He rules with blood and weapons. She believes in fairy tales and forever. Yuvaan Singh Rathore is a man carved from ice and violence. As the ruthless Nawab of his district, he only knows how to use his fists, fire guns, and settle bloody village disputes with a single growl. He doesn't believe in love, he despises the idea of a family, and he swore he would never let a woman tie him down to a marriage bed. Pankhuri Sharma is a sweet girl who has daydreamed about her wedding day since she was a little girl. Growing up watching the beautiful, deep love her parents shared, she craved that exact same romance for herself. She wants the late night whispers, the soft touches, and a husband who cherishes her above everything else. Then, an arranged marriage binds them together. But the man she marries is nothing like the husband she dreamed of. Will Yuvaan be able to overcome the deep scars of his past and give Pankhuri the fairy tale life she always dreamed of? Or will his violent world and suffocating possessiveness shatter her dreams completely? ⋆｡°✩｡⋆ ✦ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: [ 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 ] ✦ 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐈𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 (𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭), 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞/𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

This story is only for 18+ and for the open minded ones. If you are neither, then bubye. 🔞👋 ********** RUDRA SINGH SINGHANIA I opened the door of my room harshly and found her standing there facing the balcony. The file was on the bed and I walked towards her fuming. "You couldn't do one simple thing? Can't you come to the office and deliver a file? How hard is it? Now because of your carelessness, we lost the deal. Can't you even be of some use? Marrying you seems like hell already." ********** DEV SINGH SINGHANIA "What is it?" "Iampregnant." I spoke in one go. He shook his head as if trying to break those words. "What?" "I. Am. Pregnant." He abruptly stood up from the stool, making it fall down with a thud. He ran his hand through his hair and took a deep breath. "Abort it." ********** VED SINGH SINGHANIA "I fell in love with a girl who fought for herself. But now I find a woman who doesn't care about others except her own self." "Ved, I am sorry." "Your sorry can never heal what you broke." ********** Story of three brothers and their journey of love, life and happiness. Filled with smut,🔞 so read at your discretion.

They hated her. He destroyed her. Aimie was never wanted- not by her family... not by the world. And yet- she still chose to love him. David was her only hope. The only person she believed could save her. She was wrong. Because the man she loved... became the reason she broke. Slowly. Silently. Completely. And when love turns into pain- some girls don't fight. They disappear. And the worst part? No one notices they're gone. Not all love stories are meant to be saved. Some are meant to destroy you. 3# brokenfemallead(06/05/2026) 2# brokengirl(06/05/2026) 4# coldmalelead(06/05/2026) 7# regret (06/05/2026) 76# brokengirl out of 201k storys

this might come across as another attempt for romanticize abuse but have faith and read till the end Amal's pov: "please leave me" i pleaded to him but he just tightened his grip on my hand. "why?" he asked clenching his jaw staring at me and that was enough for me to get scared , he came closer to me and holding both my hands he pushed me towards him "i am asking you something, why should i not touch you?" i looked down trying to blink away my tears scared of the fact that if he sees me crying, i dont know what will he do. "just please i cant do this" I tried to explain my voice broken and shaky "I.Am.Asking" he paused and digged his finger deeper in my arms, "WHY!!!!??" he yelled i flinched and started shaking furiously "because its haram" i said and started sobbing he left my both hands and held my face in his hand squeezing my cheeks painfully, while I trembled in his arms, "are you really that Muslim who cares about haram and halal?" i felt like he slapped me, i looked at him shocked tears pooling out of my eyes, he took a deep breath trying to calm himself "i own you amal sweetheart but since you keep saying its haram, i am going to marry you and then i will see what excuse you have, now take rest darling you are going to be my bride today" with that he threw me on the bed and left and i just sobbed over my condition and started praying to allah to save me. Hi! i am neelam, This book is my first book and here's a sneak peak of the story if people want to read it I'll continue its just a peek if this gets some views I'll start writing amd uploading more and proper chapters

Please... don't do this." Only he could hear me. but he ignored my plea . i know he can hear but he didn't listen. god please stop this I don't want to be with him please god but seems like god also couldn't hear me or he doesn't want to hear me . The priest's voice echoed through the quiet hall, solemn and commanding "Do you take Mr. Advika Rathod to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love, honor, and cherish her for as long as you both shall live?" He said confidently, "Yes, I do." The priest then turned to me. I could feel my tears slipping silently down my cheeks, my body trembling with fear and exhaustion. "Do you take Aviraj Ranawat to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love, honor, and cherish him for as long as you both shall live?" I opened my mouth to deny, to scream, but his cold, piercing stare froze me in place. My heart thudded violently in my chest, and my voice came out as a broken whisper: "Ye... yes... I... do..." The priest pronounced, "You are husband and wife. You may now kiss." --------------------- Author's Note This book is a work created entirely by me. Every character, scene, emotion, and storyline comes from my own imagination and effort. Please do not copy, reproduce, or claim any part of this work as your own. Respect the time, creativity, and dedication that went into building this story. Content & Age Warning (18+) This book is strictly intended for mature readers aged 18 and above. It contains intense themes, emotionally heavy situations, dark elements, and mature relationship dynamics that may not be suitable for younger audiences. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you are sensitive to possessive behavior, morally grey characters, psychological tension, violence, or mature romantic situations, please proceed with caution. By continuing to read, you acknowledge that you understand the nature of this content and are comfortable engaging with mature themes. And Please ignore my mistakes .

Warning: This story contains non- consensual sex, sexual assault, domestic violence and emotional manipulation A Tale of Betrayal, Jealousy, and Injustice in a Traditional Household In the suffocating confines of the Sharma household, Aradhya has spent six years as the devoted first wife, managing every aspect of domestic life single-handedly. Despite her unwavering dedication and gentle nature, she carries the burden of being unable to provide an heir-a failure that haunts both her and the family's expectations. When Radhika arrives as the second wife, specifically chosen to fulfill what Aradhya cannot, the household's dynamics shift dramatically. Pregnant with the long-awaited heir, Radhika becomes the golden child of the family, while Aradhya's worth diminishes in everyone's eyes. Consumed by jealousy and insecurity, Radhika orchestrates a cruel deception. She poisons kheer that Aradhya lovingly prepared as a peace offering, then falsely accuses her of attempted murder. The accusation leads to a brutal beating that leaves Aradhya broken and imprisoned, while the family readily believes the worst of their hardworking daughter-in-law. When Vijay finally uncovers the truth, he expects justice. Instead, he discovers something far more devastating-a family so blinded by their desire for an heir that they're willing to sacrifice an innocent woman's dignity and well-being to protect their precious hope for the future. Character Dynamics Aradhya: The tragic protagonist whose years of silent service and devotion count for nothing when measured against her inability to conceive Radhika: The manipulative second wife who uses her pregnancy as both weapon and shield Vijay: A man torn between his growing understanding of his first wife's worth and his family's expectations Meena: The matriarch whose desperation for an heir blinds her to basic human decency Priya and Anandi: Family members who witness injustice but remain complicit in the system

A silent wife. A controlling husband. A home that feels like a prison. Tulasi endures it all-until motherhood begins to change something within her. Because this time... it's not just about her anymore. Content Warning: This story contains themes of domestic abuse, emotional trauma, marital violence, and sensitive situations that may be distressing for some readers. Reader discretion is advised.

Vashista , a 21 year old who finished 12th class, since then she is restricted to home and responsibilities. A very warm kind hearted woman. Devaraj, a 27 year old man who works in fileds and lives on his own as he doesn't have parents but a very stoic and cold hearted person but beneath all that he craves for love and affection. When Vashista and Devaraj gets married will they find love and be happy? Will vashista manage to make her way into Devaraj's heart? Will love ever bloom in their lifes? Dive into to know more!

Jenny is a high schooler, she is 14 years old. At school she gets bullied a lot, there's this senior, Jace at her high school he's 18 but he was her biggest bully and one day he takes it too far... He traps her into a marriage... Find out if she ever escapes or finds her peace. I don't promote or think that any of the themes should be inflicted or brought upon anyone. This story contains graphic content and contains an abusive relationship, forced marriage and sex. Not intended for children viewers.

She had no idea that meeting him would be the beginning of her worst nightmare. He was destruction in human form, he was her nightmare. ⁠益⁠ Story of a villain ⚠️Warning to all of the readers, The story contains dark theme. It is not a normal content, i wrote 21+ for a reason, the story is going to have many vulgar, dirty sex, violent abuse scenes and when I said alot, that means alot, the main lead is not a good man in any way, neither any character in this story. I don't normalise anything neither support it. It is an adult content so read it to your own risk. DO not report my book or i will take my other books down as well.