"So what's your type?" "What do you mean?" I pause, looking up from my book to meet the eyes of my dear friend. "Type of what?" She shakes her head with a chuckle. Her head then jerks to her boyfriend, busy trying to figure out a solution in his work. "What type of guy do you like?" "I don't really have one." I reply. "Come on, there must be something a guy does that catches your attention." My eyes casually glance around the courtyard, trying to figure out a quick response to her question. But then I hear a voice speak just to the right of us, Professor Abel happily talking to Mr. Levine. "Well?" "Older." I mumble. "Someone older." "Just older?" His deep grey eyes soften slightly in the sunlight. "Someone... colder too." "So you want someone as bad as Professor Abel?" My friend jokes poking my side with her fingers. I snap my head back to her, surprised at her question. To brush off the embarrassment I shrug my shoulders, faking a smile but my heart is pounding furiously. "Haha, very funny." It's as if our conversation has been leaked when my eyes rest back on the tall individual. The grey swirls are staring right back at me, his colleague oblivious of his wandering eyes. His expression is stern but in the light it seems as though his lips are curled up, making my stomach do a flip. "My type." I whisper with a small smile. - When her enemy of a teacher becomes something more than just a person she hates - Completely fictional! 🤗 Please vote~ #3 - high (3/10/2024) #1 - student (7/10/2024) #1 - enemies (1/11/2024) #5 - hate (18/11/2024) #1 - lovers (23/11/2024) #12 - heartache (04/01/2025) #4 - teacher (02/03/2025) #3 - teenfiction (14/03/2025) #5 - war (31/03/2025) #1 - high (02/06/2025) #6 - heartache (4/06/2025) #2 - school (21/07/2025 #2 - hate (27/09/2025) #2 - enemies (23/10/25)

"Because you are death,love" "Wh..What do you mean ", She choked. "Didn't i tell you before, you are pain, suffering, a bad luck", He spoke knowingly causing her pain. Healing his wounds giving her new one's. She almost winced with how intense the pain in her chest was as a tear slipped her eyes. "So are you,Mr Umair Wali Khan;Pain, a lot and lot of pain",Her voice thickened with emotions. "Just for you love, just for you", He said as a smirk formed his lips, he leaned forward and continued, "but I'm not death, I'm not the reason my mother died"He said,wounding her beyond repair. "No..- , she said, as if begging him to stop.He leaned in till his lips brushed against her ear and whispered, " At least, I'm not a Murderer." DARK ROMANCE Umair Wali Khan has every thing people dream of, Wealth, Looks,fame, a girlfriend, Everything but peace. His peace stolen from him since he was 15, Now he lives with one purpose; to have revenge. Does revenge bring him peace or does something else?

Warning ⚠ 🔞 "I want a heir from you." king said to her "what! " she asked "you want to hear explanation. Huh? Then hear it, I want to fuck you until you get pregnant, you will bear my child. You womb will fill with my seed. You will raise my child in your womb" "stop this. I am not a whore to do such things" "if I think you as a whore You will be lying on bed like deadbody. And whore only pleasure a men not give birth of child" "I am just a maid why are you doing this to me. I am not beautiful I am ugly. I am the Ugly pri.... Maid. YOU can marry any princess for heir. You want a maid to carry your child who will be the future king. Noone will ever respect him. Leave me please." " you are not ugly. I do not care . Now come on. We have to work together " " leave me or else" "or else what?" she was looking for anything that could help her she saw a knife. She took it. "I will kill myself, I am not going to be your whore. I will kill myself, I have Noone on earth so you can not force me like you did with that girl" Content and /or trigger warning :This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be trigger for some readers.

Life wasn't fair with her starting with the sexual abused she has gone through to be almost forced to marry the man who has committed the sin to falling into hands of Dakus to today when no one came forward to marry her because she is impure, At just mere age of 16 Veena has gone through all this and has seen the things no one who is even twice of her age could have seen, but it all wasn't anything at front of what was about to come, when after lot of tries she was rejected by all, then the man she has trusted and looked upon did something she hasn't dreamt, being given to a Minister as a present was last thing in her mind but there she was on his bed with her leg spread as he pounded inside her throwing his head back as he enjoyed the tightness and heat of her mound and her hand around his shoulder holding him close to her

Year 1750 Devyani is an uppercaste but mute girl living a luxurious life provided by her rich father. Her parents, though love her, is worried about not being able to get her a good alliance due to her disability. When she finally does get a good alliance that too is interrupted by unforeseen causes. She gets married but the man she marries was forced into it just as she was. Does she get the simple and content life she always dreamt of or does her life spiral downwards into an even more troublesome chasm?

"If we were supposed to marry each other then why the fuck it wasn't you on the Mandap?" He shouted at her. "I... I... ran way," She dared to say the truth while struggling under his grip on her throat.

Tara and Ibrahim story. What happens when love turned into Obsession? This is not an obsession to ruin her, This obsession is far beyond his own existence. This went to the point where he found him ruining himself in her love, where he can go to any extent to claim her, to keep her with him, even if it takes to slaughter every single thing that tried to invade between his intense craving.