Истории Intenseromance

"William hides in the shadows, behind screens and cables, unseen by the world. Then Est walks into his life-and suddenly, every glance, every breath, every smile belongs to him. Fascination turns into obsession. Protection blurs into possession. Love twists into something dangerous... a shadow that will follow him forever." ⚠️ 🔞 Warning: This story contains yandere themes, obsession, stalking, psychological manipulation, surveillance, unhealthy attachment, and mature content. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

Anvika Singh walks into college with her heart locked and her trust buried deep. A Commerce student who believes emotions are liabilities, she has learned that numbers don't betray-but people do. Shaped by a painful past and a father who failed her, she keeps her world precise, controlled, and free of men. Then there's Rehaan Kapoor. A Science prodigy driven by relentless ambition, Rehaan doesn't just enter rooms-he commands them. Clubs, elections, power structures-he intends to conquer it all. Confident, dominant, and dangerously charismatic, he is everything Anvika distrusts and everything she avoids. When fate forces them into a high-stakes college events, sparks don't fly-they collide. Anvika fights with logic and icy professionalism. Rehaan counters with leadership and control. Every meeting is a battle. Every silence, loaded. But beneath the clashes, something unexpected grows-respect. And then, something far more dangerous. Rehaan's dominance isn't about ego or control-it's about responsibility. Protection. Care shown in quiet moments no one notices-except Anvika. And as her walls begin to crack, she's forced to confront a terrifying truth: the man she's been taught to fear may be the one who understands her the most. Just as trust begins to take root, campus politics turn cruel. Secrets resurface. Reputations hang by a thread. Rehaan is pushed to choose between the future he's fought for and the girl who never believed anyone would choose her. In a world where ambition demands sacrifice, he makes one that changes everything. Because some equations can't be solved with logic alone. Some battles aren't won with power. And sometimes, love is the bravest risk of all.

The Man They Named Dracula The city learned his name the way people learn about storms-after the damage. No one could remember the first rumor clearly. Only the aftermath. A man who lost his company overnight and began speaking to walls. A politician whose career collapsed so perfectly it looked voluntary. A judge who resigned with shaking hands, refusing every interview, as if words themselves had become dangerous. People searched for blood. There was none. No corpses. No headlines clinging to scandal. Just absence. Hollow spaces where certainty used to live. Someone joked once, nervously, that the man behind it all must be Dracula. The name stuck because it explained the sensation-not death. Exsanguination. He drained people of what made them solid. I didn't believe it at first. I believed in patterns, in data, in the arrogance of men with too much power. Then I met him. He didn't arrive like a villain. No theatrics. No cruelty performed for attention. He walked into the room as if he had always belonged there. I introduced myself first. He let me. That should have warned me. "You've heard my name," he said, not a question. "Yes," I replied. "Everyone has." "Then you know the stories are exaggerated." Silence makes most men uncomfortable. It did not touch him. "They think I destroy people," he continued. "That I enjoy it." "You don't?" I asked. He tilted his head slightly, a quiet recalculation. "I enjoy precision. What people lose is incidental." That was when I understood why they called him Dracula.

When fate breaks you once, it doesn't let you go-it follows you across lifetimes. He is danger wrapped in a French accent, trained to kill without remorse. She is devotion and fire, born on the ghats of Banaras, carrying a past she doesn't remember-but her soul does. They were bound once. They died unfinished. Now reborn on opposite sides of the world, pulled together by blood, destiny, and sins that refuse to stay buried. When the Ganga meets the Seine, love isn't gentle. It's lethal. And survival comes at a price.

--- Yash Singh Rajput's life has been a battlefield of loss and revenge. When Rudra, the man responsible for destroying everything Yash held dear, is finally behind bars, it seems the war is over. But some enemies leave marks that no prison can erase. Kashvi Sharma is innocent, brilliant, and completely unaware of the dangerous web that surrounds her. Yet fate and circumstance place her directly in Yash's path. One glance, one shared moment, and a quiet storm begins-because in Yash's world, no one is untouchable, and no debt is ever truly settled. Faced with a choice between justice, control, and obsession, Yash makes a decision that will bind Kashvi to him in ways neither of them could have imagined. As secrets unravel and dangers close in, they discover that some debts aren't paid with money, nor with blood-but with breathing itself. The Debt of Breathing is a gripping tale of revenge, dark romance, and the fragile line between love and power, where every choice has a consequence and every breath counts. ---

She was a trophy. A possession. A widow to her own life while still breathing. Trapped in a gilded cage by the man who orchestrated her parents' murder, Imani has spent eight years as the perfect wife to a Yakuza oyabun-silent, obedient, dead inside. Until him. Hiroshi Matsumoto-her new bodyguard, a former enforcer with blood on his hands and ghosts in his eyes. He's supposed to protect her. Keep her in line. Make sure she never escapes. But somewhere between the stolen glances and the dangerous proximity, between the lies they tell themselves and the truth their bodies can't deny, everything changes. One touch. One kiss. One moment of weakness that will set Tokyo on fire. Because loving her is treason. And she's already carrying the evidence. In a world built on violence and honor, they'll burn it all down for a chance at freedom. ©️ _RelleLebby_//R. L.

💔 One mate betrayed me. Another marked me. I thought being chosen by my Alpha was the beginning of a fairytale. Carl was my everything-my mate, my lover, my forever. Until the night I caught him buried deep inside my best friend. Shattered. Broken. His betrayal carved me open. But under the blood-red moon, the shadows revealed him-the Rogue King. Dangerous. Forbidden. Irresistible. His fangs sank into my neck, burning away Carl's bond, branding me as his. Now I carry two marks. Two bonds. Deadly, yet hurtful. 🔥 And my heart? It might not survive either of them.

"Hum shadi nhi karenge bappu sa" she said in full anger, making her words clear to everyone around. ("We are not getting married, Bappu sa!" ) On the other hand, "Aapko kitni baar smjhana hoga ki koi zarurat nhi h shadi ki. Mai rajay sambhal skata hun ese bhi." He spoke calmly, yet his eyes hinted at something entirely different. ("How many times do I have to tell you, there's no need for marriage. I can manage the kingdom myself." ) Both rode out of the mahal on horseback, escaping from the harsh reality that awaited them. "Kon ho tum? Pehchaan btao!" he demanded, pointing his sword straight at her. (Who are you?) She clashed her sword against his and said, "Ek esi yodha joh tumhe tumhari pehchaan ke baare mai btayegi." (I am a warrior who will reveal your true identity to you.") "Itna ghamand?" he asked, a faint smirk playing on his lips. (So much arrogance) Oopssss... that's it. If you loved it, please read more!

In a city built on secrets, power is inherited-and survival is learned. Caym Delacroix never asked to inherit an empire forged by blood and silence. But when the truth about her lineage surfaces, she's forced into a world where loyalty is fragile, enemies are everywhere, and mercy is a weakness. Zyon Kane knows this world too well. Cold, controlled, and dangerously unreadable, he lives by rules written in violence and restraint. Becoming Caym's protector was never part of the plan. Falling for her was worse. As rival syndicates rise and war inches closer, desire and danger blur into something impossible to escape. Because in a city where power rules everything, loving the wrong person might be the deadliest mistake of all.

A tender, modern queer love story told through Instagram Notes, Notes follows Naina and Aditi as their fleeting 60-character messages, voice notes, and shared memes slowly deepen into a vulnerable, heartfelt connection that turns online banter into something quietly, irrevocably real.

Jacob a soft hearted bad boy stuck between his two personalities when he comes across Yasmin , a girl of his age ; both passionate about their careers encounter a bitter moment before creating beautiful ones. Yasmin becomes Jacob's muse in ways she does not realise. Promising a lifetime of each other's love and company with the ups and downs and disclosure of dark secrets will their love succeed all the hurdles and prove it to be one of a kind or will the burden of a horrific truth end their happily ever after.

Story Description: All she wanted was to retrieve a lost ring. What she found... was him. Navya Oberoi-innocent, sensitive, and craving love-never imagined her path would cross with Rishant Rajput, a powerful, enigmatic man with a past as dark as his eyes. Locked inside his mansion, surrounded by shadows and secrets, Navya finds herself caught in a dangerous dance of dominance and desire. He thinks she's a threat. She sees the broken man beneath the beast. And somewhere between fear and fascination, hatred begins to blur into a dangerously seductive obsession. He wants control. She craves freedom. But hearts don't follow rules... especially when obsession begins to taste like love. 🔞 This story may contain intimidate scene ---

Amelia and Adrian's love story was one for the ages. Together, they embodied the dream of happiness, passion, and shared ambition. Amelia, a stunningly beautiful and fiercely intelligent woman, had built a thriving empire through her sheer determination and vision. Adrian, her devoted husband, complemented her perfectly with his charm, support, and shared drive for success. For years, their union flourished-a seamless blend of love and partnership that seemed untouchable. But their perfect life took a dark turn when Eva entered the picture. Eva was everything Amelia wasn't-cold, calculating, and dangerously alluring. A powerful businesswoman in her own right, Eva exuded a magnetism that masked her darker tendencies. She was wealthy, ambitious, and utterly relentless when it came to getting what she wanted. On the surface, her entry into Amelia and Adrian's world seemed innocent-just another business connection. But beneath her polished exterior lurked an obsession so intense it threatened to destroy everything in its path. Eva's initial interest appeared to be in Adrian. Her sharp wit and seductive presence began to draw him into her orbit, slowly but methodically driving a wedge between him and Amelia. Adrian, unprepared for Eva's manipulative charms, found himself caught in her web, and cracks began to form in his once-unshakable bond with Amelia. The couple began to argue more, their trust eroding as Eva skillfully planted seeds of doubt and insecurity between them. Amelia, however, was no fool. She quickly realized that Eva's influence over Adrian was no coincidence, and her instincts told her that Eva had ulterior motives. What Amelia didn't anticipate was the depth of Eva's obsession-not with Adrian, but with her.

They were never meant to kiss. Never meant to want. Never meant to burn for each other. She hates him-truly, deeply, passionately. Adrian Blackwood, the ruthless businessman who stole her deals, mocked her success, and made a game out of breaking her confidence. He hates her too-at least, that's what he tells himself. But hatred shouldn't feel like this. It shouldn't feel like fire under her skin when he stands too close... or like temptation disguised as a fight every time their eyes lock. One heated argument in a locked boardroom changes everything. Anger turns into attraction. Words turn into sparks. Sparks turn into a kiss that ruins the line they swore they'd never cross. Now they're trapped in a dangerous game where pride is poison, desire is the weapon, and surrender is the one thing neither of them can afford- yet both are secretly craving. In a world of rivalry, ambition, and undeniable chemistry, their biggest battle isn't against each other... it's against the feelings they're terrified to admit. Enemies by choice. Lovers by accident. Fated-whether they want it or not.

This story is sequel to "Falling For You - With All My Heart ".. This story deals with Swara and Sanskar's next phase of life.. You will witness their strong bond and their mutual understanding. And of course their naughtiness and pranks.No one is perfect but this story will make you understand what a relationship should be based on. People think, Relationship is something which is based on trust or promise or care or anything else, but this is not shown in this story. "A relationship is something where a couple will be together even when they are not together. " This doesn't mean SwaSan will not be together, it means how they will deal together.. To know more read second season of falling for you.. If you like my story feel free to drop your comments and votes. This is my first story, so there are lots of mistakes and short forms, pls do bare me. Ignore the typos and enjoy the story.. .

"I just want you, Alamin," she breathes, desperately reaching for him. "I won't let you sacrifice everything you've worked for, for me, Hamida," he says, voice laced with turmoil. •~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ In a world where secrets simmer beneath the surface, an unrelenting passion burns between two souls. Amidst the turmoil of fate and circumstance, they'll stop at nothing to claim what's theirs. Witness the battle for control, dominance, and transformation in a story of love, power, and destiny, where every choice has a profound impact.

Aisha alidhani jiji lingempa uhuru, lakini hatima ilikuwa na mipango mingine. Usiku mmoja, tukio la ajali linamfanya akutane na mwanaume mwenye macho makali na tabasamu lenye siri nzito. Hatima inawaunganisha tena pale ambapo kwa mshangao, anakuwa bosi wake mpya. Yeye ni mwenye nguvu, mwenye mafumbo na hatari-lakini ana mvuto usioweza kuepukika. Aisha ni msichana mnyenyekevu, mwenye ndoto na majeraha ya zamani. Pamoja, wamefungwa na mvuto usiofaa ambao unaweza kuwaponya au kuwaangamiza kabisa. Si kila hadithi ya mapenzi ni salama. Baadhi huandikwa kwenye minong'ono ya mioyo isiyoweza kupuuzia.

About a girl in a park in the middle of a town." Red, curly hair and green eyes. I can see her from the other side of the water." It's pretty much about a girl who gets her eyes on another girl, on the other side of a lake. She continues to go to the park just to look at her. She doesn't bother if she'll never meet the girl on the other side, she just want to look at her and dream about a parallelle universe where they'll be together. Hope you enjoy and stuff. Thx for reading. xoxo and shit

In the chaos of a grand Indian wedding, Aarohi-a reserved designer with a guarded heart-crosses paths with Vivaan, her cousin's charming best friend who hides a past as tangled as hers. What begins with stolen glances and late-night conversations soon turns into a complicated dance of love, longing, and unspoken truths. Set between the bustling lanes of Bangalore and the nostalgic warmth of Nagpur, this slow-burn romance explores what it means to fall in love when the past still lingers-and the future demands courage.