-"Ibrahim Abis" An introvert , 26 years old, handsome, intelligent, cold, is a professor "Mujhe rules pasand hen or perfection bhi because perfection is not just a goal; it is the way of life" -"Jannat Jamal" An extrovert, 19 years old , beauty with brains , student at the same college studying neurology "Is dunya me koi bi perfect nhi he isliye galtian sbse hotin hen or zindagi me mza rules tor kr hi ata he" **************** What will happen if these two cousins who are South and North are tied in the purest relationship of Nikkah by their families? When they both have a past effecting their present and maybe future. What challenges will they face when Ibrahim is not ready to give this marriage a chance because he thinks of Jannat as a kid because of her being 7 years younger than him and also his student ? Tropes Professor X student Cold X soft Cousins Sister's best friend **************** MY OWN IMAGINATION AND WORK 💯 DO NOT COPY ❌🚫 And also English is not my first language and if by any chance this story matches any real incidents or people then it is a mere coincidence every thing is my imagination except for few places ~Enjoy ❤️

Avyaan Vedang Vishwanathan "He never believed in love. Until she became his wife. Now he believes in nothing else but owning her." ............ Udita Avyaan Vishwanathan. "He felt like danger... but for once, I wasn't afraid. I wanted to fall-if it meant falling into him." ....................... Join the beautiful journey of Avyaan and Udita finding their peace in each other

A collection of short stories. Explore the world of Pakistani novellas✨ 1. Love Lessons by Professor ✓ 2. Bitter Sweet Love ✓ 3. Silent Tears ✓ 4. The Dazzling Beauty ✓ 5. The Entangled Love ✓

Aira never wanted romance. She wanted residency, respect, and a life built on faith - not fantasy. Until a rain-soaked night shift introduced her to Dr. Zayan Mirza, the man who looked composed but held chaos in his chest. Their love grows not in haste, but in softness - chai shared at 3 A.M., stolen glances across ECG monitors, duas whispered instead of confessions. When Nikkah comes, it isn't the climax - it's the beginning. This is not a love story where hearts fall recklessly. It's where two souls fall correctly. A gentle Muslim romance with hospital nights, shy smiles, and a forever built one prayer at a time. AIRA ANSARI • Age: 24 • Profession: MBBS Resident / ER Medical Officer • Personality: calm yet sarcastic, intelligent, emotionally soft but strong, observant, values modesty & growth • Arc: learns to embrace love without losing herself - love as support, not replacement • Weakness: overthinks, hides her feelings • Strength: empathetic, hardworking, spiritually grounded ZAYAN MIRZA • Age: 28 • Profession: Cardiologist / Senior Medical Resident • Personality: composed, sharp intellect, calm exterior with suppressed depth, protective but respectful • Arc: allows himself to feel, to be vulnerable, to choose softness without fear • Weakness: shuts down emotions to avoid pain • Strength: loyal, gentle leader, emotionally safe partner Together they grow - not perfect, but aligned. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

#2 - muslim | 15-12-2021 #2 - muslim love story | 15-12-2021 #3 - forbidden | 1-08-2021 #2 - spiritual | 9-09-2022 #4 - intense | 17-12-2021 #3 - twists and turns | 8-08-2022 #6 - desi | 23-12-2021 #14 - islamic love story | 27-03-2021 #11 - love at first sight | 22-12-2021 #14 - forbidden | 12-11-2021 #22 - lovestory | 13-10-2021 #16 - indian | 15-10-2021 #25 - urdu | 29-08-2022 #23 - marriage | 12-12-2021 #21 - india | 16-12-2021 #15 - singer | 6-11-2022 ••• "This feels so right." Ayaan whispered, putting my hair behind my ear. Making butterflies appear in my stomach. "Wh-What?" I asked nervously. "You being My Wife." He said staring at me with such intensity in his eyes, making me blush. Hearing him calling me His wife, did something to my heart. "You were the one who kidnapped Mustafa, weren't you?" I asked suspiciously. A chuckle escape his lips, making him even more handsome than he is. "Yes." He agrees. "Why?" I gasped. "Jaan Ho Tum Mere, Zoya. Aese kaese Mein Tumhe Kisi Aur Ka Hone Deta." He growls possessively, pulling me closer to him.

Meerab Mahnoor, 22, a breathtaking beauty with fire in her soul and poetry on her lips, graduated in English Honours from Hyderabad Central University. Her dream? To earn her M.A in Literature from London and return as someone her parents could proudly speak of. But London wasn't just a place of books and dreams-it was a storm waiting to swallow her whole. Because the danger didn't wear a mask. It wore a suit. And stood at the front of her classroom. Khan Murtasim Khan, 28, sinfully hot, cold-eyed, and maddeningly unreadable, was in his fourth year of PhD studies-and her professor. He didn't smile. He didn't bend. But when his gaze found Meerab, everything began to unravel. He noticed her. He watched her. And then... he wanted her. The glances turned into tension. The tension turned into obsession. And Meerab? She stepped into a game of shadows with a man who could ruin her... or awaken everything she never knew she craved. Because some lessons aren't taught in books-some are learned between stolen glances, whispered threats, and forbidden touches. He's supposed to guide her, not crave her. She's supposed to respect him, not need him. But some stories don't follow the syllabus. And some desires? They're just waiting to be unleashed. Dark secrets. Stolen glances. A past that won't stay buried. And a chemistry that refuses to be denied. This is not your typical campus romance. It's twisted. It's intense. It's everything you weren't ready for. Tropes you'll love: Professor × Student Age Gap (6 years) Possessive Male Lead Sweet Bubly Female Lead Dark Academia Vibes Enemies to Obsession Power Play Mystery + Slow Burn + Smut Hidden Past / Forbidden Romance He Falls First. He Falls Hard. Are you ready to enter the classroom where love is the most dangerous subject of all? ~ Edited Version of Professor Khan's Beloved!

Ayesha Siddiqui a 2nd year medical student with lots of drama and chaos is supposed to marry the hearthorb of the college, The player boy, A one with good looks and charm, but at her wedding day he ran off without any notice. Her parents ask her to marry someone on the same day. She refuses and walks out the house. She is a lady of courage and strength who knows how to stand up for herself. (Author💨: If you don't like strong female leads,I am really sorry but the story isn't for you babes, You can put the book down cause she won't behave like a doormat) Ahmed Malik wears that smug smile all the damn time is her bffs brother. He is a Indian born and bought up in United kingdom. You will know more about him reading the story. (AUTHOR: HEY DEAR READER IF U R REALLY INTRESTED OR JUST WANT TO TRY THE STORY..I REQUEST U TO ADD THIS TO UR LIBRARY ONCE I'LL BE BACK HERE UPDATING I'LL INFORM U)

She hates him . Or she believes so. He hates her . Or he claims to. She says she dislikes his presence. He ignores her entire existence. They can't stand each other . Or they pretend so . Is it hate ? Or is it the passion which burns hard. Is it love that is blossoming between them so hard ? Join in the story of Anam and Haider to find out. Haider Farooq x Anam Baig Grumpy x Sunshine Professor x Student Age gap Arrange marriage He fell first and hard. Note that it is the third book in the series. It can also be read as a standalone. The first two books are ' His Cuore' and ' Her surgeon' . You can read them for a better experience. Enjoy.

Male lead Ayaan khan Age : 30 years Height : 6 ft Personality: inteligent, cold , unapproachable and passionate Female lead Aayaat khan Age : 22 years Height : 5 ft 4 inch Personality: clums, care free , sweet and chaotic Two totally opposite people with a huge age gap . What will happen when they bond into pure bond of marriage. Will they accept each other or not !? Will they apart always 🫣!?

"Z-Zayd p-please, n-nahi." That's all she could manage to say. "Main janta hoon aap darr rahi hain," he said, his voice breaking just a little, "Aur main is darr ki wajah banna nahi chahta. Lekin main kab se iss raat ka intezaar kar raha tha,jab aap meri ho jayengi." When his face came dangerously close, Noor panicked. Her hands quickly rose to his chest, trying to push him back. "Z-Zayd, P-please chodhiye hume, a-aisa mat kijiye" she pleaded, turning her face away,voice low. But Zayd was too far gone. His hand moved to her cheek, gently turning her face back toward him. His thumb brushed her jawline, tender but possessive. "Noor," he murmured, his lips brushing close to hers now, "Bas ek baar," Before she could form another word, before her breath could catch, his mouth was on hers, forceful and demanding. Noor froze. Her fists pushed weakly at his chest. She tried pushing, clawing, muffled screaming, trying to fight him off, but he didn't budge.Tears spilled freely down her cheeks, trailing over their locked lips. Soft, broken sobs shook through her.But he didn't stop. He felt the salt of her tears between their mouths,yet it only made his kiss fiercer, more desperate. Like something inside him snapped.Her pain, her trembling,he felt it all. Still, he couldn't let go.He had waited too long, yearned too deep. Finally, after eternity, He pulled back just enough to see her face. Tears. So many of them. Streaming freely, glistening against the dim light. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her lips red and swollen, trembling,not from desire but fear. He cupped her face as she lay there, not moving an inch. "Noor meri baat suniye, Miyan biwi ke darmiyaan ye sab normal hota hai, izhar e mohabbat ka ek tareeka," "P-Please, H-Hume darr l-lag raha h-hai, C-Chodh dijiye"