"Not all love stories are sweetโsome are dark, twisted, and dangerously addictive. I craft tales that haunt your thoughts at 3 AM, that make you question your own desires, that leave beautiful scars on your psyche. If my words become your obsession, your support fuels the darkness I unleash. Every contribution lets me dive deeper into the abyss, dragging you willingly along.
BOOK TWO: FEROCIOUS LOVE CHRONICLES When the past becomes present. When love becomes weapon. When truth becomes the most dangerous lie of all. The pieces were moving. The game was accelerating. Viransh learning truths that would reshape everything he thought he knew. Vanya racing toward revelations that would either condemn or save her. And between themโsecrets, lies, and a love that was either the most real thing in their lives or the most dangerous lie ever told. In their world, vulnerability was blood in the water. And the sharks were circling.
"A wedding meant for love... stolen by madness." _____________________________ Him: "Who deserves punishment, biwi?" Her: (barely audible, heart pounding) "M-me..." Him: (tilting her chin up, voice dark and unwavering) "And where, biwi? On our bed... or in the ashes of the man who dared to crave what's mine?" Her: (whimpering, body trembling) "P-please..." Him: (low chuckle, deadly possessive) "No, biwi. Please what?" He leaned in, his breath a sinful caress against her trembling lips. "Please what, baby? Use your words." "Beg me to break you. Beg me to make you mine-completely-until even your soul moans my name." His grip tightened, his fingers tracing fire down her skin. "Say it-" Her: (shuddering, surrendering) "Yours..." His lips hovered, his voice a dark whisper, laced with devotion and madness. _____________________________ "You are the prayer my soul has bled for through lifetimes." "The flame my darkness bows before." "The only truth my chaos kneels to." "And now, biwi, you are bound to me-not by fate, not by destiny-by me." This isn't just dominance. This is obsession, possession, destruction, and worship-wrapped in the most sinful kind of love. Get ready to step into a world where love turns lethal, obsession burns wild, and surrender is the only escape.
To every reader who believes that love isn't always roses and violins... Sometimes, it's loud arguments, eye-roll battles, stolen glances, and "tumhara muh band karo" romance. This story is for you - the hopeless romantics who laugh through the drama, scream at the characters, and secretly wish for a love that's equally chaotic and crazy. Welcome to the madness... where shaadi is just the beginning, and pyaar comes with a punchline. ๐๐ฅ For everyone who thinks they're dramatic- Wait till you meet these two. Meet Tamaya & Raghav ...
"She gave up on fairy tales,so fate wrote her name in a psychopath's blood as his only scripture." _______ "We're trapped!" "Perfect"Zyran yanked off his jacket, wrapped it around her "What's wrong with you?! We need to get out!" He pulled her close, shielding her from the flames. "Why? So you can run again?" "This isn't a game-" "You're right."His voice dropped to something lethal. "Games have rules. What I feel for you burned those to ash." A burning beam crashed. He shoved her away, taking the hit on his shoulder without a sound. "You know what I realized, angel?" Blood trickled down his arm but he smiled."I don't actually need you to love me back." Her breath caught"What?" "I just need you to exist. And if you won't exist as mine..." He stepped closer, flames reflecting in his eyes like a promise."Then you'll exist as ours." "You, me,and death" "You're insane-"she whispered "You want to know a secret?" His voice was silk dipped in venom. "I've been planning our deaths since the day I met you." Her blood turned ice"What?" "Not literally." A burning beam crashed. He caught it with his bare hands, threw it aside, flesh sizzling. "But I've memorized exactly how I'd want us to die." "Together.Your last breath mixing with mine." She stared at his burned palms, then his face-completely serene despite the agony."You're sick." "I'm reborn. You didn't just break me,You rebuilt me as yours." You know what happens if we die here?"His thumb traced her lips while blood ran down his arms. "Death becomes my wedding gift to you. Ashes become our first dance. Hell becomes our honeymoon suite." "You're completely lost-" "I'm home."His smile was pure devastation."You are my North Star in the devil's sky. My salvation written in sin." "So?" His thumb traced her cheek with devastating gentleness. "Ready to stop pretending you have a choice?" _________________________ "The woman who swore off fairy tales, stolen by the man who rewrote them in blood and obsession."
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