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On the day of his wedding, Dhruv Malhotra was left at the altar. Humiliated. Betrayed. Enraged. And somehow, Riya ended up paying the price. Now trapped in a marriage neither of them wanted, Riya becomes the target of a man who looks at her like she ruined his life. Dhruv hates her. Riya fears him. But behind closed doors, hatred slowly begins to blur into something far more dangerous. Because in a marriage built on revenge... someone is bound to fall first. 🥇 #1 in Wattpad 🥇 #1 in WattpadIndia 🥇 #1 in WattpadRomance 🥇 #1 in WattpadFiction 🥇 #1 in FirstStory 🥇 And so many more rankings that still feel unreal to me! (13.06.2026)

❝𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐦𝐞.❞ A hundred concubines lived in Emperor Sylvos' inner court - the heart of his thorned fortress. With a cruel ranking system, only favored concubines had the honor of meeting with His Majesty. And only the woman able to bear him a child could become empress. Raine Stjorme had climbed the ranks to the top. And after praying each night, she was finally with child. Yet all this was rewarded with the cruelest of fates. Murdered by the man she loved, Raine cursed Emperor Sylvos with her dying breath. She cursed his whole court as they snickered at her final moments. And her curse had taken root. Now, Raine awakens three years before her destined death, on the fateful day she first encounters the emperor. Armed with this second chance, she vows to make him fall - and to bring his empire down with him. But when faced with the tyrant who claimed her heart, could she still follow through? ✦✦✦ 𝙏𝙍𝙊𝙋𝙀𝙎 𝙄𝙉𝘾𝙇𝙐𝘿𝙀𝘿: -𝙀𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨 -𝙎𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 -𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙭𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙮 -𝘼𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙜𝙚 -𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚 -𝙑𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 -𝘽𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙨𝙨 𝙁𝙈𝘾 -𝙈𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙨

Forced into a marriage neither of them wanted, a fierce Greek mafia princess and a ruthless Sicilian underboss must navigate a storm of power, passion, and betrayal-only to discover that their greatest battle might be against their own hearts. *** They hated each other from the moment they met, but little did they know, they were destined to be together. Millicent Rhea Darmos: Princess of the Greek Mafia. At 25 years old, she's established herself as a self proclaimed boss bitch, running her own publishing company. But now it's time she fulfils her duty to her family's organisation. It's time she gets married. Costantino Salvatore Accardi: Underboss and Heir to the Sicilian Mafia. At 28 years old, he has no interest in settling down-he already has it all. He believes in family above all, so why bring in an outsider? Yet, after a strange string of events, the two of them find themselves thrust into married life. It's full of chaos, drama and all kinds of tension. The question is, how do they survive their marriage and the storm that follows? *** "I've never kissed anyone." My voice trembled with a tinge of vulnerability - something I hated. But Costa didn't seem to mind that I was nervous or anxious. "Good. You're mine." He spoke so seriously, without a flicker of doubt as he took my hand in his. "So you want it be special, principessa?" "Every girl's first kiss is special." I whispered, watching as he brought my hand up to his lips. "I only care about yours."

A marriage built on power. A love never given.

Ayesha, new to the city, is innocent of the dangerous currents that swirl around Veer and the notorious Ahlawat name. While her friends warn her about the "gangster" whose dark charm stirs their desires, Ayesha remains blissfully unaware that her laughter has captivated the one man no one dares to cross. When a fallen jhumka becomes the silent symbol of his newfound obsession, Veer's world shifts. He has never desired anything as fiercely as he desires her light. But in a world where power dictates love, can an innocent heart survive the consuming 'Zid' (obstinacy) of a man who takes everything he wants? Dive into a raw, intense, and possessive tale where a ruthless hero's or we can say villain world is turned upside down by a single, unforgettable gaze, sparking an obsession that promises both danger and undeniable passion.

NOTE: Chapters are uploaded twice weekly. Wednesdays & Saturdays She died at twenty-four. Evelyn de Harcourt was dragged to the execution block broken, burned, and stripped of everything she had ever been. The last thing she saw before the blade fell was a smile - satisfied, entertained - from the one person who had always wanted her destroyed. She wasn't innocent. She knows that. The cruelties she committed, the people she hurt, the isolation she built around herself like armour - all of it handed her enemies exactly what they needed to finish her. But knowing what you did wrong doesn't make dying for it any less terrible. She has been given something she didn't earn and doesn't deserve. A second chance. This time, Evelyn de Harcourt will not be the girl who burns every bridge and calls it strength. This time, she will not give them the weapons. This time, she will not make it easy. She remembers everything. Every mistake. Every cruelty. Every move her enemies made before she even knew they were enemies. Let them try again. Dark fantasy. Villainess regression. Reverse harem. Not a clean redemption story.

Everyone expected the quiet princess to die. The tyrant king had buried wives before, and the fragile girl forced to marry him was supposed to become just another forgotten tragedy. But the soft-spoken queen does something no one expected. She survives. While the court fears the monster on the throne, she remains beside him calm, gentle, and far stronger than anyone realizes. At first, the king tells himself she is simply useful. Her mind is sharp. Her kindness dangerous in a palace built on cruelty. And kings protect what is useful. But the longer she stands beside him, the more the kingdom begins to notice something unsettling. The tyrant who trusted no one now watches her like she is the most valuable thing in his world. His words remain cold. His temper still deadly. But everyone can see the truth the king refuses to admit. The monster on the throne has fallen in love. And the quiet queen who was supposed to die has learned something even more dangerous The only way anyone could ever hurt her... Is by surviving the king who would burn kingdoms to the ground to protect what belongs to him. (Book 1 )

She should have kept her mouth shut. Every night, Violet Johnson buries herself in dark romance novels. Possessive antiheroes. Cold men with dangerous power. Obsession that burns slow and devours whole. She loves every page... until she slams the book shut in frustration. Because none of those men are real. No man looks at her like she's his undoing. No man corners her and makes her pulse riot. No man feels dangerous enough to ruin her life beautifully. So she makes a wish. A stupid, half-asleep, whispered wish. "Just once... let me meet a man like that." The next morning begins like every other. Coffee. Headphones. Late for work. Until she walks straight into a wall of muscle and expensive danger. He smells like something forbidden. He looks carved, not born. His voice is low, controlled, cold enough to frost over skin. And when she panics and blurts out, "Sorry... you're just really handsome," she wants the ground to swallow her whole. He doesn't smile. He studies her. As if she's interesting. As if she's... entertaining. What Violet doesn't know is that the universe didn't misunderstand her wish. It answered it precisely. The man she bumped into is not fictional. He is not safe. And he is not the kind of man who allows coincidences. He notices how she stares too long. How her emotions flicker across her face like open pages. How she tries to hide her growing obsession... and fails beautifully. She falls first. Hard. Secretly. He falls harder. Dangerously. Possessive in silence. Strategic in pursuit. Amused by her shameless curiosity. And when he realizes she wanted a dark romance hero? He decides to show her what that really means. Careful what you wish for. Some fantasies do not come with safe words.

After damaging property belonging to one of the most feared Spanish mafia families in the city, seventeen-year-old Nyla Brooks expects to be killed on the spot. Instead, she's taken in by the powerful De León family, who become strangely protective over the orphaned girl. But as secrets about Nyla's past begin to surface, it becomes clear her disappearance years ago was no accident-and someone is willing to kill to keep the truth buried.

Mahnoor was a second-year history student. Sharp-tongued, fiercely independent, and never afraid to speak her mind. Her latest coursework focused on the lives of powerful figures who had shaped India's history. That was when she discovered him. An emperor unlike any other, undefeated in war, feared by rival rulers, praised by historians, yet infamous for his cruelty. The deeper she read about him, the more her hatred for him grew. It was clear to her that the textbooks tried to balance his brilliance by sugarcoating his brutality. To Mahnoor, his name was soaked in blood. One afternoon, while sitting in the university library, she seethed to her friend, "Still. If one of those women had rebelled, her name would be in this book today. I'm angry that none tried to do so." "I wish I was there. I really do." "I would have said things everyone was scared to utter to his face. He wasn't feared because he was powerful, rather, he was feared because people feared for their lives. And that is not power." "He won't be remembered because he was great, but because he did things no one could ever forget." That night, on a rainy street in Mumbai, her car nearly hit an old woman who was crossing the road. Mahnoor quickly got out to confront her, but before she could speak, the old woman looked straight into her eyes and cursed her. "So, you wish you were there? You think you could speak, rebel, and change history with your voice? Then go. Let's see how your voice will be heard in a palace where a woman's opinion holds no importance. Your freedom will shatter because rebellion there means death.

They handed her to me in a silk dress and diamond collar. The spoiled Sokolov princess. The executioner's daughter. My wife. Kira Sokolov dances in chaos like it's a language she invented- spinning through Paris in stilettos, kissing danger with blood-red lips, dragging her demons behind her like a designer coat. She was meant to be my obligation. A Bratva arrangement sealed in blood and silence. I never wanted a wife. Especially not one with wild eyes, bipolar swings, and a mouth that lives to drive me insane. But now she's mine. My problem. My obsession. And when she falls apart in my arms- with whispers to ghosts and bruised apologies- I'll burn kingdoms to keep her breathing. Because no one touches what belongs to Ivan Smirnov. Not the bratva. Not her past. Not even her own madness. She was born royalty. But she'll die as something else. Mine.

Valerie was never meant to be his. But Henry has never been good at letting go. Drowning under student loans, rent she can't afford, and a future slipping through her fingers, Valerie answers a newspaper ad that feels almost like a joke- a live-in maid at a private estate, no questions asked. She expects an eccentric old man. She does not expect him. Henry is hauntingly gentle, painfully isolated, and untouched by the human world he has kept at a careful distance. Raised in secrecy and self-imposed exile, he has spent his life trying to suppress the monster his blood demands him to be. Letting Valerie cross his threshold is a mistake he knows he should not make-and one he cannot bring himself to undo. What begins as shelter turns into fixation. Protection becomes possession. And lust sharpens into something dangerous enough to draw blood. Dragged into an ancient underworld of vampire royalty, ruthless power, and unspoken cruelty, Valerie finds herself bound to a man who would destroy anything that threatens her -- even if that threat is the world itself. Escape is no longer simple. Survival means choosing who you are willing to become a monster for. Because in Henry's world, love is not gentle... and it is paid for in blood. New chapter daily

Book 3 The Ruthless Ties Series A love doomed from the start, a forbidden love born in the shadows of a world where loyalty is a weapon and betrayal cuts deeper than any blade. Enemies or lovers? For years, they buried their feelings beneath silence, pride, and the lies they told themselves. In a world where nothing is safe and everything comes at a cost, love was their greatest risk-and their deepest wound. Written in Shackles, the third book in The Ruthless Ties Series, dives into the wreckage of two hearts bound by a past too heavy to escape. It's a story of stolen moments, of desperate touches and reckless hope, set against a dark world where survival demands blood, sacrifice, and unbreakable strength. Their hearts have been bruised, battered, and betrayed-but the real battle is only beginning. Because in this world, love isn't enough. To survive, they'll have to fight for each other... and sometimes, against each other. Prepare to have your heart shattered, rebuilt, and shattered again. This isn't just a story about love. It's a story about what you're willing to lose-and who you're willing to become-for it.

"𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥." "𝐈-𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮..!" -𝐕𝐞𝐞𝐫 + 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐢 "𝐃𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?" "𝐃-𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞..!" -𝐀𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐲𝐚 + 𝐀𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐯𝐢 Tropes: Enemies to lovers Sunshine x Grumpy Shy x Romantic Dark Romance Innocent x Flirty Forced Proximity Forced Marriage Revenge

One afternoon. One open door. I walked in carrying my father's favorite pie and walked out carrying a fifteen-second video that ended my marriage and my family in the same heartbeat. My husband in bed with my stepmother. The woman who raised me after my mom died. The woman who told me over coffee, "If he's hurting you, walk away. You deserve better." She was right. But she was the hurt. I didn't scream. I didn't throw things. I recorded. And then I made sure they would never forget the sound of my heart breaking. A story of betrayal so deep it rewrote everything I believed about love, family, and forever. Now I'm deciding how much truth Dad can survive... and how much pain they deserve to carry. They shattered her "I do." Now she'll shatter their lies.

"What if somebody catches us like this?" "Then let them, princess." His voice dropped softer, possessive. "I want the whole world to know you're mine, Phuwin Tangsakyuen Letratkosum." "But isn't this supposed to be contractual?" "Contracts end, sweetheart but I don't intend to." After his one plan to ruin the blind date with Pond Naravit Letratkosum, on behalf of his best friend gets caught, Phuwin Tangsakyuen finds himself signing an utterly obnoxious marriage contract with him. The idea was simple- Get married Have a child Take the money and leave. Benefiting both parties right? Except Phuwin found himself breaking every promise he made. Also features~ GeminiFourth, WilliamEst, JoongDunk Discretion suggested as it contains- death, emotional instability, age gap, heavy smut, mpreg #1 blinddate #1 pondnaravit #1 phuwin #2 geminifourth #4 pondphuwin

He's the half-blood Fae servant everyone spits on. I'm the ruthless Prince who should crush him. But one look at that tight, forbidden fae hole and I'm obsessed. He hates me. I crave him. Now I'll ruin my kingdom just to claim every inch of my filthy little enemy- body, soul, and that dripping, magical ass that was made for a prince's cock. Enemies to addicted lovers. Power play. Filthy magic. Zero mercy. Ready to sin? 🔥

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐕𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐱 𝐎𝐂 Arohi had always belonged to Mystic Falls. She knew Elena's grief before Elena could name it. She knew Caroline's panic beneath every perfect smile. She knew Bonnie's fear before magic ever had a name. She knew Jeremy was drowning long before anyone bothered to look. Arohi was warmth in a town built over graves. A girl with paint on her hands, stories in her head, and a heart too soft for the monsters waiting in the dark. She wanted to become a psychologist. She wanted to understand people. She wanted to make the world better. Unfortunately, Mystic Falls was full of ruined things that mistook understanding for invitation. Stefan Salvatore came back for Elena Gilbert. Damon Salvatore came back to destroy whatever his brother loved. Klaus Mikaelson came to Mystic Falls for blood, power, and a curse older than mercy. But then they saw Arohi. The girl Elena reached for like breath. The girl Stefan looked at like forgiveness. The girl Damon could not scare properly. The girl Klaus had already been texting from afar, calling her love like a warning wrapped in velvet. She was not powerful. Not supernatural. Not chosen. Just human. Just kind. Just the one thing monsters never knew how to leave alone. And one by one, the dark began to reach back. Not gently. Never gently. Because in Mystic Falls, love was rarely love. Sometimes it was hunger. Sometimes it was obsession. Sometimes it was a hand around your wrist, whispering, stay. And Arohi was about to learn that being everyone's comfort did not mean she was safe. It meant they would all fight to keep her. Even from each other.

An omega abandoned. Two alphas bound by duty. A bond no one asked for. Aster never chose this life. Swapped into a political marriage by a pack that never loved him, he finds himself in the Frozen Shadow Pack - a home that offers no warmth. To Theron Warner and Joshua Cortez, he is a stranger, an unwanted thorn in their sacred bond. Ignored, ridiculed, and left to survive in silence, Aster's days blur into quiet pain. But in a world where trust is rare and scars run deep, can a broken omega ever belong? Or will he always be the shadow haunting someone else's moonlight? Please give it a try 🤍

This is a story where a one-night mistake (not casual) becomes a noose around Ira and Shourya's lives. A child, instead of bringing two hearts closer, creates a distance neither of them knows how to cross. Child Between Us is a story of misunderstandings, trauma, pain, hurt, and emotions that bleed silently. But healing with support,love ,the force proximity with teasing, laughing.