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"So what's your type?" "What do you mean?" I pause, looking up from my book to meet the eyes of my dear friend. "Type of what?" She shakes her head with a chuckle. Her head then jerks to her boyfriend, busy trying to figure out a solution in his work. "What type of guy do you like?" "I don't really have one." I reply. "Come on, there must be something a guy does that catches your attention." My eyes casually glance around the courtyard, trying to figure out a quick response to her question. But then I hear a voice speak just to the right of us, Professor Abel happily talking to Mr. Levine. "Well?" "Older." I mumble. "Someone older." "Just older?" His deep grey eyes soften slightly in the sunlight. "Someone... colder too." "So you want someone as bad as Professor Abel?" My friend jokes poking my side with her fingers. I snap my head back to her, surprised at her question. To brush off the embarrassment I shrug my shoulders, faking a smile but my heart is pounding furiously. "Haha, very funny." It's as if our conversation has been leaked when my eyes rest back on the tall individual. The grey swirls are staring right back at me, his colleague oblivious of his wandering eyes. His expression is stern but in the light it seems as though his lips are curled up, making my stomach do a flip. "My type." I whisper with a small smile. - When her enemy of a teacher becomes something more than just a person she hates - Completely fictional! 🤗 Please vote~ #3 - high (3/10/2024) #1 - student (7/10/2024) #1 - enemies (1/11/2024) #5 - hate (18/11/2024) #1 - lovers (23/11/2024) #12 - heartache (04/01/2025) #4 - teacher (02/03/2025) #3 - teenfiction (14/03/2025) #5 - war (31/03/2025) #1 - high (02/06/2025) #6 - heartache (4/06/2025) #2 - school (21/07/2025 #2 - hate (27/09/2025) #2 - enemies (23/10/25)

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

Baani Agnihotri 23 year old studying Architecture, gets suddenly Married to her Childhood Friend Om Upadhyay(28) who is orthopaedic doctor. No She is not a replaced Bride nor he is a replaced Groom, The marriage happens with consent but still Sudden ! Would Baani and Om be able to manage this pure bond of marriage or would they end up apart? Would Om be able to heal Baani from something he never broke? Trope - Marriage, best Friends to Lovers, Brother's Best friend, Sudden Marriage, Slow burn, steamy romance, Romcom ! #indian 15th Rank #india 88th Rank #marriage 120 Rank #forced marriage rank 18 #romance rank 70 #Rank 2 in marriage-of-convenience #marriage #forced #slowburn #lovers #romance #Rank 2 in marriage #rank 3 in India #rank 1 in indian #rank 3 in forcedmarriage

The Dixits and Malhotras-two billionaire families bound by decades of friendship-had always dreamed of uniting their legacies through marriage. Their children grew up together, treating each other like family. Among them, Sonakshi Dixit had always been particularly close to everyone in the Malhotra family-except for one person: Devansh Malhotra, the reserved and aloof eldest son. Unlike his charming and outgoing younger brother, Rohan, whom she was set to marry, Devansh kept his distance, rarely engaging in conversations unless necessary. Sonakshi had accepted this marriage for the sake of her family, her parents, and her beloved chachu-chachi, who had always treated her as their own daughter. But deep down, her heart had never belonged to Rohan-it had always been drawn to Devansh, the man who never spared her more than a few words but whose silent presence spoke volumes to her. The only person who knew this secret was her best friend, Rhea Malhotra-Devansh and Rohan's younger sister. With the wedding already in motion, the absence of the groom would be a disaster for both families' reputations. But before anyone could panic, Devansh did what everyone silently expected him to do-he stepped forward. Without hesitation, without emotion, he took his younger brother's place. Not out of love, but out of duty. He would marry Sonakshi, not because he loved her-but because it was the only way to protect the honor of both families. As Sonakshi found herself standing before the man she had secretly loved, dressed as his bride, she realized that this was not just a marriage of convenience. It was fate giving them a chance-whether Devansh would ever return her feelings, however, was a question that only time could answer.

A wedding... and a runaway bride! Srishti Mishra forced to marry her sister's would-be husband! Mahir Kapoor, a ruthless man who cares about nothing except his work. After his bride runs away, he forcefully marries Srishti and demands a child from her. Srishti wants to escape, but every time she tries, Mahir pulls her back to him. Will Srishti ever be able to get away from Mahir? And why does Mahir want a child so desperately?

Ever wonder, what if you get married to your fiance's twin brother? "I got wet in the rain but you get the fever instead. Is it like those cheesy romantic novels in which the wife gets bruised after the husband gets beaten? Or did you also enjoy the rain by getting wet in it?" He said. "I did. I like the rain," she murmured, showing eyes to him. "And I like the sunshine after it. The cute, angry, and gorgeous sunshine," he said, sitting beside her on the bed. "I don't know who made you a doctor. You should have been in an institute teaching everyone how to flirt with girls," she snarled at which he laughed loudly. "I am just flirting with my girl, mind it," he whispered sensually shifting his hand from her forehead to her cheek and gently caressing it. "Have you ever tried to break your boundaries, sunshine? Yearned to do something which you have forbidden on yourself. Hmm?" He asked. "Sunshine?" Yes?" She unknowingly replied. This guy was making her crazy and she despite trying her best was falling for him more and more. He snickered. So she was finally accepting the name he gave her. "You are very beautiful," he said, truthfully.

The vivid reds in wedding symbols of celebration , Happiness and Joy . But what will happen if the same red colour change into the colour of blood betrayal and the symphony of despair. Meera sweet little innocent girl end up being the pawn in the deal . Her life changes upside down when she faces betrayal from her own family and ends up marrying her grooms enemy. There is Mercy in court of God but not in Arjun Singh Rajvansh's . In course of revenge he ends of marrying his Enemy's bride. He never wanted her, but now he has her he will burn the world if anyone harms her Can love grow in the shadows of revenge? (English translation of hindi dialogue is available in brackets)

SHIVAKSH SINGH RATHORE He walks like sin in a suit, speaks only when necessary, and carries the weight of empires in his eyes. Ruthless to the world. Silent to strangers. But soft as a whisper for her. 28-year-old CEO of Rathore Group & Industries. The kind of man whose presence changes the room. The world fears him. She doesn't. Because while the world sees his arrogance, She's the only one who sees his ache, his truth, and his softness. RUHANSHI SHARMA She is innocence wrapped in grace, the kind of girl who looks like she stepped out of a fairytale-so delicate that even the wind feels shy brushing past her. She's a 21-year-old fashion designing student, soft-spoken yet strong-willed, unaware of her beauty, untouched by the chaos of the world. Her heart is her most stunning feature-pure, unguarded, and ready to love. To the world, she's a dreamy girl. To him... she's "Ruh." FOR SHIVAKSH SHE IS "Meri saanson ki wajah, meri khamoshiyon ki dhadkan." ("The reason behind my breath, the heartbeat of my silences.") FOR RUHANSHI HE IS Sab ke liye Shivaksh Rathore ek naam hai... lekin uske liye?" "Woh uski rooh hai, uski muskurahat ka sabab." ("For everyone else, Shivaksh Rathore is just a name... but for her?" "He's her soul, the reason behind her smile.") TROPES Replaced Bride Slow Burn Romance CEO×College student Age Gap Cold×Soft Rathore×Sharma Grumpy×Sunshine Ruthless×Innocent He fell first she fell harder

Deception, betrayal and secrets but when the truth peels out of the compromise, will she still think of him as the tortured hero of her story? Or as the tortured villain who shattered her heart?