We were never supposed to marry, and our marriage was wrong because of many reasons but it didn't take him a single second before he shouted in front of the whole village and said that I am his wife and marry me in front of them. And I was just standing there like a statue because what could I have done when my own family is in different country and the person whom I was getting married ran away leaving me to get killed by the goons. He saved me when no one was there for me, when everyone was against me and wanted to kill me. He stood there like a rock and become my shield and my husband. And this is where our story of endless love and fight begins. And all of this just because we are from different religion and society will never accept our marriage and love. All of this started because of that tremendously awful day when it was announced that our country is getting divided into two parts and that we have to leave our country, my home where I was born and brought up. The partition of 1947 changed my life for forever. I am Noor and this is my story of Love and War with those whom I used to thought were my loved ones.

CLICK ME HARDER He ignored her in real life . But online... he moans her name. Aadhya lives for one thing- her sexy, tall neighbor Eshaan. He doesn't even glance at her in the hallway, but every night she watches him, with fingers deep, moaning for a man who doesn't even know her name. So she decides to makes a fake profile. To Talk dirty and to make him beg. He doesn't know the girl he's jerking off to every night... lives right next door. This is lust. This is Obsession. TROPES • Online Love • Mature love • She falls first, he falls Harder • Love at first sight ... This story contains sex scenes and mature language, so proceed further considering all of this as warning is been given. #1 on #hotneighbour #1 on #onlineromance

Nikita Joshi: A 20 year old 3rd year CS student studying at University of Bournbrooke, India. She's transferred here due to her merits and does not wish to get distracted by anything. Mayukh Roy: A 21 year old 3rd year CS student. Topper, extremely smart and a heartthrob in the university. The grandson of the founder of the University, he's got the power and money. Love, when it hits, hits him hard, but he doesn't believe it's something for him. But then, his eyes meet hers. When he sees her, his eyes are fixed on her, and he always gets what he wants. But her, her determination is loud. When she decides, it's done. What will happen when two determined people collide? Can Mayukh make her his? Or does Nikita's determination to stay away from guys win? Rich Boy x Middle Class Girl Topper x Topper Popular Boy x Quiet Girl Possessive ML Touch her and die College Romance Cute and Cliché 🏅#1 in India 🏅#1 in wattpadindia 🏅#4 in College 🏅 #2 in loveatfirstsight

The heart is a complicated thing, it's supposed to keep you alive. Situated in the left side of your chest, pumping blood through your body to keep you going. Then, Nandini wonders, how can it betray her like this. It's supposed to beat for Nandini, with the sole purpose of keeping her alive, so how can it start beating for someone else? 18+

𝑨𝒃𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒗 𝑿 𝑨𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒂 He's her teacher. She's his forbidden storm. And neither of them knows how to walk away. She wasn't supposed to fall for him. He was never meant to feel. But when rules break, love doesn't ask twice.... 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫....

"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.

He was the professor no one could ignore. She was the girl everyone overlooked. Professor Abhimanyu, 32, wasn't just another name on the faculty list...he was a presence. Known for his sharp mind, unmatched work ethic, and an aura of quiet authority, he taught Architectural Design like it was more than a subject... like it was a language of the soul. But he wasn't easy to keep. In just two years, he had already left two prestigious universities...never for better offers, but for something far more rare: his self-respect. He refused to compromise his dignity, no matter the cost. Then came Amrita. A final-year student. Always present, yet invisible. Always silent, yet full of unspoken thoughts. She wasn't the girl people noticed..she was the one they laughed at. The one who tried to fit in but somehow became the punchline instead. Shy. Introverted. "Boring," they called her. But they never really saw her. Because beneath that quiet exterior lived a mind that felt deeply, imagined endlessly, and observed everything. And yes... She had a crush on him. Just like many others. But unlike them, hers wasn't shallow admiration. It was something softer. Something deeper. She didn't just notice his looks, she noticed the way he spoke about design, the way he stood by his principles, the way he never pretended to be someone he wasn't. And maybe... he noticed something too. Not the loudest voice in class. Not the brightest attention-seeker. But the girl who stayed back, whose designs carried emotions no one else could draw, whose silence spoke louder than words. What happens when a man who values dignity above everything meets a girl who has never been valued at all? When admiration turns into understanding... When silence turns into connection... When two completely different worlds begin to align.. A story begins. Not loud. Not rushed. Not perfect. But real. Ranks - No.1 in Slowburn (24 feb 2025)

Book 1 of 'RATHORE SERIES!' RUHANIKA THAKUR She was beautiful, kind and soft hearted girl from a nice wealthy family in Rajasthan. A sudden change of events made her totally lonely in this world. What will happen when certain someone's gaze fell on her? Will that be her change of fate?!? ABHEER SINGH RATHORE #HUKUM SA of Rajasthan He is known as the Cold, Ruthless CEO. Work is his only life. His family is his heart. He can go to any extent for his loved ones. People of Rajasthan gave immense respect to him for his good deeds and fair behaviour. What will happen when certain someone make sudden appearance in his life?!? What will happen when that certain someone will become his life?!? Hello friends! This is my first story. I'll try my level best to fulfill your expectations. There is a twist that you will only know when you read the story! So start reading and explore this beautiful story of our hukum sa and his love!!❤ Do show your support!👌

Story of a true king and his beloved Rebel ❤️ ***** "You remember your Dada Hukum always said that a true king never bow's down infront of anyone other than..." His Grandma didn't completed her sentence. "His Queen!" He completed her sentence. "So?" She raised her eyebrow. "She'll be my Queen." The Passionate sincerity in his eyes conveyed a silent promise. And Raghuvanshi's never breaked their promises, not even for thier life! ***** "There are no coincidences. Only destiny exists to show our soul it's own path" She said. While he was listening to her talks from a distance. "Do know why I called her Ligress earlier, Shakti" He asked his most loyal man "No Hukum Sa." Shakti replied. "Because ligress is a hybrid,A lion and tigress offspring which have qualities of both. She is like that, the beauty and pride of a lion, Fierceness and playfulness of a Tigress." He told his assistant. ******* Be mine Shiv! Be mine forever! Say that Shivansh Singh Raghuvanshi is mine. My Shiv is mine!" Rehmaat growled possessively! "Only yours, Shiv is only Rehmaat's!" He muttered lovingly. ***** She is a simple impulsive Rebel and he is the ever calm Royal. What will happen when they will meet? Even better question, what will happen when they will become one? With all the secrets of the past and complications of future this is there journey of becoming one while fighting the demons of past! ***** " The ones who are not afraid of death are more powerful than death itself"- The King "I am a type of Person who will restore your faith in Humanity"- The Queen Join me in this incredible journey - Ramandeep

A twisted tale of obsession, control, and the kind of love that doesn't just 'owns' you... it unravels you in the most beautiful way. (Mature content ahead! Reader discretion is adviced )