Desire Stories

ABHIMAAN SINGH RATHORE (ASR) --- MOST FEARED MAFIA AND BUSINESS MAN. He doesn't believe in love and thinks love is a waste of time and he doesn't have time to waste....after his mother's death he became heartless...for him heart is a organ of his body which help him to stay alive... (HE NEVER BOW DOWN TO ANYONE OR NEVER LISTEN TO ANYONE TILL HIS WOMAN CAME) ISHIKA SHARMA --- Sweet, sunshine type personality..she loves her family...she is a second year College student.... innocent..she thought that a fictional man will come for her....but deep down she knows that doesn't exist in real life....she have panick attacks...she is so stubborn.. He lives in the dark and she feard the dark... What will happen when these two opposite personalities collide with each other and Ishika gets to know about the most important truth of her life.... #Dark romance #Possesive male lead #Touch her and die #Grumpy x sunshine #Mafia, Business man x college student #Sweet female lead #Mature theme

˚ . ྀིྀི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.

In the sprawling metropolis of New Delhi, where tradition and modernity collide, Jayasvi Rana's life is about to take a dramatic turn. As a shy yet determined political science student, Jayasvi has always dreamed of making a difference, despite the shadows cast by her father's struggles with alcoholism and failure. When her family arranges her marriage to Raghav Hooda, the enigmatic heir to a powerful political dynasty, Jayasvi steps into a world of wealth and influence she could never have imagined. Raghav, with his commanding presence and impenetrable facade, is known for his ruthlessness in business and politics. He agrees to the marriage for reasons Jayasvi can't fathom, and his cold exterior hides a passionate and possessive nature. Thrown into a life of opulence and scrutiny, Jayasvi is both fascinated and apprehensive. Raghav's mysterious allure draws her in, yet she senses that beneath his stoic demeanor lies a man bound by secrets and desires as dark as obsidian. As their marriage unfolds amidst the glittering social scene of Delhi's elite, Jayasvi finds herself caught between her own ambitions and the shadowy depths of Raghav's world. Can she unravel the mysteries of her husband's heart and navigate the treacherous waters of love and power, or will she be consumed by the obsidian desires that threaten to engulf them both? Obsidian Desire is a tale of forbidden passion and hidden truths, set against the vibrant tapestry of modern India. Dive into a story where every whisper and touch reveals the complexities of a love forged in shadows and the relentless pursuit of ambition.

Gao Tu, a Omega struggling to earn love from his brother Hua Yong finds his career and his secret love for his boss, Shen Wenlang threatened when his brother decides to win over a S Class Alpha while pretending to be an Omega.

What if Gao Tu had entered the wrong room on Banquet Night? Some stories are changed by grand decisions. Others are changed by a single mistake. On a night that was supposed to pass like any other, one wrong turn leads Gao Tu down a path that was never meant to exist. Secrets that had remained hidden begin to surface, carefully laid plans start to unravel, and the future everyone thought was certain slowly drifts away from its intended course. The story was never supposed to go this way. But sometimes the smallest mistake becomes something far more difficult to walk away from. Hua Yong x Gao Tu ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Disclaimer : I do not own ABO Desire or its characters. This is a canon-divergence fanfiction written for entertainment purposes only. Certain events, relationships, and outcomes will differ from the original story.

Theodore Blackthorne does not know how to let go. Not grief. Not betrayal. Not the ghosts that haunt his blood. He chases vengeance with frightening devotion, holding onto every wound until it becomes part of him. Valeska is the opposite. She is cold brilliance wrapped in elegance, untouched by the emotions that consume others. She craves control, admires perfection, and guards her heart so fiercely that even tragedy cannot force it open. He feels too much. She refuses to feel enough. But some people are disasters disguised as destiny. And when obsession meets a woman who fears nothing-not even love-their story becomes more than a tragedy. It becomes a slow unraveling, where the most terrifying thing is not losing each other...It's about who will survive loving the other.

Roxy has spent her entire life trying to be normal. She goes to school, hangs out with her human friends and does everything she can to avoid the wolf beneath her skin. Shifting is an inconvenience she'd rather ignore, even when her parents warn her that fighting her instincts for too long will only make them harder to control. But after an argument leaves her angry enough to run deeper into the forest than she ever intended, Roxy crosses a boundary she didn't know existed. The enormous black wolf that finds her should terrify her. Instead of attacking, he leads her home. When a mysterious new student arrives at school less than two days later, Roxy realizes the forest has been hiding more than she ever imagined. Asher is quiet, infuriatingly observant and far too familiar with the wolf she's spent years pushing away. He belongs to a world of hidden territories, pack rules and instincts Roxy has never understood. The more time she spends with him, the harder it becomes to pretend she doesn't feel the pull of the forest. Or the strange pull drawing her toward Asher. Roxy has always believed she could keep the two halves of her life separate. She's about to discover that some instincts refuse to stay buried.

#1st 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙚 (6/6/26) #9th 𝙄𝙣 𝙃𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚(12/6/26) Rose fell in love with a 𝓓𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵. Breathtaking and Handsome, his beauty just over shadows his evil intents. He has a strange history , mixed with betrayal, brokenpromises and incomplete ceremonies. Sometimes he feels guilty for himself, when he gets irritated by his evil karma. He has completely forgotten... Who he was as a normal human being. Will This end well for Rose? What if he is just seeking some prey? Or... Is he just a broken soul? ☽ ⋇⋆✦⋆⋇　

Grant Mercer made a wish to become the kind of person everyone wanted. He woke up as Grace Han. Beautiful, unfamiliar, and impossible to explain, Grace is everything Grant thought desire was supposed to reward. Strangers look at her differently. Doors open faster. People soften before she says a word. And Sam Keller - Grant's closest friend, roommate, and the one person who knows the truth - starts looking at her in a way neither of them knows how to survive. But being wanted is not the same as being known. Grace still remembers being Grant: angry, lonely, defensive, and convinced that love always came with strings attached. Now she has to live in a body shaped by his fantasies, with a face she does not recognize, a voice that carries a Korean accent she never learned, and a name that feels more real every time someone says it. Sam wants to protect her. Grace wants to trust him. Neither of them knows where care ends and control begins. As Grace's old life begins to fracture, the wealthy collector who once owned the magical die decides she is too rare - and too valuable - to be left in ordinary hands. With her identity, freedom, and heart all becoming harder to separate, Grace has to decide what kind of person she is when everyone else has already decided what she means. The Shape of Want is a slow-burn contemporary transformation romance about desire, identity, found family, objectification, and learning that being loved should not mean being claimed. Status: Complete first draft. Daily updates planned. Reader note: This is a slow-burn romance and psychological drama with fantasy transformation elements. The story has humor, sensuality, emotional intimacy, and romantic tension, but it takes its time with identity, desire, and the consequences of being wanted. Content note: Contains mature themes, sensual sexual content, strong language, gender transformation, racialized objectification, manipulation, power imbalance, and coercive control dynamics.

Quote for this book: There is no greater glory than love, and no greater punishment than jealousy - Unknown. Belladonna Garrow has spent her years watching someone else live the life she always wanted. A life with a loving family, surrounded by loyal friends, radiates happiness, and pulls the attention from all around. While everyone else seems to have a place in the world, Bella is left with loneliness, silence, and a growing bitterness she can go longer ignore or suppress. When she discovers a mysterious book said to grant every wish, fulfill every desire, and answer every selfish thought hidden within its pages, Bella sees an opportunity. Finally, she believes she has a way to rewrite fate in her favor. And take the life she believes she deserves. But some books are not meant to give. Some are meant to take, to teach, and to rectify. And when jealousy guides the pen, the consequences are written in ink that cannot be erased. A short dark fantasy about envy, karma, and the price of wishing for something that isn't yours. Poetic Justice mildly explores themes of envy, emotional neglect, bitterness, and the consequences of selfish desires. If any of this feels too heavy or triggering, I ask that you proceed with caution or not at all.

It's basically a story about my life mixed with imagination of what I thought I would do in another universe if I had the opportunity.

"Adi, I can't believe we're finally married!" Ruhani beamed, her eyes sparkling with the kind of innocent joy that only a bride could possess. ​But the warmth in the room shattered the moment Advait turned to face her. ​"Yes, we're married," he bit out, his voice laced with venom. "But let's get one thing straight: don't you dare think you have the right to invade my personal space." ​Ruhani let out a soft, nervous laugh, brushing it off as a joke. "What are you talking about, Adi? Stop teasing and come to bed." ​She reached out to playfully take his hand, but Advait recoiled as if burned. He swatted her hand away with a violent jerk, his expression twisting into a mask of pure loathing. ​"You're delusional, Ruhani," he spat, leaning into her personal space only to deliver the final blow. "You mean absolutely nothing to me. I only married you for revenge." ​With that, he stormed out, leaving the door slamming behind him-and leaving Ruhani standing in the wreckage of a marriage that was never meant to be a love story. Mature content 🔞 "This is my first story . Give it a try - I promise you won't be disappointed "

Gao Tu spent years surviving as a beta, an omega hidden beneath layers of suppressants and fear. But everything begins to unravel the moment his father catches the scent of sage on him.. (This is my's first ff. plz forgive me 🙏🏼 cuz we are all just small children and English is not my First Language)

𝗚𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝗠𝗲𝗵𝗿𝗮 ℐ 𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁ℯ ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 ℐ 𝒹ℴ𝓃'𝓉 𝓀𝓃ℴ𝓌 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝓰ℴ𝒾𝓃𝓰 ℴ𝓃 𝒷ℯ𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈ℯ ℐ 𝓀𝓃ℴ𝓌 ℐ 𝓁ℴℴ𝓀 𝓰ℴℴ𝒹 𝒹ℴ𝒾𝓃𝓰 𝒾𝓉.*

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞... 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐍𝐢𝐝𝐡𝐢 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭. 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐲𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬... 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐄𝐥𝐬𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐕𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬... 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬:- 𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐞-𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞.

🦋 𝓛𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓪𝓽 𝓶𝓮, 𝓑𝓾𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓵𝔂... "𝓖𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵." Now remember this fvcking face of mine- because from today onwards... you should know exactly who owns your nightmares. 👑🖤 ༺═────────────═༻ 🦋 𝓣𝓲𝓽𝓵𝓲 𝓢𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓶𝓪 soft. silent. shattered. 🎀 A girl who learned too early that screams don't save you... and words only make everything worse. 🥀 Broken by people. Punished by fate. Given away like she never belonged to herself in the first place. 🕊️ ༺═────────────═༻ 👑 𝓐𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓽𝔂𝓪 𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓱 𝓢𝓱𝓮𝓴𝓱𝓪𝔀𝓪𝓽 a man whose silence is more dangerous than violence. 🖤 Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. A man who rules empires with a glance... and destroys people without even raising his voice. 👑 He never wanted love. Never believed in softness. And definitely never wanted a wife. But when his Dadi chose her- he agreed. ✨ Not to love her. Not to heal her. Not to understand her. Only to keep her. 🕯️ ༺═────────────═༻ 🖤 She doesn't speak. 👑 He doesn't feel. And somewhere between his control... and her silence- something dark begins to bloom. 🥀 Something obsessive. Something dangerous. Something neither of them can escape anymore. ⛓️ ༺═────────────═༻ He calls her "Butterfly" 🦋 Like she's delicate. fragile. breakable. Like she belongs in his hands. But what Achintya doesn't know is- ✨ some butterflies don't die inside cages. 🦋 They survive. They wait. And when the time comes- they fly. ༺═────────────═༻ ⚠️ 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞

In a world where everything is a power play, every life a pawn, and every movement observed, what will happen when two of them clash? Ritika Singhania, the Queen to whom his demons bow. She was never the person you'd go to for emotional support or advice. Because for her they didn't exist. Trauma? Choice? Betrayal? Deceit? Nobody knew what caused it. But what everyone did know was that she was the only person who'd kill you for one wrong breath. Veer Choudhary, the Devil who can kill and be killed for her. He was ruthless, feared, and calculated. But he prioritized his family and Kingdom over anything else. He stopped believing in love. WHY? No one asked that. Sparks fly, but not the warm ones, the ones which can set the world on fire. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

It started with a laugh, a glance, and a joke that should have been harmless. Then he appears. Tall, dark, handsome, and impossible to ignore. One look, one careless smile, and suddenly Sierra's predictable world spirals into chaos. First love, betrayals, and heartbreak hits faster than she can keep up. Made You Look is a gripping, high-stakes story of chemistry, desire, broken friendships, and the boy who keeps turning up in your life, no matter what.

Preview... "That's not the point," Jason shot back. "The point is, why the hell do you hate brown eyes so much? Seriously, it's pathological." I leaned back in my chair, watching the steam twist off my cup. "Because they're the most dull and ordinary thing on a face. Nothing that stands out. Nothing worth looking twice at." Jason went silent for a beat. Then he exploded, "One day, you're going to fall for a pair of brown eyes, Royce. And when you do, you're going to be on your knees for those 'ordinary' eyes. Mark my words." I sighed and ended the call without replying. Idiot. Two cities. Two people. One Destiny Noah Royce, born into old money, raised to be the CEO of one of the biggest billion-dollar empires, always hated Brown eyes, why? They are too boring, too ordinary, too common. But never in his life had he imagined he would fall in love with one. Swathy Ramakrishnan, born in a traditional Tamil family in Chennai. Too obedient, too soft, perfect daughter. Her only flaw is her dream. New York. Her plan was simple: get to her dream city, live a little, breathe a little, and come back home before she got addicted. But it was too late.

Loneliness hits different when you yourself are the reason for it🙂