Forcedrelationship Stories

Silk saree. Diamond necklace. Red lips. A wealthy man's possession. A mistress. Her fingers slowly touched the fading bruise near her collarbone before quickly moving away, as though even she could not bear touching herself anymore. Outside the locked bedroom, laughter and music echoed through the mansion halls. Another party. Another night where powerful people would stare at her with curiosity, pity, or hidden mockery. "That's Abhinandan Varada's mistress" "She used to be a classical dancer, right?" "What a waste." The whispers never ended. Ahalya closed her eyes tightly. Once, people looked at her with admiration. Now they looked at her like sin A knock came at the door. "Madam,""Sir is calling you downstairs." Her stomach tightened instantly. Fear had become instinct now. Ahalya wiped her tears before they could fall and forced herself to stand. No matter how broken she felt... He would still call. And she would still go. Because Abhinandan Varada always got what he wanted. Always. She slowly walked through the grand corridors of the mansion that looked more like a golden cage than a home. Guards lowered their heads as she passed. No one met her eyes. No one dared. There Abhinandan sat lazily on the couch, glass of whiskey in one hand, looking powerful enough to own the entire world. And maybe he did. But the moment his eyes landed on her, something dangerous softened in his expression. "There you are, little doe." The endearment made her chest ache. A year ago, she had been a rising dancer with dreams in her eyes. Now she trembled hearing a man call her with affection. He opened one arm toward her casually. "Come here." Ahalya stood frozen. Every instinct inside her wanted to run. But there was nowhere left to run anymore. Because the cruelest thing about Abhinandan Varada was not his power. Not his anger. Not even the darkness inside him. It was the way he destroyed her life... And then loved her among the ruins.

He's cold, powerful, and broken. XX She's fiery, kind, and fighting for her future. Reyansh Raizada doesn't let anyone near his son-not after losing the only woman he ever loved. Arjun barely speaks, and Reyansh's world is built around protecting him. Then Ishita comes along-a teacher with a secret past and a heart bigger than her pain. When Arjun bonds with her, Reyansh's icy walls start to crack... but he won't make it easy. "Stay away from my son." His voice is sharp, his eyes colder than steel. "One more tear from him, and you'll regret it." She's no stranger to battles. "I'm not afraid of you, Reyansh." Forced into a marriage neither wanted, trapped under the same roof, can these two broken souls find light in each other-or will their pasts destroy them both? Hate. Pain. Fire. Love. Welcome to their story. ________________________________________ Mature Themes | Obsession | Hate-to-Love | Grumpy vs Sunshine "You are not my lover," he growls. "Then why do I belong to you?" she questions. ________________________________________ Contains Hindi dialogues with translations

Riddhi Doshi - 18 years old, first year bcom student of Singhania College. She is Introvert, shy, smart, hardworking sincere just want to study and achieve something in her life. Does not like attention, want to complete her college without being noticed. Rishabh Singhania - 21 years old, third year bcom student of Singhania college, his father is trustee of the college. He is rich, spoiled, extrovert, handsome, extremely smart, not serious with the life and does not want to do anything. Wherever he goes the spotlight follows. Life will take an unexpected turn, when college's most wanted boy starts taking interest in college's invisible girl. Unknowingly, Rishabh's love suffocated Riddhi which resulted in heartbreak. Will this heartbreak separate them ? Or it will be the start of something new. Dive into the story to know how Riddhi falls for Rishabh who has completely changed himself from Red flag to Greenest forest ever. A Love.. that got it happy ending after 9 years. Tropes : Richboy x middleclassgirl Popularboy x Invisiblegirl Senior x Junior Boss x employee He falls first and harder Rishabh x Riddhi Rankings #1 in office romance on 31/03/26 #1 in college stories on 05/04/26 #1 in Indian Love Stories on 14/04/26 #1 in boss and employee on 16/04/26 #1 in Second Chance on 22/04/26 #1 in Heartbreak on 29/04/26

Two strangers. One vow. No way out. She didn't choose him. She didn't want this life. But when the doors closed and the cameras stopped flashing, Meera found herself alone with Ravan. The man who now held her future in his hands. Every time she tries to pull away, he pulls her closer. Every time she tries to find the exit, he stands in the way. "I'm leaving when the year is over," she whispers, her voice trembling. Ravan's eyes darken as he traps her against the cold marble wall, his tall frame casting a shadow over her. "Look at me," he commands. "There is no clock ticking here. There is no 'after.' You are the wife of Ravan now... and I don't let go of what belongs to me." (New chapters will be released every Tuesday and Friday at 6:30 PM IST. Mark your calendars so you don't miss a single moment of the drama!)

Samrat had Vaidehi pinned between himself and the wall. There was no softness in his grip-only a dangerous kind of intensity that felt more like possession than love. He kept kissing her again and again, as if he had completely lost control over himself.

"I'm not a man of many words... солнышко," he said softly, the Russian endearment curling off his tongue like smoke-sweet, but choking. "Come closer." She hesitated, her body trembling, tears spilling soundlessly down her cheeks. He watched her, the way fear made her small, fragile-beautiful in a broken way. She rose, slow as a confession, and walked to him because something in his smile promised shelter and tasted like a lie. He leaned in, close enough to feel his breath, and I saw the patient cruelty behind his eyes. "Now," he murmured, his voice turning colder, heavier, "tell me... what did you do to make me want to cut your leg?" The room went still, except for her quiet gasps. He tilted his head, studying her face as if searching for the moment she would break. ............................................................... Linda finally gets her big break - a visa sponsorship job at the Lincoln Foundation. She's placed with the Adams family, a kind couple who welcome her with open arms and treat her like the daughter they never had. Their home is beautiful, their hearts warm, and for the first time, Linda feels a sense of belonging. But everything changes the night of a business party hosted by Mr. Adams. There, she meets Arseny - and from that moment, her dream life slowly turns into a haunting nightmare.

he wants a pawn. for a property deal of his dead grandfather.the condition is only married heir has right to claim the property. he wants a wife that don't interrogate his life.... he decided to cage a innocent soul that not intefear in his life. he saw her at cafe and decides to take move..... "please don't hurt my mom" she begging on her knees "then Marry me" he orders. "if you want your mother alive, then marry me aarohi , or else--" he threats .. will he has feelings for her? will she Happy in this forced marriage? will they be together in future? ..

TRIGGER WARNING‼️‼️ This book is not ordinary dark romance novel . It contains sensitive themes , abuse , sexual assaults , murder and what not. READ WITH CAUTION ‼️‼️ Elise Laurent A simple orphan girl from a modest performance company, Elise believed her transfer to Russia was the break of a lifetime. She arrived with naive hope, unaware that she had been lured into a landscape where "targets" are marked for death and blood is the only currency. During her debut, the music was silenced by a horrific killing spree that turned the ballroom into a slaughterhouse. In her blind terror to escape the carnage, she ran straight into the arms of a monster, realizing too late that she had traded her freedom for a cage in the devil's shadow. Adrien Zverev Adrien is the most terrifyingly powerful man in Russia, a master manipulator who treats the entire nation like a chessboard under his cold command. He is not merely wealthy; he is a predator of lethal sophistication, a man so dangerous that his whisper can end a life and his whim can topple empires. When he saw Elise, a dark, suffocating obsession took root that no law or mercy could restrain. He is a man who thrives on total, violent control, and he has decided that Elise is a prize he will never release, no matter how many lives he has to destroy to keep her or destroy her only.

Book 1 of 'Obsessed Love' series Meet Ekansh Rai, India's most feared mafia king and number one businessman. His heart is forged in steel, fueled by hatred for his father, Mahindra Rai. Mahindra's infidelity destroyed Ekansh's family, driving his mother, Nalini, to suicide. Ekansh vows to protect her legacy. To ensure his stepmother, Nisha, doesn't inherit Nalini's property, Ekansh signs a contract: he must marry and produce an heir within two years. If he fails, Nisha inherits everything. Enter Samyuktika, a beautiful and innocent middle-class girl. Her family faces financial ruin, unable to afford her grandmother's cancer treatment. Mahindra offers aid but at a steep price: her hand in marriage to Ekansh. Trapped in a web of power, revenge, and desire, Ekansh and Samyuktika must navigate their complicated pasts and uncertain futures. Will Ekansh's darkness consume me Samyuktika, or will she be his redemption? Warnings: Mature themes, strong language, ¹. Chapters: Completed Updates: Regular Start reading to unravel the tangled web of love, power, and obsession! Some possible hashtags: #HisDarkObsession #MafiaRomance #ForcedMarriage #BillionaireLoveStory #IndianFiction #RomanceNovel #Drama

*Dark Romance* She hated violence, criminals, blood- the whole racket. She found freedom in singing. She was 21, always kept away from men. He ruled through fear, rose through blood. He found excitement in violence. He was 40, married to a beautiful wife called Ulfat. Young Mehrunissa wanted nothing but a life away from the dirt of politics and crime. But would it be possible when the Sher-E-Baloch, laid eyes on her, wanted her? They said what he wanted, he always got. What he could not get? He claimed....ruthlessly....fiercely....dangerously. NOTE:- I, in no manner glorify the actual Rehman Dakait, who was responsible for various crimes. This is based on the Indian Movie Dhurandhar, potrayed by Akshay Khanna. I do not know a lot about Indian or Pakistani culture, but will try my best so some details may be here or there. Please bear with me.

At Westbridge Academy aka ' school for the elite' , rumors are a currency. Legacy students inherit power, rich kids inherit futures, and scholarship students learn quickly that success only makes people watch you harder. India Valeria Garcia knows exactly where she stands. She's the scholarship girl. The smart one. The girl teachers love, students tolerate, and rumors quietly orbit around. Until someone frames her for cheating. Suddenly, the girl once admired for being brilliant becomes the school's favorite scandal. Anonymous threats, ugly rumors, fake evidence, and a reputation falling apart faster than she can fix it. Everyone seems eager to watch her fail. Everyone except Aston Vale. Westbridge's golden boy. Annoyingly perfect. Suspiciously observant. And somehow always there when her world gets worse. India doesn't trust him. Mostly because people like Aston don't randomly care about girls like her. And definitely not enough to ruin themselves trying to save one.

*Hades x Persephone, but make it Inca.* Embittered and disillusioned with the gods she once loved, Illari Amaru swears to be their undoing. But how does a priestess kill a god? Leveraging her knowledge of ancient blood rites, human sacrifice, and forbidden magic, Illari discovers the one thing Supay (the trickster god of death) wants more than human souls--a chance to create life. Supay has no heart, so she bargains hers--help her kill the emperor of Tawantinsuyu in exchange for her life. Only, things don't quite go to plan. What happens when a mortal woman, hellbent on revenge, steals his heart? #1 in Latin America #2 in Gods of Mischief #3 in God of Death #6 in Blood Magic #5 in Persephone #4 in Ancient History #19 in Romantasy

"Be my girlfriend" From the moment you laid eyes on him you never wanted to cross his path, but when a silly mistake brought you two together, he ends up asking you out in hopes of getting back with his ex... what do you do when you actually end up falling for him? Read on to find out.

Aarya Sharma is desperate to save her father. Aarav Khanna needs the perfect fake wife. One contract changes everything. Forced into a one-year marriage with the cold billionaire CEO, Aarya enters a world of luxury, secrets, and dangerous emotions. The rules were simple: • No love • No emotions • No interference in each other's lives But living under the same roof makes pretending harder than expected. Especially when fake feelings begin to feel real. In a marriage built on lies, will love destroy them... or save them?

In Mumbai's shadowed underworld, Vihaan Rai Singhania controls empires with a single command-ruthless, analytical, and feared. To the world he's a billionaire heir with immaculate manners; in the dark he's the Rai Singhania don, cold and untouchable. Trust is his currency, and he rarely spends it. Siya Khurana enters his orbit under the guise of an event planner-sharp, composed, and impossible to read. But behind her calm precision lies a mission for revenge, tied to a brother everyone believes to be an ordinary professor. Siya plays the long game-observing, infiltrating, and lying with elegance. Their collision begins a controlled war of manipulation, suspicion, and growing obsession. As Siya infiltrates the Rai Singhania mansion and earns the family's trust-especially fragile Aditi and warm Dadi-Vihaan realizes too late that the girl he wants close might be the one aiming for his downfall. Marriage becomes a battleground, secrets become leverage, and love threatens to ruin both their strategies. Vihaan Rai Singhania - the calculating don; feared in silence, respected in society; loyal only to family; dangerous when curious. Siya Khurana - the infiltrator with a spotless mask; driven by vengeance; skilled at reading people; torn between mission and emotion. Troops: Vihaan x Siya Enemies x Lovers Suspicion x obsession Mafia x Civilian Businessman x Psychologist Forced Marriage Dominance x Resistance

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐍𝐘𝐑𝐀 𝐱 𝐕𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆 She once dreamed of marrying Him. Not for revenge. Not for hatred. But for love. Love from that childhood. Genuine. Pure. Until the night that changed everything. Years later, she returns with a heart full of scars and a plan carefully built on betrayal. She will marry him, step into his world, and watch it crumble from the inside. But Vedang doesn't see an enemy. He only see his Littlehead, whom he thought he lost years ago. Without knowing the truth behind her identity, he finds himself helplessly drawn to her-obsessed, captivated, and hopelessly in love. And every time he calls her "little head," something from past threatens to break the wall. Because revenge is simple. But loving the man you swore to destroy... is not. But by the time the truth surfaces and He founds his family member's murderer. You all will ask- who destroyed whom? NYRA DHAWAN x VEDANG SINGHANIA

Ira Verma never imagined her new job would land her inside the cold, echoing walls of the Rathore estate-a mansion guarded by silence, secrets, and the brooding presence of the man she's been hired to care for. Devraj Singh Rathore, heir to one of the most powerful families in India, is feared by many and understood by none. Bound to a wheelchair after a brutal attack, he shows no emotion, no warmth... and certainly no interest in the woman tending to him. At least, that's what Ira believes. What she doesn't know is that behind his still gaze lies a storm-dark, obsessive, and dangerously fixated on her. He watches when she's not looking, collects pieces of her she never gave, and burns with jealousy every time his younger brother dares to flirt with her. But Ira has a life outside this mansion. A fiancé her family chose. A future she thought she wanted. Devraj is done pretending. And when obsession begins to crack through restraint, Ira must face a chilling truth: You can only run so far... when the one who craves you is already inside your world.

With her eyes held down she entered the room. It smelled of him. Cigarettes and sex. Slowly she raised her eyelids from the ground and looked at him. He was sitting there proudly like a king with a glass of liquor in his hand and a winning smirk drew on his lips. A few men who were his friends and colleagues were sitting around him, looking at her wet figure with hungry eyes. However her eyes were threaded only to his. She was numb, with nothing in her mind, heart or soul. She was bare of every feeling. Raising her hand she untucked the edge of her saree which was saving her dignity till now but soon it was on the floor, leaving her only in her red blouse and petticoat which were sticking to her body like second skin. "Bechne aayi hu khud ko...kharidoge ?" "I am here to offer myself...will you take me ?" She said, her lips quivering not a bit as she stared deep into his dark hazel eyes. Shivoham smiled, rising on his feet. All the men went out of the room, closing the room behind them. With the same handsome smile on his lips Shivoham walked to her and stood in front of her half naked self. With his eyes he drank the sight of every inch of her body. However suddenly the smile of his lips dropped when he found her head partition filled with the color red. His eyes narrowed at the red colour on her head, he despises it the most. Taking out a white napkin from his blazer's pocket he pulled her to him, crashing her soft body to his chest. Chandni flinched but did not say anything. "Perfect. Now you are looking like my whore." Shivoham smiled, wiping every tint of the color red from her head. ...

He suddenly pinned me on his bed as fear crawled over me. I struggled to get out of his grip " You're making me hard sweetheart,stop struggling", he warned but I kept struggling, his eyes got more darker,"Stop orelse I'm gonna fuck that tight little virgin hole of yours so hard that you won't able to walk for weeks".I stopped and looked at him ,he looked as a pure devil ,so dangerous .Not able to bear his monstrous side, I saw black dots infront of me as I closed my eyes letting the darkness consume me. What happens when a devil finds his love in an innocent angel? Pihu Varma, A 19 years old, loved and cherished all her life by her parents and an elder brother. Beautiful, cute and lovely nature. Moving to a new city with her family , thinking that the new city will bring her new hopes and so much happiness, but the hopes get crushed when the devil enters her life. Rajveer Oberoi, A 27 years old , well known technology business man .Has only a brother as his family . Handsome, mysterious and cruel. Had no hopes in love, but fell for an angel and now is determined to make her his. His Flower.

For the fans of : 𝕱𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖍 𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖌 and 𝐻𝒶𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝒫𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 Here comes a fantasy story with desi, fictional and historical touch "𝓗𝓮𝔂 𝔀𝓲𝓯𝔂" he said "𝓢𝓱𝓾𝓽 𝓾𝓹 , 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 " she replied Eraya the princess of Mewar along with her companion Arol the most fierce and abnormally large even for wolfs finnally decide to join RUNE even with all the protests; she needs to find the truth of her mother's death and as much as she may pretend to not care, she does misses her forced fiance will she be able to know the truth the Wolves and their humans are hiding from public and in this case most of the royals Will she be able to save everyone she cares for No matter what but their is only one assurity he will not leave her They are together in this They need to be , and as much as he hates it he knows that there are somethings he's not allowed to tell her she needs to find it on her own , he knows that she can but will she trust him after knowing the whole truth and does he knows the whole truth in the first place or just an illusion of it. Let's find out together