DEADLY VOWS

Darkness surrounds her from all sides, and it terrifies her deeply. She has no idea what to do or what not to do. Out of sheer fear, her trembling hand instinctively moves to her abdomen, and a wave of confusion crashes over her. She feels completely lost, unable to make sense of the moment or her thoughts. An unknown, overwhelming fear begins to take control of her, making it harder to even breathe properly. Panicked, she starts backing away slowly, her body trembling with every step. But suddenly, her eyes freeze, wide open, unmoving. Something shifts in the air. A subtle yet distinct fragrance begins to fill the space around her, slowly enveloping her senses. Her hands begin to tremble even more, and they hesitantly rise, moving toward her lips as if seeking comfort or grounding in the moment of fear. But just before she can react further, he appears behind her. Gently yet firmly, he wraps his arms around her from behind, pulling her close. He carefully places both of her hands over her belly, hands covering hers, and slowly begins to caress her stomach with a tenderness that contrasts the fear in her mind. His voice, low and filled with a strange mix of emotion and control, reaches her ears. “Don’t do this, Jaan…” For a moment, it’s as if her breath stops, completely arrested by his touch, his presence, and his voice. He brushes her hair aside with slow fingers and places a soft kiss on her neck, sending chills down her spine. Then he speaks again, his voice playful yet laced with emotion. “It’s been so many days since you last confessed your love to me. Come on, hurry up and say it; tell me that you love me.” She’s still terrified, her heart pounding with panic and confusion. Despite her fear, or perhaps because of it, she responds without hesitation, her voice trembling and her words sharp. “I hate you…” Her words hang in the air, heavy with meaning. But beneath the lies something deeper, something she herself is too afraid to admit. And maybe, just maybe, he knows that too.

DESTINED LOVE lies and desires

His breaths were deep and uneven, pounding against her skin like waves during a storm. There was something about this moment, something he could never fully explain that always left him completely intoxicated. It wasn’t just desire; it was the way she existed so quietly, yet with such power, in his world. He loved watching her—how she struggled between surrendering and resisting, her lashes fluttering as if battling the urge to close her eyes. But he didn’t want that. Not tonight. She tried to look up at him, wanting to meet his gaze, to read his expression, but something held her back—something stronger than hesitation. That’s when he smirked, knowing exactly what was happening within her. Without warning, his lips brushed against hers—not gently, but with purpose. He captured her lower lip, sucked it lightly, then bit down just enough to make her gasp. Her eyes flew open, startled, questioning. His voice, low and commanding, barely above a whisper, sent a shiver through her. “Keep looking into my eyes…” There was no space for defiance in his tone—only a quiet demand woven with need. His intense gaze held hers captive. She wanted to close her eyes, to retreat into the overwhelming sensations, but his eyes—those dark, unreadable eyes—had locked her in place. She tried to resist, but every part of her was now responding to the gravity of his presence. Her breath quickened. His smirk deepened, satisfied by the way her control was unraveling. Her fingers curled into the sheets, her body tense, aching for release, but his every move was deliberate, pushing her to the edge and holding her there. She was no longer in control. She was at his mercy. And strangely, that didn’t scare her… it set her free.

VOWS NOT MINE

She was happier than ever today, her face glowing with a rare joy. She was carefully checking all the gifts that had arrived from his home, examining each one with special attention, because she knew he must have touched every single item with his hands. As she ran her fingers over each object, it felt as if she was touching him, as if he was right there beside her. She could feel his presence in the textures, the folds of fabric, and the scent of the boxes, and that thought alone sent shivers down her spine. Sitting beside her, her younger sister watched her face closely, but instead of feeling joy, her heart was heavy with unease. The happiness on her elder sister’s face gave her no comfort at all, in fact, it unsettled her. She kept staring, unable to fake a smile. Then, suddenly, the elder sister picked up a delicate pair of anklets, slipped them onto her feet, and turned toward her younger sister with a playful smile lighting up her entire face. “How do they look?” She asked cheerfully. But the younger one didn’t look down at the anklets even for a second. Instead, she locked eyes with her sister, eyes full of pain, fear, and something deeper, and said with a firmness that cut through the air like a blade, “Don’t marry him. Please... just don’t go through with this marriage.” The elder sister, who had been lost in joy, smiling and admiring every little thing like a young bride-to-be, suddenly felt her smile vanish as if someone had wiped it off her face in an instant. Her laughter froze mid-air, and the cheer in her eyes faded. Before she could even ask why or say anything in response, her gaze shifted behind her younger sister, and there he was. Her fiancé. He stood there in silence, just a few steps away, his eyes fixed on her with a blazing intensity. Fury burned in his gaze, and his clenched jaw made it obvious that he had heard everything. The younger sister, too, realized that he was standing right behind her and immediately turned around, startled. As soon as she met his eyes, she screamed out with a voice that carried every ounce of emotion she had bottled up inside her. “I hate you…” I don’t want you to marry my sister. Not now, not ever!” Before anyone could stop her or respond, she turned and ran out of the room, her footsteps echoing down the corridor. He didn’t move. He just stood there, staring in the direction she had disappeared. His fists clenched tighter, and the fire in his eyes refused to die down even a little. It was as if her words had ignited something within him, something that was waiting to explode. And though he stood still on the outside, inside him, a storm had begun to brew, and that storm was not going to calm easily.

OBSESSION - TILL THE ETERNITY

She has tears in her eyes, and she is standing close to the wall while pressing her mouth with both her hands. She can easily hear the sounds of shoes coming very close to her, but she does not have the courage to move an inch away from there. The sound stops suddenly. She sits down while sliding on the wall. A man's voice makes her condition worse. "Jaan" "Jaan, come out quickly, baby; I want to see you." She immediately stands up and tries to run away from there. But he quickly arrives there and grabs her from behind. He begins to inhale the natural scent of her body before placing his lips on her neck and commencing his torture. "Leave me ..... " She is unable to bear his torture and falls unconscious.

HIS CAGE OF LOVE

She is smiling looking at the sky while sitting there in the floodlight of the moonlit night. She loves to come and sit here often. But as soon as she realizes that he is behind her, she immediately turns her face, smiles even wider, and looks at him immediately. I am waiting for you because today again I want to tell you. I love you I love you I love you. But he still does not move even an inch from his place, not even a single word comes out from his mouth. She is very suspicious about it. She immediately asks him "Veer you still love me Nah, say it you love me" There have some tears of blood in his eyes, he starts moving backward. It is very hard for him but he disappeared into the darkness. "No veer." "Please no don't go again, don't leave me again." "I love you veer." She ran after him but he is not there. "Veer " "Veer " She is screaming very loudly but no one response to her back. "Veer no, please come back" She holds her hands tightly looks up at the sky and opens her palms with her teary vision and screams again "Blood" "Veer" "I killed you.”

WIN WITH PERSISTENT LOVE

She is fully aware that he is following her, but she is determined to keep going and so she instantly presses the pedal to boost her pace even further.

PROMISE OF STUBBORN LOVE

She can very easily feel those eyes on her back.

INCOMPREHENSIBLE LOVE

Her eyes are tightly clenched as he continues to pound on her. His face dropped into her neck's crook. She firmly grasps his shoulders. However, she takes great care to ensure that her nails don't graze him. He let go and put his weight on her small, skinny body. She relaxes her hold on his shoulders, and he lifts his face away from her sweaty, red-flushed crook to get a good look at her face. He sighed and looked proudly at her upper body, where his art is on display. He then kisses her lips and completely inhales her oxygen. She closes her eyes and moves her lips in response to his lead. He turned away from her and properly covered himself before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep. She welcomes the sight of his back when she opens her eyes and turns to face him. She correctly covers her face and lets out a heavy sigh. Without spending any time, she quickly gathers her clothing from the floor and puts it on. She lays down on her side once again, but this time her back is on his side. There is a sizable space separating them. She attempts to go to sleep by closing her eyes, but she finds it completely difficult. THIS IS THE FIRST PART OF LOVE WINS SERIES. I HOPE YOU WILL ENJOY IT.

UNWANTED BRIDE

FINDING LOVE IN AN ARRANGED MARRIAGE