Avi Sharma , a cute and innocent boy fell for his senior . Sameer Singhania , a rude and cold boy . Always bully Avi . BoyxBoy Senior x Junior Cold x Cute

𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐢 ꒰🍷꒱ .𖥔 ˖···························๋࣭⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ Book 📖 :1 In a city where blood decides loyalty and promises are carved deeper than law, the Oberoi family does not rule they command. Arjun Oberoi was raised to protect an empire built on silence and sin. Aarav Malhotra chose medicine to save lives, not bargain with death. Bound by an old promise and an arranged fate, they stand on opposite sides of morality one sworn to darkness, the other to healing. When old college rivalry bound in a arrange marriage Ivaan oberoi who build his empire in his passion and own will. Whereas,Rian mehta soft -spoken cafe owner.In middle of passion fate has something different for him ~Bound by vows, tied by fate~ 〜 "Sometime truth kills, sometime heals"〜 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 English is not my first language, so please forgive any grammatical or language mistakes. I'm still learning, and I truly appreciate your patience. Feel free to share your ideas, point out mistakes, or ask questions your thoughts mean a lot to me. ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌

Aarav was kind, gentle, the kind of boy who never asked for much, yet carried the weight of the world behind his quiet eyes. Social anxiety gripped him like a shadow-he spoke little, trusted fewer, and let his silence speak when words failed him. His best friend, Sidharth, was the only one who had stuck around for eight years. Or so Aarav thought. That afternoon, Aarav walked the familiar path home, head down, heart quietly bracing for the usual loneliness. But a sharp crack of voices stopped him cold. He recognized Sidharth's unmistakable tone, loud and cruel. "He's so silent, right? Not cold, but... how are we even still friends with him? I mean, look at RV on Instagram. That guy's got style, confidence. He's cool, untouchable. I wish I had a friend like that." Aarav's blood ran ice cold. He stepped forward, voice cold and steady-something he'd rarely allowed himself. "So this is how you feel about me?" Sidharth froze. His smile faltered. Aarav's eyes darkened. "When you talk behind my back, you can do it alone. But when it's time to face me, you need your whole gang?" Without waiting for a reply, Aarav turned and walked away, the years of silent endurance finally breaking into something fierce and unforgiving. That day, Sidharth saw a side of Aarav he never had before - a quiet storm that wouldn't be ignored. .... Next day Aarav talking to a girl siya " kamjor mard par hat uthana kaha ki aurataangi hai !!" Don't worry sidharth is not ml, our ml is mafia boss, sidharths elder brother.

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"W-what ar-..." But before than I could finish my sentence he came closer to me and smashed his lips onto mine. I tryed to push him away but he was more stronger then me. I didn't kissed him back what made him angry. He pulled away and looked at me. "Kiss me back." He said. "No!!" I said as tears started forming in my eyes. "You are making me mad baby. Kiss your daddy back hmm." He said and was about to kiss me again when I spoke. "You are still same, you didn't changed even a bit. You are still that cruel monster." I said as I was looking at him.

"Your mine. You have always been. Nothing will change that. Accept it." "I just want to go home, please let me go home." "Accept it." Oliver, a 23 year old youtuber, life has just been fucked. Kidnapped by his so called friend Hayden, Oliver desperately tries to find a way out of the mess he now finds himself in. Hayden isn't the same, and Oliver knows this. It's almost as if he's not human, almost as if he possessed. Though who knows, maybe deep down, this is what Hayden truly desires. Trigger warnings: Abuse, Violence, Cursing, Stockholm Syndrome, and Kidnapping. You have been warned ;)

No?....no I can't be with you!!! what about school??!!" I whined trying to not stutter. No this can't be! What about what I want? "Forget about it!!, just dream about me and start a family with me when I get you pregnant!!" he exclaimed looking at me lovingly smiling as crazy as fuck. He lost it His crazy Somebody help me ~~~~~ Long story short prince's boyfriend is obsessed on keeping prince to himself to the point that prince couldnt take it but will he have the courage to leave the man he loves or will he escape from his iron grip on his neck Stay tune (BxB story) -don't read if you're not comfortable with this genre thanks.

Deeply hurt by a lover's betrayal, Noah Hunter leaves a shattered life behind and moves to Spring Lakes to join his brother's pack. All he wants is a quiet place and some time to heal. Fate has other ideas. In the middle of the night, on a lonely stretch of road, Noah hits a dog. When he brings the injured animal to a veterinarian, he crosses paths with the singular, mysterious, and aggravatingly handsome Ambrose Thorne. When, after learning that Noah needs a place to stay, Ambrose invites him to his home, Noah thinks he may have found just the sort of peace and space he needs, and the last thing he expects is to become entangled in the heart of a mystery. While helping his brother Dane on a case involving a string of inexplicable thefts, Noah soon discovers that his new acquaintance is more than he seems and is inextricably tied to the strange burglaries. As the case becomes complicated by occult rituals, murder, and mythical beasts, Noah finds himself in more than one kind of danger - because while he doubts that anyone would want something so broken and torn, it seems like his heart might get stolen, too. He just hopes that the one who steals it and the thief at the heart of the mystery are not one and the same. ----- WARNINGS: This story contains strong language, some violence, and sex. ----- DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and in

Aarav Sharma enters AIIMS with a NEET rank that puts him among the best in the country. He expects pressure. He expects competition. He expects sleepless nights and endless exams. He does not expect Dr. Riyan Malhotra. Riyan is everything an AIIMS professor shouldn't be: Cold. Precise. Obsessed with control. His students fear him, his colleagues respect him, and no one ever gets close. One accident on Aarav's first day breaks the distance between them. A spilled bottle. A silent stare. An unexpected connection neither of them can ignore. As days turn into weeks, Riyan finds himself drawn toward Aarav in ways he can't explain or control. Aarav, caught between admiration and fear, struggles to understand why his professor's presence affects him more than it should. Then enters Dr. Shalini, the cardiologist who once had a place in Riyan's life, and Kabir, Aarav's closest friend who sees more than Aarav admits. Jealousy grows. Lines blur. Aarav begins to lose sleep, meals, and clarity. Riyan begins to lose the distance he built around himself. Two people-one afraid to feel, one afraid to admit. One too controlled, one breaking silently. Their worlds collide again and again inside the AIIMS walls: in classrooms, in corridors, in late-night cabins, and in places where emotions are not supposed to exist. But once obsession starts, it doesn't stop. And once love begins, it doesn't ask for permission. But still something more waiting for him in his love life. Something that which both of them not want or never. A story of longing, unspoken feelings, slow-burn tension, emotional wounds, and a bond that grows where it should never have begun.

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 | He was once the campus joke. Chubby. Quiet. Invisible. And I was the golden boy who made sure he stayed beneath everyone's feet. That was college. Years later, Dev Mehra isn't the boy I mocked. He's a king in a city of shadows - ruthless, untouchable, cold as steel. And I... I'm nothing. Bankrupt. Desperate. Crawling for a second chance. He offers it. But not for free. Dev forces me into a marriage inked in power and sealed with vengeance. He wants control. He wants me humiliated. He wants to own the man who once made him feel like nothing. But obsession is a dangerous thing. And what starts as punishment... begins to feel like fate. Because beneath the ashes of what we were- Something darker is blooming. Something that looks a lot like love... if you squint through the blood.