"Five nights. Spend five nights with me and I will let your brother go." "I don't spend my nights in brothels." *** Full summary inside. Student x teacher Forced proximity Age gap Hate to love #1 muslimlovestory 06.25.25 #1 southasian 07.10.25 #1 muslim 12.02.25 #1 pakistan 05.02.26

In a kingdom ruled by men, Princess Roopmati was never meant to sit in council halls, speak of war, or understand power better than princes twice her age. But Roopmati was never born to remain silent. Raised beside a king who saw her mind before her gender, she grows into a woman feared as much as admired-sharp-tongued, politically dangerous, and unwilling to bow before a world determined to reduce her to beauty and marriage. Yet power comes with loneliness. Every decision is questioned. Every ambition is watched. Every mistake threatens to destroy the place she fought to earn. And then comes Veer. A soldier who refuses to flatter her. A bodyguard who challenges her instead of obeying blindly. A man who sees through the control she wears like armor. Their battles begin with arguments-cold, intelligent, relentless. But beneath the rivalry grows something far more dangerous: attention, obsession, and a connection neither of them can control. Because in a palace built on politics, loyalty is never simple... and love may become the most dangerous weakness of all. A story of ambition, power, jealousy, and slow-burning desire, *Roopmati* is a dark royal romance where hearts are guarded as fiercely as kingdoms.

His eyes never left hers. "Deny it, Jade. Convince me, if you can, that you feel nothing. That you do not wonder, just a little, what it would be like, to be with me, to sleep with me, to have me devour you." He watched her, his gaze unwavering, dissecting her reaction. Jade felt trapped, pinned by his intense stare, her mind a chaotic whirl of conflicting emotions. Her past self, the quiet, studious healer, would have fled, appalled by such blatant impropriety. But the woman standing before Roma, the woman who had spent weeks tending to his broken body, who had heard his rough jokes and suffered his crude remarks, was different. She said nothing, could say nothing. Her throat was tight, her breath shallow. The blush on her face burned fiercely, a testament to her inexperience, yes, but also to the undeniable, unsettling truth of his words. She had wondered. She had felt the tremor. And Roma, with his sharp, brutal honesty, had seen through her carefully constructed walls, leaving her exposed, vulnerable, and utterly speechless. The sexual tension in the small room was a palpable thing, a living entity that coiled and tightened around them, suffocating the air, promising a fire that could consume them both. Roma, satisfied by her silence, by the raw exposure in her eyes, finally broke their stare, a slow, triumphant smirk playing on his lips. "Good," he murmured, his voice laced with dark amusement. "We're making progress. We are making very good progress indeed." Jade turned away abruptly, her heart pounding a frantic rhythm against her ribs. She busied herself with rearranging the small table for what felt like the hundredth time, her hands shaking slightly.

A Teacher-Student Soft Romance **************** "Falling in love was never in the syllabus" **************** You know what's worse than failing a year? Repeating it with a new batch of juniors, feeling like a fossil, and having a teacher who looks like he stepped out of a "How to Be Intimidating and Gorgeous at the Same Time" manual. Meet Aaryan Niaz-biology professor, walking encyclopedia, and the only person in this world who makes mitochondria sound poetic. He's strict, terrifying, and, unfortunately, also the reason my heart rate defies science. I know what you're thinking-Maria, don't be stupid. He's your professor. Trust me, I know. It's not like I planned to catch feelings for a man whose idea of romance is labelling the human anatomy. But then came the rumours, the misunderstandings, the stolen moments, and suddenly, my biggest academic struggle wasn't just biology-it was not falling in love with Sir Aaryan. (And trust me, he's making it very, very hard.) **************** Tropes: ●Age Gap ●Teacher x student ●College Romance ●Soft Romance ●Unrequited Love ● Happy Ending (P.s Not A realistic story , I aim to escape reality) #18 in self-esteem #118 in teacher #33 in caring #69 in pakistan

"I didn't choose to love you. I just... can't exist without you." "I'll give you lots of money. Spend a night with me." "Never. I will never let you go." "I want you to marry me." She said no. He threatened her brother. He kissed her without permission. He made her bleed-and then cut his own arm to feel her pain. "I'm a monster. But you're mine." She wears his sindoor. His mangalsutra. His name. She never wanted any of it. "I hate you," she whispers. "I know," he says, weeping at her feet. "But I'll spend my whole life making you love me." "Don't you feel shame?" "I only feel you." A village girl with dreams of becoming a teacher. A ruthless heir who has never been told no. A marriage built on obsession, fear, and a love so dark it destroys everything it touches. He calls her his queen. She calls him her cage. "You can force me to marry you. You can force me to wear your sindoor. But you can never force me to love you." "Watch me, sweetheart. I have forever." VEER RATHORE doesn't love. He possesses. ANANYA doesn't surrender. One temple. One glance. One obsession that will burn the world. "If you take off that bangle,ready to see your brother loses his hands." "If you try to leave, I will find you." "If I can't have you... I will die. And my family will make sure yours dies with me." 💀 Dark Romance | Obsessive Hero | Forced Marriage | Possessive Love ⚠️ He's not the prince. He's the beast who burned the fairy tale. "You are my heart. And a man can't live without his heart." "I will never love you." "Then I will spend forever being worthy of you." "You're a monster." "I'm YOUR monster, sweetheart." "If one drop of his blood falls, I will paint your village with your family's blood." "He grabbed her so hard her bangles broke. She bled. So he cut his own arm to feel her pain." " Sweetheart, You Are Mine" dark Indian romance where love isn't given. It's taken. And once he's seen her face, he will never look away.

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.

Nobody knew where Jack came from. Nobody knew when he’d ever leave. From the moment he arrived at Saint Dymphna Asylum, Jack hadn’t uttered a word. He stayed voiceless and lost in his own world. Most figured that his past was terrible. Some guessed that he went to hell, but never came back. Suddenly, on a rainy day in October, Jack opens his mouth. And the truth is frightening. WARNING: This book contains evidence of homosexuality and use of foul language. Read at your own risk. Cover credit: Photo by Noil Klune (www.noilklune.com) Design by: simba-aa Trailer credit: Trailer made by me.

Oman married a homeless girl to protect her from this cruel society. At first, he was beyond frustrate by this girl who was thrusted into his hands against his will. Later, unknowingly he fell harder for his little wife. *** Oman was exiled from his own country and he had travel to another country. During their deserted journey they both came close enough to share physical and emotional intimacy. Oman was a ruthless and fearless man, while tara was a quiet and innocent girl. Age-gap Historical fiction.

Like every other Muslimah her age, Syeda Anaabiya Ahmed dreamed of a love that would heal her scars-a love that would cherish and protect her. As an orphan, she had spent her life fighting battles no child should face-struggling for survival, for a home, and, most painfully, for the love even her own younger sister denied her. Her last hope rested on marriage-the man destined to be her partner, her guide, the one who would help her grow into a better Muslimah. But that dream shattered the moment she was forced to marry Syed Humza Junaid-a man she loathed, a man as ruthless as the dark empire he ruled, a man who saw love as nothing more than a weakness. Defiant and unyielding, Anaabiya refuses to be another pawn in Humza's world of power and crime. She challenges him at every turn, determined not to bow to his arrogance and cruelty. But just when she thinks she has him figured out, the cracks in his armor begin to show-a man tormented by his demons, a man who, against all odds, might just be capable of love. As their world spirals into chaos, hatred begins to blur into something far more dangerous. Love. Obsession. Destruction. Will Anaabiya tame the monster within him, or will she lose herself in the fire that is Syed Humza Junaid? Join Anaabiya on a journey where love and ruin walk hand in hand-where the heart's deepest desires clash with fate's cruelest twists.

RUINED TRILOGY book-2-Ruined you Limited Chapters- 10 "She was meant to be under my protection... not buried in my heart. Too young, too innocent-everything I should have stayed away from. But from the moment I saw her, I was already hers. This isn't just a love story. It's the line between right and forbidden... and I crossed it." Beneath His Shadow An age-gap romance that blurs the lines between duty and desire.