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Shoaib When I saw her in bridal attire, crying helplessly and miserable, I didn't think twice to play the hero in her life. But you know when things go wrong? Exactly when Abraham bhai decides to remarry us. I hate her to the core because her brother took a piece of my heart by manipulating her. Now, even I don't know what I will do with this unwanted girl waiting for me, all dolled up as my bride because I already tainted her innocence in most unforgivable way , zina i can named it. ( Zina= committing adultery without nikah) Taniya I was devastated after Navruz's death; my heart bled knowing he was just using me and would sell me to other men. So when Shoaib gave me his shoulder to cry on, I didn't think twice before leaning my head. Unknown to the fact that he is my biggest nightmare, all dressed like a daydream *** "Don't worry, I will abort this baby of yours," she said emotionlessly. "I also want her to abort this filth, but I don't know why my heart aches by hearing her words." "She is a woman, right? And a woman has the purest and softest heart. How could she be talking about aborting my child without any remorse and pain?" "My child," bitterness filled my tongue just with his mere thought. "Why would you abort my child?" I asked out of nowhere. Unwanted emotions are taking place in my heart. "Because your child will always remind me of your injustice to me," she said, trying to be strong. Bitter memories engulf my mind. "What if I didn't allow you to abort?" I asked, controlling my rage. "Then give me a divorce after I give birth to your child," she said confidently. Her confidence is making me furious. I fisted her hair in a tight grip, making her yelp in pain. Today she will witness the darkest side of me After all, I married her to take my revenge

Priya: "I yearn to be someone's top choice, not just a backup plan. I don't need to be perfect; I just want to be myself. I dream of a love like the ones in stories and movies, enduring through thick and thin. I want someone who loves all of me - the sad, the happy, the messy, and the unpredictable. I want to be the main character in my own story, but it feels like everyone else is holding the pen." Arnav: "In this brutal world, you either wield cruelty or become its prey. Her entrance cracked open the ice around my heart, revealing the decay within. I was a hollow shell, untouched by emotion. But deep within me, a savage entity lies in wait. I didn't know I needed to be healed until I met her. It hungers for vengeance against any who dare to harm her." Blurb :- Priya recoiled as if struck, her eyes wide with shock and hurt. "Arnav, I-I'm just trying to help," she stammered, her voice trembling with suppressed emotion. I scoffed, the bitterness rising within me like bile in my throat. "Help?" I spat, the word dripping with scorn. "You think you can help me? You're nothing but a burden, Priya-a reminder of everything I've sacrificed for the sake of our companies." Tears spilled from her eyes, tracing a shimmering path down her cheeks as she stared at me with wounded disbelief. "I thought maybe, just maybe, there could be more between us," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the roar of my own self-loathing. I laughed bitterly, the sound echoing off the walls of our empty apartment like a cruel mockery. "There is no 'us,' Priya," I spat, the words tearing at my throat like razors. "We're nothing but strangers bound by a contract-a marriage of convenience, nothing more."

Four guys connected by family. Four girls connected by friendship. ⋆⭒˚.⋆ ⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆ ⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆ ⋆⭒˚.⋆ "Dont give me that look." I say, trying to break the eye contact. "Like what?" He steps closer. "Like if I ask you to burn this world, you will bring its ashes to me." Azlan X Haiza Clumsy Girl meets Careful Guy Billionaire romance Eldest X Youngest ⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆ "Were you like this since birth or is this your recent personality?" I ask her. She breaks into a laugh, "Why does everyone keep asking that?" Zian X Mahi Grumpy meets Sunshine Sports romance Serious X Carefree ⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆ "If you don't stop with your pick up lines, I swear I won't leave you. " I try to choke his neck. "Yes, please dont ever leave me." He smirks. Saif X Zahra Flirty meets Loyalty Celebrity romance Popular X Invincible ⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆ "I dont hate you, but if you were ever on life support, I would unplug it to charge my phone." She sasses. "And if you were on fire, I would fan the flames with a smile on my face." Faraz X Amira Academic rivals Childhood enemies ⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚.⋆⋆⭒˚ As their worlds collide and their secrets come to light, will they risk everything for love, or will they be torn apart by the weight of their own fears and insecurities? Paths to forever is a sizzling rollercoaster of emotions, where passion and betrayal go hand-in-hand, and love might be the only thing that can heal or destroy them all. Will they choose to fight for each other, or will the scars of their pasts be too much to overcome?

"Some love stories don't start with fireworks-they begin with silence, with a glance that lingers a second too long." They didn't fall all at once. It began with the memory of that first glance. "The first time I saw you, I felt something I couldn't explain. A pull. A silence. A need to freeze that moment forever." - Ayaan Singh Raghuvanshi He didn't believe in fate-until her eyes met his. She wasn't looking for love-especially not the kind that sees through every mask she's ever worn. He felt it from the first glance. An unshakable need to keep looking at her. To stop time. To make her his. "Even if it takes days, months, or years... one day, I will make you mine, Tesoro. If you belong to anyone, it will only be to Ayaan Singh Raghuvanshi." She was light wrapped in silence, laughter hiding bruises. She was the girl who filled the room with words but crumbled into silence when no one truly listened. He was the man who never spoke much-until her voice became the only sound he craved. "I always thought no one would ever understand my pain... so I hid it, behind smiles and small talk, But with you, I want to share it all. Because only you can understand the parts of me I've never shown anyone." - Aishna Haunted by pasts, founded comfort in each other's shadows. Destiny didn't bring them together just for perfection but for healing! Late-night talks turned into shared scars, gentle touches turned into silent promises. their love begins as a sweet escape-but slowly, deeply, beautifully, it turns into something darker. Not toxic. Not obsessive. But consuming. Healing. Raw. "I don't know what love is... I don't know how to love someone." She said "That's okay. I don't either. We'll learn together." He replied They didn't meet by accident. They were meant to collide. She had scars no one saw. He had silence that screamed louder than words! "What if I never learn how to love?" She asked "Then just stay. That's all I'll ever need." He replied

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

"Don't fall for me," I warned, my voice low. "Me? In love with you?" she laughed, a mocking sound that cut sharper than any blade. "Oh, you're so delusional, Reyaan. This is a contractual marriage, remember? I will never fall for you-not in a billion years." Her words snapped something inside me-something dark and reckless. And her eyes, those perfect shades of brown, gleamed with a silent challenge. "Not in a billion years, huh?" I echoed, my voice dangerously soft. "Is that a challenge, Brownie?" I took slow, deliberate strides toward her. "Because I never lose one," I whispered against her ear, pinning her against the elevator wall, feeling her sharp intake of breath as I caged her in. JIA NIKITA KHURANA She was broken-ruined until she no longer recognized herself. Once a girl full of sunshine, now a storm. Once dreaming of a Prince Charming, now believing herself utterly unlovable. She had sworn off love, scoffed at the idea of marriage. Until destiny, the master manipulator twisted her life on its cruel axis. Now Jia, the girl who vowed never to marry, finds herself trapped in a marriage she never wanted. And her husband? An arrogant, emotionless, cold-blooded, maddeningly handsome billionaire born with a permanent poker face. REYAAN SHAHVEER He was broken before he even had the chance to be whole. Wounded by those meant to love him. He loathed the idea of love hollow, treacherous, temporary. He swore he'd never let anyone close enough to destroy him. Marriage? Commitment? Love? A joke. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. Now Reyaan, who trusted no one and needed no one, is bound by contract and vows to a girl who screams danger from ten miles away... A danger he knows he should avoid, Yet can't seem to stay away from. *** REYAAN SHAHVEER x JIA NIKITA KHURANA A collision of broken hearts. An arrangement neither wanted. An attraction neither can deny. Tropes: Contractual Arranged Marriage Past Trauma Slow Burn Grumpy x Grumpier

𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 " I will ask you last time , what you were doing with him " He asked as he got more near. I stayed still on the table of the classroom . " And who do you think you are to ask me anything " I said keeping my eyes on him. " Your Keeper, love " He whisper softly but he was still breathing harshly . " Don't dream high, you are no one . Sir " I said with scarasm. " Yes , I want you to take me inside of you with this. Attitude of yours " He was now more closer. " Then I will break you and your attitude " " Stop saying things, you are not capable of " " You are challenging me? Love " He asked with raised eyebrows. I smirked and run my painted nails on his well fit shirt. " Of course I am " I said looking up with challenge in my eyes. " Then challenge it is love, I am going to be the only one, who will take your Virginity and that too baby , with your parents inside the same house " I gulped and stare the fire in his eyes. I made a mistake. I challenged my own professor who is 6 years older than me to take my Virginity . In my parents house. And I know he will do it. Because apparently I started this game. And now he is controlling everything . I didn't know that Adam Caine is going to be my desire and then the biggest nightmare. *･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*ﾟ:*:✼✿　　 Ayzal Malik leaves Pakistan for London to study fashion design. On her first day at the University of London, she accidentally slaps her professor, Adam Caine-the hottest man on campus. Adam never expected to meet someone as wild as Ayzal. She develops a crush on him with some obsession and wonders if he feels the same. and it not then why he is giving her hopes.Is this forbidden relationship worth the risk, and can they avoid the consequences?

"She had been his ever since she agreed to marry him, but what will happen when she falls for Reyansh Malhotra ~ a man who doesn't believe in love?" _____________________________________________ "He is obsessed with Baani Roy but refuses to love her. Even though, deep down, he is unknowingly falling for her, will he be able to identify his feelings, or will it be too late?" _____________________________________________ I hurried toward his study, my heart racing with excitement. The news had left me glowing, and I couldn't wait to share it with him. He'll be so happy, I thought, a smile tugging at my lips. As I reached the door, I paused, taking a deep breath to steady myself. This is it. He needs to know. With that, I raised my hand to knock, anticipation thrumming through me. But before I could knock I heard his voice from behind the door. "Shut up Karan, I don't love her." He yelled at his best friend. " Oh, really then why the fuck did you even marry her."Karan roared "Because it was a contract dammit, a fucking contract and it will always remain the same." I stood frozen, the weight of his words crashing down on me like a tidal wave. My chest tightened, and before I could stop it, a single tear slipped from my eye, trailing slowly down my right cheek. I didn't bother wiping it away; the ache in my heart was too overwhelming. "It was a contract," I reminded myself bitterly. "How did I forget that? He doesn't love me. He never will." The thought pierced through me, sharp and unforgiving. "I was a fool to believe it was anything more than that-a simple arrangement." I said to myself My hands clenched at my sides as I tried to steady my trembling breaths, but the betrayal I felt refused to loosen its grip.

Dedicated to all who loves romance , chaos , thrill. Get ready to dive into the ocean 🌊 of confession, possesion and Obsession. ________________________________________ He was taking deliberate steps towards her With a predating gaze . She flinched for a while. But still sobbing And then - He was there knelt besides her and said "Do you what your name holds?" She looked at him .He was sitting actually sitting besides her and asking . She replied: "W-What?" He turned his face towards her . She froze- Then he said something make her heart flutter - "Your name is not normal as you are thinking . It is associated with a beautiful and powerful eternity of this world - The Maa Parvati." He continued "Your epithet play symbol of spirituality, self discipline, and - " Then he paused- "And most crutially devotion. Not just a normal one but the one which destroy the world " She stared at him . Like wanted to absorb all his energy. He said - "Do you know when maa Parvati wants Shivji as her husband. What she did ? She nodded He continues- "She waited . Not for days, for months, for year but for decades for millions of years. And , do you know your name is one part of her". He does something made her jolt. He closed the distance between them . Too close that her breaths are mingling. "So jaan tell me how can you ignore your powers." She asked " powers?" He smirked not the normal but the dangerous one "Your elegance, your simplicity and your purity". She shake his head with tearful eyes and said - "I'm not pure jii" Then his smile faded and replaced by something terribly treacherous ,more close the distance where their faces is inches apart but the condition of her heart . It was fully outraged from his control and beats like a drum. He said. - "Don't you dare to call my wife profane " He continues-"you are pure as like a fire's heat , pure as like a coolness of water , and pure like a word "pure" itself.." Then suddenly __ Boom

"तुम मेरी आराध्या हो, मेरे हृदय की गहराई हो, तुम्हारे बिना जिंदगी व्यर्थ, तुम्हारे साथ है जीवन की सार्थकता की परिभाषा।" मेरी अर्धांगनी 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 ~𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 श्याम तेरी बंसी पुकारे राधा नाम लोग करें मीरा को यूँ ही बदनाम --- Her brother stepped forward, blocking his path, fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white. His voice cracked, heavy with desperation. "If there ever comes a day when you feel she's a burden... when you can't take her responsibility anymore-don't you dare hurt her. Don't leave her shattered. Just tell me, and I'll take her back. She's already suffered enough... one more betrayal will destroy her," he pleaded, his throat tightening around the last words. The man didn't flinch. His gaze was steady, a faint smile touching his lips-not mocking, but certain. "You really think I could hurt her?" His voice was calm, yet every word carried the weight of his soul. "She's not a responsibility to me. She's my everything. Since the moment I met her, I've belonged to her. She's my heart-the one who stitched me back together with nothing but her innocence, her love, her presence." He took a slow step closer, eyes unwavering. "Betraying her? That would be the last thing I'd ever do. But if you ever believe I'm capable of that... then don't hesitate. Take my life instead." Unseen by them, she stood in the doorway, breath hitching, tears brimming in her eyes. Her trembling fingers clutched the edge of the wall as his words sank deep into her soul.