He is 32 - mature, arrogant, feared by everyone and practical - the powerful village headman whose word is law. She is 19 - naive, bubbly, and emotionally driven - a common village girl from a poor background. He believes in control. She believes in love. He forcefully married her, and she was forced to marry him. They say opposites attract... but will they?

🌹 Title: Her Professor Husband 💕 Tagline: He taught her rules. She made him break every one of them. --- ✨ Story Description (Wattpad Blurb) Zoya Ansari never believed in love. Invisible to the world, she preferred her books over people - especially men. In college, she was just another quiet girl sitting at the back of Professor Rehaan Siddiqui's class... until one misunderstanding turned her life upside down. To protect her honour - and his own reputation - Rehaan does the unthinkable: he marries her. A marriage neither of them wanted, but one that changes everything. He's 32. She's 22. He's disciplined, distant, and cold. She's introverted, stubborn, and secretly soft-hearted. He doesn't believe in love - and she hates the very idea of it. But living under the same roof, sharing the same silence, and learning each other's scars slowly turns hate into something dangerously tender. From enemies to lovers, from professor and student to husband and wife, theirs is a story of slow-burn love, family drama, emotional healing, and irresistible chemistry. Because when destiny decides to write your name beside someone's... even the coldest hearts can fall. ❤️ --- 🔥 Tropes Inside: Enemies to Lovers Age Gap (32×22) Forced Proximity Forced / Arranged Marriage (by him) Professor × Student "Touch her and you die" energy Independent, strong woman × Protective husband Emotional family drama University & home-life setting Slow-burn, heart-melting romance ---

𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟏 × 𝟐3 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: #𝟏 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 She saw him more than once. And every time, her heart betrayed her; racing, stumbling, fluttering like a caged butterfly chasing a memory. Her breath shortened, her chest tightened, and still, she said nothing. Because it wasn't her place. Because she was never meant to be seen. Until she was. Until the day she stood before him, not as a stranger in the crowd, but as his bride. The wrong bride. He had seen her before. Once in passing, her eyes barely a flicker in his peripheral vision, dismissed for a prettier pair. The second time, he saw her through a vow sealed in blood and duty. And rage erupted. Exacting. Demanding. She wasn't supposed to wear that dress. She wasn't supposed to carry his name. But now that she does... There's no turning back.

He needed a mother for his son. She married him because of her parents' pressure. Both are single parents. Somewhere between duty and deception, love find them again. A father's duty. A mother's love. A woman's secret. Dive into the story of Siddharth Singh Rawat & Ishanika Singh! ✨TROPES ✨ • Second Chance at Love • Single Parent Romance • Slow Burn • Marriage of Convenience • Reverse Grumpy x Sunshine • Emotional Healing • Found Family • Domestic Softness

"Aaj mil gayi, dobara mat milana." He mumbled with irritation in his voice looking at her walking away. Her steps halted in her way as she turned to look at him. Her fist clenched but she controlled herself from throwing a punch. "Akdu kahi ke." She spoke louder enough for him to hear. Glaring at each other, they both went on their own way not knowing that fate had already made their paths reach the same destination. ----------------------------------------------------------- She carries a smile on her face, hiding all the cracks in her heart. While he has the caring and loving nature to heal the shattered soul. What will happen when two poles apart life cross paths in the most unexpected circumstances? Will their hearts be able to connect? DESTINED SERIES ~ BOOK ONE!!! ----------------------💕---------------------- This is my original work. So if found anywhere please let me know. START DATE ~ 15/11/2023 END DATE ~ 12/09/2024 DO NOT REPOST MY STORY.

Veer Malhotra - a son who was never accepted, never loved... only hated. To his own father, he was nothing but an unwanted mistake. Every day of Veer's life is filled with pain, cruelty, and silent suffering as his father subjects him to relentless torture-both physical and emotional. On the other side, his mother lives in constant guilt and helplessness. She loves Veer deeply, but her circumstances force her to stay quiet. To protect her younger son, Viraj, she hides Veer's existence from him. Viraj kapoor - a powerful, successful businessman... and secretly, a feared mafia king. Strong, ruthless, and untouchable in the outside world-yet completely unaware that his own elder brother is living a nightmare. But the question remains... Why does Veer's father hate him so much? What dark truth turned a father into a monster for his own son? Will Veer ever get the chance to see his mother again... before it's too late? And when the truth finally comes out... Will Viraj be able to save his brother from the man who was supposed to protect him?

‶Get out of my sight before I do something I'll regret!″ the eldest shouted, his voice laced with fury. ‶I will. But I'm taking her with me,″ his younger brother replied, his expression unwavering. ‶Don't you dare come near her! She won't end up like you!″ the eldest retorted, his eyes ablaze with anger. Amidst their yelling match, a young girl sat under the table, her eyes overflowing with tears and head throbbing uncontrollably. Her family had always been an unconventional one, but that day marked its transition from unconventional to unhappy. ************************* Miles apart, a young boy looked at the star marred sky with twinkling eyes. As the shooting star made its appearance, he closed his eyes and prayed for the one thing he craved for the most. 'A happy family.' ‶What did you wish for?″ a manly voice interrupted him. ‶Death.″ .......................................................................................... #1 in India [09|06|25] #3 in India [25|03|25] #4 in India [26|03|25] #8 in India [10|06|25]

" Do not be mistaken little flower, you are mine and mine alone. Any man who looks at you longer than three seconds will be dealt in a manner I find fitting. This is my kingdom and I run it the way I see it competent." Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi, the king of Rajasthan announced as he occupied his big, intimidating throne and I stood as far away from his as I possibly could and I shivered under his mocking gaze. " The last time I checked, I was a living human being and not a thing to be possessed Ranaji. You may be the king and own this kingdom and the will of people here but you most certainly don't own me. I will not submit and neither will I do what you want me to. This is my life and I should be the one who makes decisions for myself." I don't know where this undiscovered confidence was coming within me in front of him but I was giving my best to not let it slip away. All I heard was a laughter which oscillated in the otherwise empty throne room as he stood up on his feet and started to walk to where I was standing. His gaze, which was mocking me earlier had now turned stoic which rooted me to the spot I was standing at. I couldn't as much as attempt to run away. " You are only helping me, little one. I am not the one to back out from a challenge and when the incentive is as ravishing as you, how can I lose?" He asked as he stopped merely inches away from me and with the back of his hand, traced the single strand of hair which was framing my face right till my chin, his fingers still lingering. There was a solid 0.001% chance that I could have avoided this trouble named Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi but who was I kidding? I was a walking trouble magnet and what was 0.001% if not an over-expecting hope of something not happening? Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi takes Siya Dhar's world by storm when she steals his heart without even have the knowledge of doing so!

"𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲" ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ Set in -1978-1979. Kavita Chandra is married at eighteen to Vijay Tripathi, a man seven years older than her, chosen by families and tradition. Thrust overnight from schoolbooks into sindoor, Kavita enters a marriage she doesn't understand and a life that leaves little room for choice. just like her name she wanted to become a writer and study in good college. will her dream come true? read to find out.

Four years ago, Natalia Moretti disappeared. No goodbye. No explanation. Just silence. Once the youngest princess of the Italian mafia, Natalia was raised to obey-to smile, to submit, to accept a future chosen for her. Instead, she chose herself. Now she's back in New York. Her parents are gone. Her brothers rule the Moretti empire. And the boy she once loved-the one who thought she betrayed him-has become a man shaped by power, pride, and unfinished heartbreak. Natalia returns different. Stronger. Untouchable in ways no one expects. She's built a life of her own, far from the shadows she was born into-and she carries a secret that could change everything. As old feelings resurface and fate pulls her back into the orbit of the man she never forgot, Natalia must decide how much of her heart she's willing to risk again. Because love in their world is never simple. And some secrets aren't just dangerous- They're legacy-changing. Heir of Silence is a slow-burn mafia romance about first love, second chances, and the quiet strength it takes to protect what matters most-when the whole world is watching.