"MOHAN KE MANN KO LUBHAAYE GAYI RE, BARSANE KI CHHORI, RADHA GORI-GORI" And this is where it all started, hello my delusionals, welcome to another new story. "Barsana", the city of Shri Radha Rani...the place where this story was born. "ARRANGE MARRIAGE", which can also be called the fear of girls. Actually not arranged marriage, "marriage"- itself is the biggest fear of girls. Leaving the house where you lived since childhood and going to someone else's house, whatever little freedom we had since childhood will also become equivalent to nothing. So here I am, with my new and unique story, where I will try to reduce this fear of all of us to a certain extent. Where you will find that if arranged marriage is sinful then this sin can also be very beautiful. Then let's dive into this sin together.

"She wasn't made for one. She was born to be craved by five." She ran from one hell, only to land in another. Now they call her Malika-e-Jaan - the queen men kneel for, but never touch. Five men want her. Crave her. Would sin for her. But she's not a prize to be claimed. She is desire wrapped in scars - and each of them will learn: Loving her means surviving her.

🌹 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 ---

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 ♡♡♥︎♥︎♡♡ "𝑰𝒏 𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓 𝒚𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒉𝒏𝒅𝒊 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒚𝒊?" 𝑯𝒆 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔. "𝑴𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊 𝒌𝒊𝒚𝒂, 𝒚𝒆 𝑺𝒂𝒂𝒅 𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒚𝒂," 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈. "𝑨𝒄𝒉𝒉𝒂, 𝒂𝒖𝒓 𝒚𝒆 𝑩𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒉𝒂 𝒌𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊?" 𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏. "𝒀𝒆 𝒃𝒉𝒊 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊 𝒌𝒊𝒚𝒂, 𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒁𝒂𝒚𝒏 𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒚𝒂," 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. "𝑨𝒄𝒉𝒉𝒂, 𝒂𝒖𝒓 𝒚𝒆 𝑯𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚𝒃𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒉 𝑺𝒖𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒎 𝒌𝒊𝒔 𝒌𝒆 𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒍 𝒓𝒂𝒉𝒂?" 𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓. "𝒀𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝑯𝒖𝒛𝒂𝒊𝒇 𝒌𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒉𝒂 𝒔𝒖𝒏 𝒓𝒂𝒉𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒂," 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒅, 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒕.

[Book 1 of series Obsession] 28 Dec:- Top 3 in Top 10 in India 28 Dec:- Top 2 in India This story is STRICTLY 18+ It will contain more of adult content. READ AT YOU OWN RISK TROPES enemies with benefits Family rival Academic rivals Baddie FL x Baddie ML Hater to lovers She fell first but he fell harder Possessive ML x Possessive FL Touch her and die Touch him and face the consequences

✔️Story of Rudransh Singh Rathore and Avantika Pratap Singh --Sneak and peak-- They are exactly what other needed; the missing piece that made everything else magically click into its place. She's the type of woman who shows her sinister side when she believes in good man; precisely her man. The two body wrapped in eachother's arms getting their way to eachother in the dim yet soft light of Victorian gothic chamber. The lavender's room fragrance swimming around the Royal couple who stood in black and white. He is like the burning fire of the sun while she is calm like the moonlight of the night. They met like one evening; When he drowns, she rises so that she can keep their world enlighten through his light. Both of them; balancing eachother's genre. ______________ Her: How your eyes fell on me so undistracted? Him: Eyes? My whole fucking being fell for you, Mrs. Rathore. Her: I can't believe it. Him: Believe me, wife. Even the stars fell for you, how could I not? _______________ Him: I had lost myself, somewhere, while searching for you. Her: Believe me, husband, not more than me. Your footsteps use to echo inside abandoned corridors of my heart. _______________

In the 18th century, Princess Siya Kumari of Mewar Face a swayamvar arranged by her father, knowing her choice was already made. Her longing for freedom contrasts with her royal duty. Meanwhile, in modern Mumbai, ruthless billionaire Ekansh Rathore dismisses emotions as weaknesses. His world collides with Siya's when she inexplicably time-travels to his era and faints in front of his car. Ekansh, intrigued by Siya despite his skepticism, helps her and begins investigating her mysterious background. Siya, disoriented by the modern world, is drawn to Ekansh's complexity, while he is captivated by her grace. Their interactions reveal a deep, unexpected connection that challenges their beliefs and emotional barriers. As their bond grows, they confront their pasts and insecurities. Facing personal demons and adapting to new realities, they find that their meeting might be more than coincidence. Their journey becomes a transformative exploration of love, healing, and a chance to reshape their destinies together. ********* Ekansh: "You know, Siya, I never believed in fate or love... not until you appeared in my life. You walked out of a different time, but it feels like you were meant to be here, in my world, with me." ................................ Author Note: ...................................................... Please first read 5 Chapters to Decide if you like or not🥲 ..................................................... feel free to comment

Ira Malhotra X Yugansh Shekhawat

Vihaan Raichand (The Cold Mafia ) "I've killed for less. But for my wife, I'll kneel-without hesitation. And those who dare raise their voice against her... I'll slit their throat without thinking twice." "She is my only peace in this cursed world. I don't care if her mind is like a child's. She doesn't need to understand this world-I'll protect her from it. She only needs to be safe... and smile "I lost her once... and I died with her. There won't be a second time. Not even fate has permission to take her from me now."* *"Let them call me mad. Let them call her broken. She's mine. And I'll tear the world apart to keep her that way Ruhanika Sehgal (His Innocent, Childlike Bride): "Vihaan came to take me... He fights the monsters, not me. Because I'm his good girl, his princess." "He says I'm his doll... But I'm real. I have a heart, and it only beats when he hugs me." "If I cry, he gets angry. Not at me. At the world. He says nobody gets to make his 'Ruhuu' sad." "When I grow up, I'll marry him again. In a big white dress... with candy!" "People say I'm slow. But I know one thing. Vihaan loves me more than the stars love the sky." He's the man the world fears-the cold Mafia King with blood on his hands. But for her, he softens. For his innocent, childlike bride, Vihaan Raichand becomes something the world never thought he could be-gentle. "She's my only peace in this cursed world," he says, holding her like she's made of stardust. Ruhanika doesn't understand the darkness he walks through-but she doesn't have to. She just smiles, and he's willing to burn the world to keep that light in her eyes. To him, she's not broken. She's his. And that's enough. He calls her his doll. She calls him her hero. And in their fragile, unspoken way, they've built a love that even fate dares not touch. #SoftRomance #ProtectiveLove #HeLovesHerSoftly #GentleObsession #HisRuhuu #TenderDevotion #MafiaWithAHeart #ChildlikeBride #HisOnlyPeace #WholesomeButIntense

𝐕𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈- Once a strict and calm professor, Vedant has faced many challenges. Raised without family's love, he built his life on his own. His past is haunted by the loss of his mother, a pain caused by betrayal within his own family. To the world, he's strong and unbreakable, but inside, he carries deep wounds that few can see. "𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥" 𝐀𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐑-She was his student. quiet, insecure who secretly loved him but kept her feelings hidden. Situations kept them apart. Situations changed her as tough and closed off, refusing to let herself fall in love again. "𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 ,𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦" Will they accept this 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭..