Three rules I was supposed to follow this semester: 1. Don't fall for the professor. 2. Don't flirt with the neighbor. 3. Don't marry either of them. Too bad they're the same man. Rhea Sharma is used to turning heads, getting into trouble, and never backing down from a dare-especially when the dare looks like six-foot-two of sharp cheekbones and unholy control issues. Professor Ishan Khanna is the man girls whisper about in class, the kind of danger you don't just fall for-you crave it. He's cold, brilliant, ruthless-and off-limits. But when a twist of fate ties them in a secret arranged marriage, and they're forced to share more than just a wall between their apartments... Let's just say temptation doesn't knock. It breaks in. Touch Me, Sir. Bold girl. Dom professor. Dirty secrets. Silent jealousy. Forbidden nights. You've been warned. ---

He's 6'2" of cocky, charming chaos. She barely reaches his chest. He sings like a god, breaks hearts like a hobby, and has a college fan club dedicated to his smirk. She's the quiet one - all oversized hoodies, smudged kajal, and sarcasm. Not the kind of girl people fall for... except maybe him. But they're just best friends. He calls her Chamko. She calls him Rockstar. She builds architectural models at 3 AM. He climbs hostel windows with KitKats and coffee. When the whole college is falling for Aarush Shekhawat, he's busy looking for one girl in the crowd - Amyra Sharma. No one knows their story. Not even them. A story about two best friends who swear they're not in love... until they are. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° Height difference ✔ Late-night hugs ✔ Jealousy & teasing ✔ He sings only for her ✔ Best friends to lovers? Let's see. #ChamkoAndRockstar #BestFriendsToLovers#WattpadIndia

~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• She fell in love with her friend's brother And they treated her as if it's a sin She was alone He wanted to be her home She was an orphan He wanted to be her family . . . "Why are you here now huh?? just to check did I die or not??" - she screamed "Wha-what are you saying" - he leaned closer "don't Don't you dare to come clo-" And the next moment he smashed his lips on hers . . . ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• °° ||A story of Ordinary Love||°° Age gap He fell first and harder Sunshine/possesive × shy

Power. Greed. Bloodlust. Medieval Europe is in a witch hunting frenzy and Claire has no choice but to run. She leaves behind the man she loves and the land she's known her whole life to start anew with her mother in a mysterious land called Arabia. She meets Raafi, a tormented Arabian prince whose life is marked by disappointments and expectations he cannot meet. A world of chaos ties them together when they realise that their lives are a product of a deadly bargain made with a power hungry creature that belongs in nightmares. Now she is back to collect.

"𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕨𝕟𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 , 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖" ----------------------------------------------------------------- "Neither she loves you nor she belongs to you" her ex fiancee shouted in anger. He stood up from his king-like chair and walked towards him in a casual demeanor...."But she moans my name pretty loudly at night!" He hissed near his ear in a devilish smirk!!!! "Why are you doing this Kabir...you are playing with her , you don't , in fact you can't love anyone" he said being heartbroken by his previous statement. Tck...tck ...tck....he laughed like a devil and said..." You are right I don't love her in fact I don't love anyone...but that has nothing to do with me having her in my bed , under me ,at my mercy and you know the best part , you my dear baby brother can't do anything about it!!! Follow this journey of madness and possessiveness !!!! Highest rank🥇 #1 in Wattpad #1 in maturethemes

"Black Night And Blue Moon, Listen My Wisper Very Soon How Much Distance, Don't know, They Are With Me Just Show When My Eyes Have Rain! They Come silently, Share My Pain In This World That Is Sain, With Struggle Humanity Who Gain Love And Sympathy Are Main, Which My Feelings Explain White Bird Is Like My Heart, Who Loves Moon By Heart Only Best In Creature, Who Is Sensitive by Nature!! Amber! We must Know, The Skint Of Feeling Is No!" - S.Sadia Amber Jilani She was no different than any other nineteen year old girl. Her life surrounded by her family and her novels. Music gave her excitement, shayaris brought goosebumps, smiling was her key to live. The only thing that always outshone her than any other was the way she embraced her imperfections and flaunt them back as they are the most perfect thing in the whole universe. This is her, the "JAAN" of Sheikh Haveli. He is one of those kind who always thought romance, love, emotions are only words of books. They look nice if they are printed on the pages of some books not on the pages of his life. Life is something which is the result of your taken actions. If you're born weak it ain't your fault, if you remain weak it's your fault. Work, buisness, taking care of his family made him what he is today, the emperor of buisness world. ⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅∙∘☽༓☾∘∙•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅ Started: July, 2022 Ended: March, 2023

"No. You ain't mine." Seven years ago, Avni Mehta married Neil Khanna-the cold, emotionally distant man the world feared, but the only one she ever loved. Their wedding was secret. Their vows whispered under the stars. But that very night, he disappeared, promising he'd be back. He never returned. No calls. No letters. No explanations. For seven long years, she waited-holding onto a name, a hope, and a lie. Now, fate brings them face-to-face again. And the man she gave everything to-the one she waited for-is accused of betraying her in the worst possible way. Cheating. Moving on. Leaving her to rot in the shadows of their past. She wants answers. He wants forgiveness. But when love is buried under years of silence, broken trust, and rage-can the truth still matter? Did he really cheat on her... or is the truth far more dangerous?