Student × Professor Romance Roohi and Nishaan cherish an epic Bollywood love story until Maan Singh enter their lives. A game of Junoon (obsession) begins. Roohi is an introvert, bookworm girl who gets attracted to her grumpy professor Nishaan on the first day of college. Their attachment, passion, desires and a series of event lead to a forbidden relationship. However, things take a horrific turn when Nishaan's enemy Maan Singh enter their lives.

Mr. Raichand, you are my boss, not my therapist. I don't find it professional." I told the man sitting opposite to me in his black suit and thumb pressing his lip as he continued to look at me. " Shivanya, things have never been professional between you and me ever since you walked in for that interview. Since then, I have thought about you in seven hundred ways, none of which closely resonates with me being your boss or you being my employee." The thing is, he doesn't mince words outside the Courtroom. I am sorry, what?" I asked, shocked. " You heard me right for the first time." He did not repeat him words but continued to look at me, standing a few feet away from and looking intimidating just as ever. The thing was, I hated being looked at for too much. Much of this insecurity came from being curvy and not being comfortable under my own skin. But his gaze was something else. It did not make me uncomfortable in the way people usually do, it was almost as if he was looking at me. Not my looks or my work, but at me. " You fail to understand, sir. When I tell you that I don't want your help in something which is not related to work, I mean it. Apart from that, if I find myself in a difficult position in a case, I know where to find you." I took a step back and turned around to collect my laptop and bag to leave but his voice stopped me again. " I have been waiting for you longer than you know of it Miss Chopra. You will find out soon enough." His words sounded dangerously close to a promise, sending a shiver down my spine as he once again sat down in the chair next to where I was standing. " Have a good day sir." I hurried out of the Conference room once I had everything. Ignorance is bliss, until it is not. She knows of it. He knows of it. He accepts it, she does not. They are not opposites but they are in no way similar either. But the real question is, will she acknowledge it?

"If I find out that you've been daydreaming about another man, I'll take you right then and there in front of him" Two women chasing peace. Two men willing to burn the world for them. Between justice and obsession, love finds its way. Each heart in this story breaks the rules. Each one... an Illegal Heart.

"If you touch me again," I hissed, my voice razor-sharp, "I'll report you. And I'll make sure you regret it. Now, why don't you go cry to your wife and kids, old man?" I turned to leave, but his hand shot out, gripping my arm and spinning me back around. Before I could react, he pressed me against the wall, his hands braced on either side of my head, trapping me in his iron grip. "Say that again," he growled, his voice low and smooth, yet dangerous enough to send shivers down my spine. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ARABELLA VERSACE - Bold, sharp-tongued and unapologetically independent. She knew where she should never be and who to never approach, could never be too sure if they weren't sent by her family. She kept the world at an arms length. DOMINIC MORETTI - A man who commands fear, loyalty, and respect. As the leader of one of the most powerful mafia families, he's ruthless and calculated, thriving in a world of shadows. But behind the dangerous exterior lies a man who never lets anyone too close-until her.. ONE DARE. ONE KISS. ONE RUNAWAY HEIRESS. ONE MAFIA KING. ONE WOMAN WHO WON'T BEND. ONE MAN WHO WON'T BREAK. What a match made in hell. They were destined to burn, but will they ignite together-or destroy each other? And what happens when he kills her best friend right in front of her? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ VERSACE - TEMPTING THE DEVIL « All rights reserved. TreKonSi.

When Alexis agrees to help the school's player, she must guard the secret that could unravel everything - even as unexpected feelings complicate the game. *** What happens when Alexis Dawson, the 'resident loser' of Redwood High, agrees to help the school's notorious player, Aaron Walker? How can she stop herself from falling for him? It isn't all love and romance - Alexis has a secret of her own. Join them on a journey of jealousy, betrayal, trust, friendship, and love. A little favour just got a whole lot more complicated. *** He was so close, his breath hit my lips. His eyes darted from my eyes to my lips. I stared intently, awaiting his next move. His lips fell near my ear. "Shut up and kiss me" He whispered roughly. A chill shot up my spine. I pulled back, staring at his eyes and leaned in...

Tharagai, an archaeologist bound by an unseen thread to the Chola past, finds herself drawn into history-quite literally. A forgotten artifact, a whisper of fate, and in the blink of an eye, she stands before Arulmozhi Varman, the prince she has loved across lifetimes. As destiny unravels, war looms, and secrets of the past beckon, Tharagai must choose-embrace the love written in time or fade into history's shadows once more. A tale of love, longing, and a destiny that refuses to be forgotten

𝙏𝙪𝙣𝙚 𝙠𝙮𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙖 , 𝙈𝙖𝙧 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙢𝙞𝙩 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙃𝙤 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙞...... ♡ 𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙄 𝘿𝙀𝙀𝙒𝘼𝙉𝙄 ♡ Shashwat Rajvansh - An introvert, calm and ambitious guy studies in class 12th. For him "Rules are meant to be followed". He is a bookworm and topper of his class . He is prince charming of almost all girls of school but never give a glance to them . His dream is to join Indian army and for that he is studying very hard . He has no time for Love. Siya Malhotra - An exovert and chirpy girl studies in class 11th . She is always ready to break the rules and have zero interest in study . She has promised herself to not to fall in love but a sudden encounter with her senior "Shashwat Rajvansh" Changed her perspective about love when she slowly started falling for him who doesn't seem to be interested in her. The more she is getting to know him the more she is falling for him. ************************************************** "For me, Love is devotion." She said, her eyes were drawn to the resplendent Krishna idol. "Then I am devoted to you, Siya, the way you are devoted to your Krishna." He replied looking at her with an intensity akin to how a priest gazes at an idol. *************************************************** Jump inside the story to know more ❤️✨. ______________________________________________ There is no cheating, no toxicity and no love angle. It is just a simple school love story which includes Love, friendship and lots of fun that would probably take you back to your school days. ______________________________________________________

"Mohobbat toh beintehha thi apse, lekin na apse wafa mili na apki mohobbat se" ✨ "Ishq se kya gila kare, bhul toh humari hai jo do dafa bina dil walo ko dil gava baithe hum"

"I don't think your parents are paying your fees so that you could sleep in a well-furnished physics classroom!" Arnav barked, his voice cutting through the silence. Aradhaya stood silently, her head hung low. "And I don't think your parents raised you as a human so that in the end you could bark like a dog" she muttered under her breath.

Siya Raichand was protected, cared and loved all her childhood. She had a perfect family, a perfect house, and a perfect life. Until one fateful night. Now she didn't feel safe out of her father's arms, touch wasn't appreciated if it wasn't her mother's and eyes seemed to be holding alternate motive if it wasn't her family looking at her. Siya had long back realized world only believes what's on surface, never does it try to go beyond it. And she, she had a depth of an ocean that no one was willing to explore. She wasn't just the epitome of cruel smirks and cold glares, no, there was gentleness hidden within but no one seemed to believe that. So she didn't bother either. Because it didn't deserve what she was within, it deserved her ruthlessness and that's what she gave, in abundance. If it feared her eyes, she didn't stop herself from throwing daggers through her empty glares. If it feared her mouth, she retaliated with filthy words and sarcasm. If it feared her memories, she gave them nightmares to dream about. The world perceives her as a cruel, sanctimonious, greedy, and a sadist woman? Fine, that's what it'll get. And she was determined to live by that, had it not been him barging into her life with his eyes darker than grey sky, his smile gentle than moonlight, his touch tender than a rose petal and his lips, those damn lips, so fucking kissable, that always spoke with undaunted courage and leveled sarcasm. He wasn't intimidated like the rest of the world. He didn't entertain her status like the money sucking leeches did. He was him, and that was her favourite fucking thing about him. The moment their bare fingers had brushed and she felt her heart skyrocketing, in a good way, she knew she couldn't let go of him. He was her salvation. He was her medicine. He was her change. And he belonged to her. And hell would freeze over before she gave up on him.