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He tore open her blouse, his voice a dark, possessive growl. "Ab tu meri hui..." ["Now you are mine..."], "...teri har saas..." ["...your every breath..."], "...teri har dadkan..." ["...your every heartbeat..."], "...tera yeh jism..." ["...this body of yours..."], "...in sab mein bus mera haq hain." ["...in all of this, only I have the right."] Vamika stood paralyzed, a silent scream trapped in her throat. Every shred of resistance had been stripped away, leaving only the hollow shell of surrender. She was his to claim, his to break. And as his shadow fell over her, he did. Now he owned her. Completely. Can an arrogant village headman ever truly fall for the daughter of his lender-the woman he married by force? Or will his "love" remain nothing more than a dark, consuming obsession? Will Vamika remain just a pawn in his game, a collateral for debts and power... or can she become something more, something real to him? Can their marriage ever transform from a cold, calculated deal into a true union of hearts... or is it doomed to remain a cage of control and desire?

A short story about the struggle of a middle class girl

Chapters out at least once a week. A dark story about being abused by twin brother and escaping it. Trigger warning for abuse in this story. This was difficult to go through so please don't read this or continue to read this if it could trigger you.

. ۪ ׄ ✧ 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑶𝒏𝒆 ۪ ׄ ✧ ❝ 𝘾𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 ❞ Husband × Wife Teacher × Student "He was the storm she never saw coming; she was the calm he never thought he'd crave." Minnie lived in a world of quiet dreams, where love was meant to be soft, gentle, and kind. But Siddharth? He was none of those things. Ruthless, obsessive, and dangerously possessive, he saw Minnie as his-long before she ever realized it herself. Trapped in a web of fate she never knew she had been into, Minnie struggles to break free from the man who claims to love her in a way that suffocates as much as it consumes. But Siddharth doesn't understand the meaning of letting go. He is a man who takes what he wants, and all he wants is her. A tale of control and defiance, desire and fear. Will she find herself surrendering to the very darkness she tried to run from? - Read more to find out 🌹 #1 Toxic #1 student #1 younggirl

"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.

This is the story of Adheer Ranawat and Barkat Mishra. Adheer Ranawat is a spoiled brat but extremely handsome. Being from the richest family in Mumbai, girls in college hover around him. Known as a playboy and the most wanted man among girls, Adheer falls head over heels for Barkat Mishra at first sight. What will happen when Barkat learns the truth about Adheer? Will she accept his obsession, or will she, a girl who firmly stands by her principles, reject Adheer Ranawat? To find out, read "Possessive For You".

Pond X Phuwin Warning: An age-gap, dark romance exploring the twisted bond between art, control, and captivity.Stockholm Syndrome!! "Do you think I liked you just because you're good at drawing?" Pond whispers, his hand wrapped around his throat. "No. You were broken. And I... I saw in you everything I hated about myself. And that's why I want you now-only for me. Draw for me. Live for me. Breathe only for me."

This book is continuation of Not your fairytale

I was standing infront of a mirror only in my red skirt and blouse . He give me a red saree to wear it . tears flowing from my eyes like river but after making me wearing a saree . He sat me infront of mirror and started wearing me jewellery . He applied red lipstick on my lips and said seductive " you look really fuckable in red colour . I replied crying " please let me see my brother . he was very sick . let me go to the hospital for once . Hearing me he slapped really fast on my face and fist my hair tightly . he said and anger dripping from his voice " you dare to talk back . you just forget your po place infront of me . tell me who are you ? tell me whom you belong . I hissed in pain and replied " I'm your doll . I'm only belong to you ..I'm only yours . top - Taehyung bottom - jungkook mafiya dark romance secret love revange mystery hate to love lots of drama and villian planing too .

Love is a fickle thing. Strange, frustrating, and somehow bizarrely rewarding. Snout learns this the hard way when his world comes crashing down, dumped, discarded, and left watching his ex run off with someone who looks suspiciously familiar and just when he thinks he's at rock bottom, a new dilemma presents itself: what if the only person who truly understands his heartbreak is... himself? With Star offering cryptic, sappy wisdom, an overbearing Twisted admirer staking his claim, and a secret that could send the whole center into a panic, Snout finds himself asking the one question no one should ever have to ask- "Is it normal to fall in love with yourself?" This story is a Dandy's World AU that takes place in the Night Shift universe. The character's personalities and physical appearances can and will differ from their canon counterparts. Updates: Wednesdays Content Warning: This story explores darker themes, including relationship abuse, mental and physical abuse. While all content is written and handled as tastefully as possible, some scenes may still be triggering to readers. Please read with care and check the content warnings listed at the start of each chapter.

He squeezed her cheeks together, he asked, "What will you get by going away from me?" His hand got tighter as he was pinning her to the wall with the help of his other hand securing her waist. He whispered, "Lavina.... What will you get?... why so prideful? hu?" Her eyes only showed pain, he knew all of it. But did he caused all of it? No he didn't? Zavier grabbed her face tighter, her painful words showed how much damage he was causing, his hands soften, he cannot take her pain. She whispered, "LEAVE!!!... I don't want to see you..." His eyebrows furrowed, he got this after searching for her like mad dog. He lost her, and when he got her again, she just rejected him like he was a dog. She screamed, "I hate you!!!!... Leave me the f*ck alone!!!" It damaged his pride, hurt his love. He pressed a cloth on her face, her eyes got wide on his sudden action. He whispered, "Now... Lavina Morris.... You are going to be mine.... pay for what you did to me...." She tried to fight back, but he had captured her well in his arms, he whispered embracing her and she fell into sleep, "I will take everything that belongs to me." She fainted in his arms, still trying to fight, but his arms captured her tighter so she won't slip away from him, from his love from the fate he decided for them. Her cheek landed in his chest, his arms engulfed her tighter as he whispered, "Love you... forever...."

"He married her to punish her... not to love her." She was innocent - the daughter of the man who ruined his life. He was everything her father feared: powerful, vengeful, and morally grey. Trapped in a forced marriage, she thought she'd find a way to melt the monster behind his eyes. But he had no heart to give... only cold rage and secrets darker than the night. She wanted love. He wanted revenge. But sometimes, when fire meets innocence - the real war begins behind closed doors. A dark romance of obsession, trauma, and twisted fate. 18+ | Trigger Warnings: Toxic Relationships, Violence, Forced Marriage! Ur writer -- Anvi writes___

Suddenly Neerav snatched the remote from my hand and turned off the tv. "Why the hell did you do that"I said furiously. "Nobody is going to find you I have made sure of that.I have removed and cleaned all of the evidence"he smirked at me. "You bastard.You are going to rot in hell.I am going to kill you ... "I screamed at him.I wanted to jump on him and kill him. "You can't kill me baby you need to walk for that" he looked me up and down teasing me. "Asshole,I hate youuuuuuu." Suddenly he came in front of me.I thought he was going to hit me.But instead he squeezed my cheeks firmly with his fingers. "Don't you ever say that word to me again or else I am going to do something that you will regret"he calmly threatened me. "You are hurting me Neerav. Let.me.go." I tried to remove his fingers from my cheeks but he is stronger than me. He stared at me for a while and left the room not looking back. I started sobbing thinking about my family. ~ Ratings ~ #2 claimed. #2 forcing. #2 forced love. #4 doctor. #4 escape. #13 mine. #16 darkromance.

" if it's real love, you'll always find your way back to eachother".

Want a man weh buss gun 😍 Ex man neva duh him job gud suh mi x him outta di bloodclaat picha (Don't mind my mistakes through out the book )

That Demon has a voice-and she once loved it." When Margot Beaumont dies, she wakes up in Hell with no memories of who she was. But one voice follows her even here-a voice that once ruled New Orleans, smooth as jazz and dangerous as sin. As fragments of her past return, Margot remembers a world of smoky clubs, forbidden love, and the man whose voice could bend souls. Now, trapped in Hell, she must face him again-Alastor, the Radio Demon. A story of obsession, music, and damnation, where love is just another kind of curse. Hi there! Here's a sort of incipit for what the story is about. I was inspired by episode four of season two of Hazbin Hotel - I mean... for me, it's one of the best episodes of the whole series. When I watched it, I thought: what if Alastor had a kind of troubled romance before getting shot? (in a very funny way btw). But not a normal romance, something toxic, manipulative... just like Alastor would do, hahaha. So, I decided to create Margot Beaumont, a 20-year-old girl from New Orleans' aristocracy, who is forced to follow her parents' strict expectations, and made her falls in love with Alastor, this magnetic and charming man who loves jazz and whiskey (as we see in episode 4). The story takes place in the Hazbin Hotel, where Margot ends up after her death, surrounded by flashbacks of her life in the 1920s. Through them, she recalls her youth and her forbidden love with this "demon." I mean... I would love that! Hope you do too! 💀🎶 Disclaimer: English isn't my first language, so I did my best! Also, yes,I know there's a time gap between Margot's death and the series' setting, but let's just pretend it doesn't exist, shall we? 😁 And just a headsup: this story contains strong language, manipulation, an abusive and toxic relationship, blood scenes, and dark themes - we're in Hell, after all. Okay, I'm done! Hope you enjoy my story as much as I enjoyed writing it!

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Draven Ironjaw isn't a hero-he's a blood-red-eyed dwarf warlord who carves kingdoms from terror. Born cursed, he became the monster they called him: skinning victims to wear their faces, breaking women into breeding vessels, and butchering anyone who crosses him. He executes the gas-masked Mad Prophet by forcing him to eat his own limbs before stomping his skull into a red smear (*"This is for Moria"*). He invades a dwarven harem palace where 12 stolen women worship him. He interrupts a picnic, rapes a virgin while her boyfriend watches, then skins the man's face to wear as a trophy. On a quiet farm, he snaps Jeb's neck, forces wife Martha (renamed *Silvara Ironjaw*) to cook her husband's dismembered body, and rapes her until she orgasms against her will-then decides to *"treat her kindly"* because she's *"a prize worth preserving."* Hunted by armored guards, he butchers six men and rapes the last survivor, sending him running with a message: *"The Ironjaw is coming."* But in a tavern, elven bounty hunter Kaelen sweeps his legs and pins a dagger to his throat. She frees Silvara, bans him from her village, and gives him a mission: *"Find who betrayed me. Return in three days-or Silvara's kids play kick-ball with your head."* In Ravens Town, he smashes a barkeep's skull-only for her corpse to *twitch*, tankard lodged in its head, whispering *"You're late, Ironjaw"* with violet-glowing eyes. The Shadow Guild ambushes him. They don't kill him. They *peel* him: slicing his scrotum, shattering ribs, forcing him to watch a girl raped *exactly how he raped Silvara*. As they leave him bleeding in his own shit, teeth grinding on sawdust, he whimpers: *"Kaelen... please..."* For the first time, the hunter is prey. And in that terror, something new stirs-not redemption, but the first flicker of what might, someday, become a conscience.

She fell onto the ground.. beside his dead body,not believing the fact he left her.she slowly took his cold hands in hers before letting her tears fall onto his. She looked up to meet many sympathetic gazes,she did not like it..she did not like the way they were watching her and her husband.. but .. A pair of warm hands wrapped around her shoulder and made her head lay on his shoulder,slowly rubbing her back and patting her hair softly..silently promising that he's gonna be there for her..no matter what. He ignored his aching heart and consoled her..he didn't like it,he didn't like the fact that she was wasting her precious tears for HIM, her husband who laid there motionless.. He wanted to be her only person in her life. He wished he had her husband's place,he wished, she was only his..but fate likes to play right? and he decided to play with it... >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> A story of three friends who stood with eachother no matter how heated or hard the situation was... always supported eachother and always been eachother's biggest supporters... but what if the two start dating leaving the another one,not knowing how painful it was for him to see his love in other man's arms.. will he sit quiet or...will he get his girl back?. He achieved in his life unlike the other one. Both manipulator and sweetheart he was. He loved to play with his two faces,angry and beast for one..calm and shy baby for another.. It was hard for her to move on but he know he could have her one day..with his charms and supportive side...she did not expect to fall for him..but fate again likes to play right? ••••••••••••••••••••••••• #2 in Confusion (2024) #42 in deathandlife (2025)

Time after time you start to think what's the point