She challenged his pride. He tested her patience. What started as rivalry turned into obsession the kind that burns, scars, and still calls your name in the dark. Arwa and Imran weren't just in love.they were at war.

She wasn't meant to be the bride. But Atharva Raisinghani doesn't take no for an answer. When the bride runs away, Maya's world shatters in a single moment - dragged into a marriage she never chose, bound to a man whose power is feared and whose obsession is far more dangerous than hatred. Atharva doesn't believe in love. He believes in possession. And now... Maya belongs to him. But Maya is not the kind of girl who breaks quietly. Every glare is a challenge. Every touch is a battle. Every heartbeat pulls them deeper into a dark game neither of them is ready to lose. In a marriage built on force, fire, and dangerous attraction... who will surrender first - the ruthless man who claims her... or the girl who refuses to be owned? A soft dark romance where obsession burns, control shatters, and love is anything but gentle. 🖤

"A love story of two souls bound by destiny, brought together by the people who love them, and destined to become each other's peace in a world full of chaos". 👑𝗥𝘂𝗱𝗿𝗮 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵 𝗔𝗱𝗶𝘁𝘆𝗮𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶 He is a king in every sense of the word. The heir to a powerful legacy, a billionaire CEO admired by the world and a feared king of the underworld hidden beneath the shadows. He carries the weight of empires on his shoulders and the responsibility of countless lives in his hands. Protecting his loved ones with his life. Cold, intimidating, and impossible to read. 🌸𝗔𝗱𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗮 𝗢𝗯𝗲𝗿𝗼𝗶 A girl who grew up longing for the love she was denied. Neglected by those who should have cherished her, Adhira learned to stand on her own feet, turning her pain into strength and her loneliness into resilience. Behind her bright smile and sharp tongue is a heart that still hopes for a place to belong. Two hearts. Two different worlds. One destiny. As family ties bind them together, Rudra and Adhira find themselves walking a path neither expected. Between hidden dangers, old scars, unspoken fears, and the chaos surrounding their lives, they slowly become each other's refuge. 𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙝 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙤𝙛 𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙩. And somewhere between duty and destiny, they found a love worth fighting for. 👑 King of the Underworld × Brilliant Hacker 💼 CEO × Student 🖤 Grumpy × Sunshine 😎 Sarcastic x Sassy ✨ Cold Hero × Soft for Her 💍 Arranged Marriage ❤️ Healing & Found Family 🌙 Soulmates Bound by Destiny

"STRIP" Her face paled. She thought she misheard him, so she waited for him to repeat. But he took predatory steps towards her instead. His strides were long, he looked worse than a wild animal, ready to pounce on his prey. "Maine kaha ye kapde apne shareer se utaro." ["I said, take those clothes off."] He roared and in the next stride he held the veil of her saree, pulling it harshly off her body. Tears sprung to her eyes as she shook her head, and gripped the piece of cloth, concealing her dignity. "Please..." She pleaded, choking on a sob, but the more she resisted, the more force he applied. In no time she was stripped of her saree which lay at her feet now and she stood there in her underskirt and blouse, covering herself with her arms, which didn't do much to hide. Crying hysterically, she took steps back, her eyes still staring at the saree which seemed to be her shield a moment ago. But before she could take any more steps, he grabbed her chin and pushed her against the wall with force. He made her look up at him, her eyes teary fearful, while his cold, emotionless. "Ye raat abhi khatam nahi hui hai, abhi toh is chand pe grahan lagna baaki hai..." ["This night is far from over. An eclipse is yet to fall upon this moon."] He snarled and in the next moment, he pulled the strings of her underskirt and tore the buttons of her blouse, now nothing was there to shield her from the monster who was also her husband.

"I didn't choose to love you. I just... can't exist without you." "I'll give you lots of money. Spend a night with me." "Never. I will never let you go." "I want you to marry me." She said no. He threatened her brother. He kissed her without permission. He made her bleed-and then cut his own arm to feel her pain. "I'm a monster. But you're mine." She wears his sindoor. His mangalsutra. His name. She never wanted any of it. "I hate you," she whispers. "I know," he says, weeping at her feet. "But I'll spend my whole life making you love me." "Don't you feel shame?" "I only feel you." A village girl with dreams of becoming a teacher. A ruthless heir who has never been told no. A marriage built on obsession, fear, and a love so dark it destroys everything it touches. He calls her his queen. She calls him her cage. "You can force me to marry you. You can force me to wear your sindoor. But you can never force me to love you." "Watch me, sweetheart. I have forever." VEER RATHORE doesn't love. He possesses. ANANYA doesn't surrender. One temple. One glance. One obsession that will burn the world. "If you take off that bangle,ready to see your brother loses his hands." "If you try to leave, I will find you." "If I can't have you... I will die. And my family will make sure yours dies with me." 💀 Dark Romance | Obsessive Hero | Forced Marriage | Possessive Love ⚠️ He's not the prince. He's the beast who burned the fairy tale. "You are my heart. And a man can't live without his heart." "I will never love you." "Then I will spend forever being worthy of you." "You're a monster." "I'm YOUR monster, sweetheart." "If one drop of his blood falls, I will paint your village with your family's blood." "He grabbed her so hard her bangles broke. She bled. So he cut his own arm to feel her pain." " Sweetheart, You Are Mine" dark Indian romance where love isn't given. It's taken. And once he's seen her face, he will never look away.

𝑨𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒔𝒉 × 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒂 | 29 × 21 I asked for only one thing in my whole life - to be loved. Bas prem hi toh maanga tha, Bhagwan. tu ne mera asli chehra dikha diya Itna sach... itna sach ki ab main khud ko chhoon bhi nahi sakta. I never believed in you. Not really. I used to laugh when people said, "Sab up..ar wale ki marzi hai." But Ish...itha... she bel...liieves. She prays in name of you. She says, "He exists and listens" If you exist... if you're really the reason for existence... then please, I'm begging infront of youu...your not so existent creation is begging infront of you...please do one thing for me. Take her away from me. But please don't hurt her. Please don't let her cry. Please don't let her feel abandoned. Please don't let her feel unwanted. Just... erase me....erase me from every memory... Let her forget that she was ever married to me. Let her forget the sound of my name. Let my face blur in her memories. Let her wake up one morning and not remember the man who ruined her..... . . . A story of a villain who was ready to destroy himself, instead of the world this time...just to see a fucking smile on his wife's face. A Mafia leader vs A Florist. Forced Marriage He fell First and harder Virgin MMC & FMC and a lot more... Peep into the story to know more...and please don't judge the book based on the first few chapters...Because there is a reason why I potrayed him such way..also be ready to hate him to the core in intial chapters and fall madly in love with him in the later.

A girl who believed in the divinity of the heavens. A man who dragged her into the depths of his own hell. Aadhya expected a man like her Mahadev ~a protector who would offer her the peace of the mountains and a love that felt like a prayer. She dreamed of a soulmate who would walk beside her in the light, shielding her with divinity. Instead, the universe gave her a storm. She was a vision of purity in ivory silk until he turned her world into a graveyard. She believed she could outrun the shadow of a man who moves with the grace of a predator and rules with a heart of iron. She thought if she ran far enough, she could find a life where he didn't exist. She was wrong. Ram is a monster to the world, but a slave to his own dark devotion. He doesn't ask for her love; he demands her soul. He is the man who would slaughter a thousand enemies just to keep her heart beating against his own. To him, she isn't just a woman, she is his religion, his sin, and his only path to heaven. Now, trapped in a cage of gold and marked by his own blood, Aadhya faces a terrifying betrayal: Her own heart. "Is this your love? This Butchery?" she choked out, her fingers curling into his gore-stained shirt. "You aren't a protector. You're a monster who found an excuse. I hate you for making me love a killer!" He didn't flinch. He only pulled her closer, his obsidian eyes burning with a hollow, terrifying possessiveness. "Scream your hate into my mouth, while I'm deep inside you, JAAN. Because tonight, the Killer is the only one, who will stay on his knees, just to taste your surrender" In a house built on ancient sins, she must decide: will she fight the man who destroyed her world, or will she surrender to the shadows that promise to keep her safe? Step into the Darkness with me... [A Dark Romance Book ~ Strictly 18+]

Some stories are written in blood. Some sins are sacred. Aradhya Rathore - orphaned by fate. Raised by her mother's family, yet never truly accepted. She lives in a house full of people... but none she can call her own. Surrounded by tradition, drowned in silence, she learned early that love was a word people used but never meant. Shravansh Thakur - cold, calculating, and dangerously calm. A devout Bhole Nath follower raised with one purpose: to destroy the family that took away the only person he ever loved. He doesn't believe in hearts, only in revenge... until Aradhya is forced into his world. A marriage wrapped in lies. Two souls bound by a past soaked in blood. And a truth waiting to set fire to everything they touch. ______ "I hate you... I hate your presence near me," she whispered, voice trembling, eyes burning with defiance. He stepped in, close enough to taste her breath. "And I hate myself... for loving the way your lips move when you lie to me." ______ Coming soon. A story where love is a weapon, and desire is the sweetest sin. Aradhya: His Sacred Sin - where devotion meets destruction.

She was too pure for a cruel world - a quiet girl with a soft heart and silent strength, surviving more than she ever spoke of. He ruled the shadows. A billionaire in daylight. A ruthless mafia king by night. Feared by enemies. Obeyed by all. Mercy was never part of his empire. Until her. When their worlds collide, he is drawn to her light - her innocence, her kindness, the fragile warmth he never knew he needed. To him, she becomes something sacred... an angel he refuses to corrupt, yet cannot resist claiming. But loving her means dragging her into a world of danger, power, and betrayal. And for the first time in his life, the man everyone fears discovers the only thing more terrifying than his enemies... is losing the girl who makes him human. He owns the underworld. She owns his soul. 💔

"𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫." [Slow update] They say love feels like sunlight after winter. But no one warns you - sometimes, it burns. Sometimes, it scars. I never asked for obsession, for manipulation, or for love that feels like poison. He came like wildfire - raw, relentless, unapologetic. My first. My beautiful mistake. He was dangerous in the most beautiful way. Gentle with me, brutal with the world. Every moment with him was comfort laced with chaos. His love? Honey laced with venom - sweet, addicting, and lethal. He didn't cross lines. He erased them. In his madness, I mistook devotion. In cruelty, I saw protection. How do you run from someone who'd bleed to keep you breathing? He saw the cracks no one else noticed. Whispered promises in the dark. And a part of me clung to them. In his arms, the world ceased to exist. But the next storm didn't come with fire. It came in silence. He arrived like a shadow - watching, waiting, suffocating. He didn't touch me - not yet. But I felt him, like smoke in my lungs. He studied me. Then he moved. And when he did, everything changed. He didn't want to love me. He wanted to rewrite me. His silence screamed louder than words. He wanted me to destroy myself for him. Now, I'm torn between two kinds of insanity: One who would ruin the world to protect me. Another who would ruin me to make me his world. And I can't tell the difference anymore. They circle me like wolves, each calling it love. But love was never meant to feel like this. Was it? I used to believe love was a gift. Now I know - it's a gamble. A bloody one. And in this game of obsession and betrayal, I'm no longer sure who the real villain is. Because when both players would kill you for love... What does that make you?