A woman who built her world from broken pieces and swore never to need anyone again. Nisha Sen didn't do love. She didn't do attachment. She didn't even do friendship. Until Ayaan Malhotra walked into her life. Thrown together for a months-long project. He fell first. And she... denied every feeling she wasn't ready to name.

༄꧂ ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ, A girl named (Y/n) (L/n) has to carry a quirk that was never hers. She needed to awaken the full power of Finality. In doing so, she digs deep into the previous users and unravels many displeasing memories of the past. Thankfully enough, another boy comes into her life, who goes by the name of Toshinori Yagi. She slowly catches feelings for the said boy. He and her friends were the only things holding her sanity together. What will happen? Will she be able to handle it all? "𝓜𝓮𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓪 𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶, 𝓼𝓸 𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓲𝓽'𝓼 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝔀𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓾𝓹." ᗰY ᕼᗴᖇO ᗩᑕᗩᗪᗴᗰIᗩ × Female!ᖇᗴᗩᗪᗴᖇ My hero academia does not belong to me. It belongs to their rightful owners! If you don't like falling inlove tropes, please click off!(unless you still want to read this cringy story) ALSO, AIZAWA, NEMURI AND SOME OTHER PRO HEROES (that are younger than All Might and Endeavour) WILL BE IN THIS BOOK, BUT NOT AS UA STUDENTS! JUST AS NORMAL KIDS.

Alyssa Andrews is a junior at Yellowfield University who studies psychology. Her life mostly consists of going to classes, making straight As, and being the classic "good girl." That is, until she makes the mistake of enrolling in two of Professor Caroline Wilson's classes. Professor Wilson is cold, calculated, cruel, and doesn't believe in comfort. Not only does she fail students with the rigor of her courses, she breaks them down mentally, shaming them in public with methodical precision. She is a strictly scientific neuroscientist who clashes with Alyssa's purely emotional and warm demeanor. Dr. Wilson sees Alyssa's empathy as a weakness, and Alyssa sees Dr. Wilson's brutality as unforgivable. Professor Wilson is forced to mentor her. Alyssa is forced to suffer through it. Alyssa sees Dr. Wilson as the antithesis of everything she stands for. So why can't she stand being away from her? [wlw professor/student romance. 18+.] [content/trigger warning: age gap, mental health, toxic relationship dynamics, emotional/psychological abuse, sexual harassment, substance use, explicit language, power imbalance, sex, mature themes]

Academy for powerful people, only elites with unique powers enter but what happens if an orphan girl enters the academy, her abilities unknown until one day one of the arrogant elite boys crossed her line and he faced her full force "You killed your family since you've seen life! You're a disaster!" They said, everyone said that, i'm a monster? A disaster? So be it *Warning blood scenes and violence* 🥇1 in #abilities

Earth, 20 October 2120 Today, I'm flying to Singapore to visit my brother. But something changed. Midway through the flight, our plane was attacked. Red snow began to fall, the sky darkened, and creatures from myth stirred in the clouds-watching, whispering nameless fears. Now, I can't tell who I'm supposed to save first... or if any of us can still be saved at all.

"You belong to me, Katha. Do not forget that." "I am your wife, not your property," she whispered, trembling against the wall. Dhruv stepped closer, his shadow swallowing her light. "In my world, there is no difference." Katha was an innocent orphan looking for a family. Instead, she was sold to a devil. Dhruv Rathore is the city's ruthless kingpin-a billionaire with blood on his hands and ice in his veins. He bought Katha to seal a deal, intending to leave her to rot in his mansion. But Katha is a ray of sunshine in his pitch-black world, and she refuses to fade away. It's a slow burn towards destruction. When a dark past threatens to burn them both, Dhruv must decide what matters more: his ego, or the woman he swore never to touch. Keywords: Billionaire, Arranged Marriage, Indian Romance, WattpadIndia, Dark Romance, Enemy to Lovers, Obsessive Hero,Slow Burn

The screens on the sides of buildings were already on, advertising Particle City as if it were a perfect world. Ads of the Emperor and his dazzling smile. Posters of "happy" street-sweepers. And on the side, there was a large image of a Particle City worker facing the city's symbol with these words in-between: 'Til Death Do Us Part. A couple of days ago, those pictures would've reassured her. Comforted her. And now, it only clawed sharper at the odd ache in her chest. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ In the dystopian society of Particle City, happiness is shoved so far down a person's throat, it's hard to tell what's real and what's not anymore. Most everyone there is internally crumbling, but under their commander, humanity is simply a suggestion. So they put on a happy face and do their work. Astra is one of the thousands upon thousands of victims trapped in this vicious cycle of fake smiles and oppression that seems unbreakable. When she finds out the secrets of her beloved society, things unravel into a rebellion she never saw coming.