple meeting ... This moment everyhting changed one eternity. Then she met Jeremiah 18 year old boy. Impossible to ignore, popular, unpredictable and very mysterious. What will happen when a young girl meets a boy who is one year older than her 16 years old and 15 years old. After the meeting the boy named Jeremiah and is starting to show signs his behaviour towards the girl Tiana Williams but what she doesn't know is that there will be some overprotective people will look after her. Someone is watching over her. Someone is ready to step in when things get a little to intense find out in the story of Beauty in pain. "why me, why now I'm so sorry." Tiana looked at him with remorse in her eyes full of surrow emptiness.

"Kshatveer! Ruko!" Yashvi screameed I didn't stop. I pinned him against the stone fountain, my hand around his throat. I wasn't a student anymore; I was a monster protecting its prize. I landed another blow, and another, until the boy's face was a mess of red. "Kshatveer! Tum usey maar daloge!" Yashvi was pulling at my arm, her small hands useless against my strength. I turned, my eyes bloodshot. "Get inside, Yashvi. Go to the classroom. Now." "Nahi! Tum pagal ho gaye ho-" "ANDAR JAO!" I roared. Yashvi's POV As soon as I saw him walking toward me-looking all calm and princely again after beating someone to a pulp-I lost it. My "elegant" mask shattered. "Teri MKC!" I screamed, the most foul, tapori abuse flying out of my mouth. "Pagal hai kya tu? Kyun maara usey? Wo sirf baat kar raha tha! Tu hamesha aisa hi karta hai, kutta, kameena, psycho-" Kshatveer's POV I was in front of her in a second. I slammed my hand over her mouth, pinning her against the wall. The smell of copper from my bleeding knuckles was between us. "No, baby... no," I whispered, my voice a dark, possessive melody. "No gande words. Not from those beautiful lips." #1 in bestfriend ( date - 5 feb 2026) #1 in slow burn ( 6 feb 2026) Kshatveer× yashvi grumpy × foul calm× violent dominant× dominant but not in front of him king × his bestie. obsessed × mad Get bitten and she bites Arrange marriage,arrange by him Psychotic ml Fierce fl

They says his name in whispers. A man with no mercy no weakness. I was just a mistake_ a girl who got in his way He is cruel, controlling feared by all He says he will ruin me He rules her world... will she survive? "I hate you," I told the most dangerous man in Arena City. He only smirked, like my fear amused him. "Hate me all you want," he said. "You still belong to me." "Let me go!" His eyes darkened. "Never." ZAVİYAR SINGH RATHORE - ZSR Feared. Ruthless. Untouchable. His name alone makes men tremble and women whisper. In Arena City, he is power. He is danger. And now, he wants her. IRHA KAPOOR _ Alone. Broken. Stronger than she knows. Escaping a past filled with lies, abuse, and betrayal, she thought she could run. But fate has a way of bringing the hunted straight to the predator. Top ranks ❤️ March 30, 2026 #1st enimiestolovers #2nd feared #6th controlling #8th. lovehate #5th escape

Sarah lives in a beautiful house with a man who has perfected the art of control. Mark doesn't shout, doesn't strike, doesn't leave visible scars,he manages. Her schedule, her money, her memories. Even her thoughts begin to feel like borrowed property. Once, Sarah was independent, impulsive, alive. Now she measures her worth in apologies and line items on a spreadsheet she doesn't control. Hidden in the back of a closet, she begins to write,small, dangerous truths he cannot edit. With only twelve dollars secretly tucked away, she starts to reclaim the one thing Mark hasn't taken, her voice. But in a life where every move is monitored and every mistake is weaponized, defiance comes at a cost. And Mark is already watching. Twelve Dollars and Spite is a chilling, intimate portrait of psychological control, quiet rebellion, and the slow, dangerous awakening of a woman determined to take herself back,no matter the price.

As this psychotic man hold his new 'darling' captive in an unknown location,unsettling yet heart-pounding events take place while she counts her days of her uncertain life.

Cassandra Miller had a one night stand with hot eligible bachelor Emiliano Rodriguez and that one night left ever lasting consequences in the form of her little baby boy Alexander.Deciding to raise her son alone Cass moved on yet she has no idea that a new job opportunity is about to change her entire life when her path crosses with Emilio again months later and when she learns he is her boss things are about to get steamy between the two lovers once again....

Elena Valentino has left her family behind, her brothers and her father, a mafia boss. After hearing news of her fathers murder her path bumps back into her overprotective, possessive and vengeful brothers. But does she want to be back in the mafia life? And will they let her have the choice?

FOUR WAYS TO WATCH YOU She's smart, kind, and just living her life - balancing university, work and the small joys that make her world hers. But in the background, four people notice everything. Four people work their own ways of caring, protecting, and... watching. When yn crosses paths with them - a charismatic political science student, a playful sports enthusiast, a quietly observant artist, and a polished finance major - ordinary days start to feel anything but normal. Each connection is different, each attention deliberate, yet she doesn't even realise the web of intrigue growing around her. As friendship deepen, subtle glances become unspoken rivalries, casual touches hint at uncharted territory and every interaction holds a little more weight than it seems. Yn's life is her own, but is it truly safe from these who would do anything to keep her close? Four boys. One girl. And four very different ways to watch her. (A little bit of a slow burn - just to establish the characters first)

Maybe she was going insane. Maybe the world around her was going insane. Either way, she could see him in front of her. And this time, it wasn't a nightmare. ----- Phoebe Jacobson had long escaped the obsessive hold of Oliver, and his desire to keep her within the confines of his home. But being on the run from the most powerful man on the face of the Earth was almost as perilous as staying with him was. Because he was always on her tail. And when he wasn't, it was much more terrifying.

He sighed loudly, and still holding me tightly, sat up. "Why did you run?" He demanded. His voice was hoarse and I could see pain in his eyes. My wolf was killing me inside. She wanted to make Declan feel better, in any way she could. I, however, was thinking the exact opposite. "Because I don't want this. Not right now." I told him honestly. His eyes grew darker. "You are never leaving my side again. Not until I know you won't run." He told me. "And I will make sure of it." Then he leaned down and started kissing my neck. I froze when I felt his teeth start to graze the spot my mark would eventually be. "Wait.... Declan!" I choked out, then I felt his teeth sink into my neck, claiming me as his. Declan had started the mating process. *Terrific cover photo created by xbleedingsouls*

How far can an Alpha go far his mate? Anna is an innocent, beautiful seventeen year werewolf waiting for her mate. But never did she expect him to be the every werewolf's nightmare, Alpha Beast. Alpha Beast. The name itself sounds dangerous. No one knows his real name. They just call him Beast. His presence oozes danger. In their world what he says goes. Some say he has no soul. Some say he doesn't have a mate. But what will he do when he finds his mate?

HELLOOO! THIS FANFICTION IS BASED ON Y/N (WHICH IS YOU THE READER) AND BAKUGO THIS STORY MIGHT CONTAINS THE FOLLOWING: ~CURSING ~SOME EXPLICIT IMAGERY ~AND THATS IT. Y/N is going to be you but as a gen-z TikToker type of person, so kinda chill and might make alot of "yo mama" or "that's what she said" jokes in this fanfiction. Y/N is also a female, I almost forgotten to add. so i hope yall enjoy this fanfiction :)) pic from: myanimelist.net

Cole glares at Chris and his body stiffens then starts to shakes uncontrollably. Growls rumbling from deep within his chest. He pushes me behind him. oh no, there's about to be a funeral. Calvin moves out of the way as Cole takes a step up to stand right in front of Chris. "She is Mine!!" He roars in Chris's face and grabs him by the neck slamming him into the wall. "I am all she needs!!"Spit flying from his mouth. He lifts him up by his neck slowly so they are at eye level. Chris feet is dangling above ground. "Do you understand?! pup! " Stefani is crazy shy, a loner/nerd, and bit feisty. Cole is quiet, scary, and possessive. They both live in a world where werewolves coexist with humans as the dominant race and they are mates for life.

"Growing up with my bestfriend was the best" "Me and her did everything together" "But I wonder what would happen when hes back in my life" (Read at your own risk this book is very intense and interesting) This is not my first book but just know i love feedback so make sure to leave some

"Ara vera" a girl with high ambitions and goals who wants to stand on her feet and be independent and "Aditya Raj Kapoor" son of multi billionaire and the sole hier of his father's company and mafia postion . Both of them are so apart fome each other in their dreams and aspirations, one wants to control the world and one wants to fit in the World. what will happen if their Worlds collided?? ~ for all who want their men to tie them up~

1 is a number that is always praised. No one wants to be second best. Welcome to an island continent that enforces just that mind set. Everyone is given a number. You are either born a One or a Two. All One's have controlling authority over their Two's. They cannot intermingle. One's with One's and Two's with Two's are abomination towards the 13 Seat Council. A One needs a Two. Winter Summers just so happens to be second born to her twin brother Sonny. She finds it nearly impossible to uphold her number as a Two. It becomes even more impossible when a stranger supposedly from outside of The Divide is new to the One and Two roles. Winter begins to wish a little harder on blue winged Paradise.