A Dark Romance Story where love isn't soft... it's consuming. ✦ ───────── ✦ ❀ ✦───────── ✦ She looked into his eyes, her heart racing, her voice trembling yet filled with an unspoken longing. "Make me yours, Professor," she whispered, like a confession she could no longer hold back. He didn't look away. His gaze stayed fixed on hers-cold, distant, and guarded. A man who had already loved once... and lost. After a heavy silence, he finally spoke, his voice low and firm, "I can't... not in this lifetime." ✦ ─────── ✦ ❀ ✦ ────── ✦ ✦ 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 ✦ 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫 × 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐀𝐠𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐩 (7 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬) 𝐆𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐲 × 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 & 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞... (𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠) 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 (𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫) 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐮 𝐇𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 × 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐦 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐬 × 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐦 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐇𝐢𝐦 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐄𝐱 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐢𝐦

˙˚ʚ₍ 𝗔𝗯𝗵𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘂×𝗔𝘃𝗻𝗶 ₎ɞ˚ #Top6 in india~1/5/26. He tried every single way to make her agree to marry him but her being scared of him refused everytime so in the end- "𝐇𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐩." Just to make her his before someone else take her away from him. ✦𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥. ✦𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. ✦𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐋𝐄𝐓'𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓~~~ ✨Tropes✨ #agegap #forcedmarriage #hefellfirstandharder #obsessiveml #jealousfml #possesiveml #touchheranddie #grumpy×sunshine #Professor×Student #Husband×wife

Her eyes fluttered open as thin streaks of sunlight slipped through the curtains and brushed against her face. She shifted instinctively, only to freeze as a sharp ache ran through her body. Slowly, she forced her eyes open wider, her gaze landing on the ceiling above-the steady rotation of a fan blurring in her vision. She stared at it blankly, her head pounding, her thoughts sluggish and tangled. A warm weight rested around her waist. Her breath caught. slowly, almost afraid of what she might find, she turned her head-and froze. A man lay beside her, his arm wrapped securely around her, as though it had been there all night. He was fast asleep, his face calm, unaware. Her eyes widened in shock. And then it hit her. Fragments of the night before crashed into her mind-blurred, incomplete, but enough. Her heart began to pound. She looked down at herself, panic rising like a tide. The blanket was loosely wrapped around her, barely covering her. Realization struck hard. She threw the covers aside and scrambled upright-only to stiffen instantly. She wasn't wearing anything. A sharp breath escaped her lips as she clutched the duvet tightly around herself, wincing at the movement. Her gaze darted wildly around the room. Clothes were scattered everywhere. For a split second, everything stood still. Then- A piercing scream tore through the room. "AHHH!" --- --- --- "I... I'm sorry, Mumma... Dadda... I'm so sorry..." Her voice was barely a whisper, fragile and broken as she sat on the cold floor. The room was silent-too silent-as if the world itself had stepped back. please don't hate me..." she murmured, her grip tightening around the blade Tears slipped down her cheeks. "I'm... s-sorry...". Her hand trembled as she lowered the knife, pressing it against her wrist. Then she dragged the blade across. A sharp gasp escaped her lips as pain bloomed. Blood began to well up,but she didn't stop.

I never believed in love. At least not the kind that stays. To me, it was always temporary something that felt real for a moment and disappeared without warning. So I taught myself not to expect it, not to depend on it. And then he came into my life. "You don't believe in love?" he had asked once, a faint smile playing on his lips. I didn't answer him then. Because I didn't know how to explain that love, to me, always came with an ending. But he changed that. Not gently, not slowly but in a way that made me question everything I thought I knew, until I found myself feeling things I had promised I never would. And now I'm scared. Because if I fall this time... I won't just lose him. I might lose myself too. . . . She was everything I never allowed myself to want. Unexpected. Unavoidable. "You have no idea what you've done to me," I had told her once, half a confession, half a warning. Love doesn't ask before it enters your life. It doesn't wait for permission. It crashes in, takes over, and leaves you with no choice but to feel it. And she? She became that for me. My woman. The one I could fall in love with, again and again, without ever getting tired of it.

-𝐓𝐮 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐡𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐛𝐡𝐮𝐥𝐚 𝐝𝐞!- She sank to the floor, knees pulled in, her breath unsteady. "Some nights I feel like I'll disappear," she whispered. Ehan moved without urgency, lowering himself beside her. His hand found her arm, steady, warm-then gently, carefully, he drew her closer. She didn't resist. He shifted, guiding her onto his lap, slow enough to let her pull away, but she didn't. His arm settled around her, holding her there, while his other hand moved through her hair-soft, unhurried, smoothing it back, then lingering. Her head rested against his chest. For a moment, she stilled-listening his heartbeat-steady, unrushed. "Then I'll stay awake with you," he murmured, his voice low above her, "until you remember you're still here." Her fingers tightened slightly against his shirt. She buried her face into the side of his neck, the restraint slipping as quiet sobs escaped her. Her fingers clutched at his shirt, holding on like it was the only thing keeping her grounded. Ehan's arm tightened around her back, pulling her closer against his chest. He didn't say anything. Didn't ask her to stop. Just held her there, closer than before, letting her stay in the space she had finally allowed herself to fall into. -⁠☆ Pakhi is like a small bird - quiet, careful, and carrying hidden scars from a world that never made room for her. She expresses herself through her writing, the only place she feels safe to be seen. Ehan is like a full moon - bold, bright, and sometimes reckless, but with shadows of loss he can't hide. Where she hesitates, he moves with daring; where he burns too brightly, she offers calm. In a world of darkness, the bird finds its way by the moon, and together they discover light even in the deepest shadow.

Aaryan Malhotra stopped believing in love the day his heart broke. Siya Sharma never stopped believing - even when no one believed her. He's the nation's most eligible business tycoon - cold, composed, and emotionally retired since his first heartbreak. She's a pediatrician with a soft heart, loud laugh, and temper sharper than her eyeliner. One arranged meeting. One near fall. And two families who've already planned the wedding. When their families decide they're perfect for each other, what begins as a traditional "rishta meeting" turns into a rollercoaster of chai-fueled chaos, healing, and late-night texting. Because maybe love doesn't need fireworks - sometimes, it just needs one stubborn girl, one guarded man, and a home full of loud, meddling desi relatives. 💛 "Tera Mera Safar" - When Hearts Come Home: Rishton Ka Ghar.

# 𝕭𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝕯𝖊𝖛𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 ·········⋆༺𓆩❀𓆪༻⋆········· • 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 Three Mafia sisters. Three broken men. And dangerous obsession. Raised in blood and fire, Ira, Isha, and Aisha rule the underworld with ruthless hearts and buried pain. But when they cross paths with Ishaan, Rivan, and Devansh - three best friends bound by secrets, scars, and survival - everything begins to unravel. A quiet waiter, a guarded math teacher, and a man who sells his body to forget his past - none of them were ready for the storm these women would bring. And the sisters? They didn't expect to fall - not in love, but into something darker. Deeper. More dangerous. What began as control turned into chaos. What began as obsession became a war of hearts. Some cages break you. Others make you feel alive for the first time.

" 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞'𝐬 𝐩𝐢𝐧, 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐢 " ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ ★ 𝗬𝘂𝗴𝗮𝗻𝘁 ᥫ᭡ 𝗥𝘂𝗵𝗶 ★ ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ Start : 04/Jan/2023 end : 16/June/2023

BOOK-1 of THE DEADLY DEVOTION SERIES. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 ,𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲.. 𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫. ꧁༒𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈 × 𝐀𝐁𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐔༒꧂ 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀: A bright, innocent girl with a heart full of laughter and eyes full of dreams. 𝔹𝕌𝕋 𝕆ℕ𝔼 ℕ𝕀𝔾ℍ𝕋....𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕕. Hᴇʀ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ, ʜᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ʜᴇʀ ᴛʀᴜsᴛ- sɴᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ɪɴ ᴀ sɪɴɢʟᴇ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ. And the man standing beside her in the wedding mandap wasn't 𝕊𝕀𝔻𝔻ℍ𝔸ℝ𝕋- ℍ𝔼ℝ 𝔽𝕀𝔸ℕℂ𝔼. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐀𝐁𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐔 -- Her cousin's fiance. Cold, Arrogent. Mysterious. A man who didn't believe in love but still claimed her as his wife. ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ɴᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ, SHRAVARI ғɪɴᴅs ʜᴇʀsᴇʟғ ᴛᴏʀɴ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʜᴇʀ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ᴘᴀsᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ sʟᴏᴡʟʏ ʙᴇɢɪɴs ᴛᴏ sʜᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡᴀʟʟ sʜᴇ ʙᴜɪʟᴅs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ. ~𝑊𝐼𝐿𝐿 𝑆𝐻𝑅𝐴𝑉𝐴𝑅𝐼 𝐸𝑉𝐸𝑅 𝐹𝑂𝑅𝐺𝐼𝑉𝐸 𝐷𝐸𝑆𝑇𝐼𝑁𝑌 𝐹𝑂𝑅 𝑇𝐴𝐾𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝐴𝑊𝐴𝑌 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑀𝐴𝑁 𝑆𝐻𝐸 𝐿𝑂𝑉𝐸𝐷...𝑂𝑅 𝑆𝐻𝐸 𝐿𝑂𝑆𝐸 𝐻𝐸𝑅 𝐻𝐸𝐴𝑅𝑇 𝑇𝑂 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑀𝐴𝑁 𝑆𝐻𝐸 𝑊𝐴𝑆 𝑁𝐸𝑉𝐸𝑅 𝑀𝐸𝐴𝑁𝑇 𝑇𝑂 𝐿𝑂𝑉𝐸...?? #2 in top 10 across the India- 11.03.2026 #1- 12/13.03.2026

Previously known as "Destined Love" "𝑨 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒔-𝑨𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑺𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒔" Second book in Destined series