𝘛𝘈𝘕𝘝𝘐𝘒 𝘚𝘜𝘙𝘠𝘈𝘞𝘈𝘕𝘚𝘏𝘐 𝘟 𝘈𝘔𝘈𝘠𝘙𝘈 𝘎𝘐𝘓𝘓 Professor X Student [Dark Romance] He is the ruthless king of the mafia.He has an icy aura and so powerful that his mere presence sends fear through everyone around him. The world knows his name, but no one has ever laid eyes on him. He always believed that love has no place in his dark world he rules but all of that changes the moment he lay eye on a girl... She's sweet and innocent, with a warm, brown complexion and little chubby. She dreams of independence, determined to carve her own path in life. An ambivert at heart, she's a mix of quiet introspection and occasional bursts of energy. Above all, she despises people who use or discard others without a second thought ------------------------------ "𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓼𝓮 𝓹𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮"He said mentioning towards her breast. ------------------------------ Trigger warning ⚠️:This book contains smut bloodshed, violence and strong language. So immature audience and soft hearted person stay away. Let's dig-in to explore the journey of two souls.

♛ Desire makes slaves out of kings Patience makes kings out of slaves ♛ ___________ EVERYONE IS WELCOME TO READ THIS STORY. Laila Bakhash strives to help people. She has everything she could ask for. A roof to live under, a blessed family, best friends whom are like sisters, but most of all she has her religion. Islam. Rafael Cenzo Rey strives to kill people. He has everything he could ask for. Money and power are like his puppeteers to which he can do anything with. He doesn't care and neither does he forgive. So what could it be that makes him care? Only time will tell. Please give this story a shot. With time I will definitely get better.

An age gap, arranged marriage mafia romance. Mishal, an innocent eighteen-year-old girl, is the cherished daughter of underworld kingpin Jahangir Shah. As the Shah syndicate faces mounting threats from new and ambitious gangs, Jahangir is desperate for powerful allies to retain his grip on the city of Surat. In a daring and controversial move, he proposes a peace deal to his greatest enemy, the Vipers: he offers his younger daughter in marriage to Venom, the notorious leader of the Vipers, in exchange for their support. Venom, known to the world as Suleiman Khan, is a cold and ruthless figure who rules Mumbai with an iron fist. Having ascended to power at just twenty years old, Suleiman has become a devil incarnate, a man whose heart has long been dead to any form of compassion or love. He accepts Jahangir Shah's marriage proposal, seeing it as a strategic advantage. But there is one significant flaw: his heart remains lifeless, and nothing seems capable of awakening the emotions that once resided within him. Can Mishal fill his dead heart with her love and make him fall in love with her? #2 in INDIA TOP TEN (17/9/2024) #1 in Mumbai (14/02/2022) #1 in Indian Love stories (1/3/2022) #3 in Betrayal (17/06/2022) #1 in Ruthless (30/06/2022) #2 in Ruthless (23/09/2022) #3 in Mafia (1/01/2023) #1 in India (2/1/2023) #1 in Underworld (11/1/2023) #1 in Muslim (15/2/2023) #2 in Arranged Marriage (17/9/2023) #1 in Muslim (22/4/2024) #5 in Sexy (30/6/2024) Published first on: 28 July 2020 Republished on: 5th November 2021

"𝐈 𝐰i𝐥l f𝐮c𝐤 𝐭h𝐞 𝐟i𝐠h𝐭 𝐨u𝐭 𝐨f y𝐨u, 𝐮n𝐭i𝐥 𝐲o𝐮 𝐚r𝐞 𝐧o𝐭h𝐢n𝐠 𝐛u𝐭 𝐚 𝐭r𝐞m𝐛l𝐢n𝐠 𝐦e𝐬s" "...do you want to break off the engagement with me that much?" "If it's you, you will find a girl who's much better than me. One who will be much more helpful to you. Of course, the company..." His eyes were shining clearly even in the smoke. "All I want is you." He gently swept the back of her hand with his fingertips. She tried to avoid his touch, but he grabbed her wrist and refused to let go. "I've spent a lot of time on this wedding. I took you to an important gathering of acquaintances, and I put a lot of effort into finding a wedding gift and a new house for newlyweds. You've wasted the time of both our families and mine." "So... what do you want me to do?" "Who knows. What should you do?" He inhaled the cigar deeply and exhaled a thick smoke again. As the smoke rolled in, clear tears formed around her eyes. He gently wiped the corners of her eyes. The moment he first met her, he muttered as he stared at her neat face, which made his heart stop. "If you don't like it that much, I can't help it either. We have no choice but to find an agreement." "An agreement...?" "There's something that needs to be gone, right?"

"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

An arranged marriage between two contrasting yet similar people. Will it work? Urwa Shah A nineteen year old girl filled with dreams. A strict father and a selfish mother provided her everything but love. Her life revolved around traditions and belief until she was used as scapegoat to make peace between two clans. An arranged marriage and entering into a enemies den where her every step would be inspected will not be easy she knew that but she knew how to pretend very well. Shahzaib Sikandar A twenty six year old responsible and hotheaded head of his clan. A man who values traditions and his deen fulfils them at any cost or that's what he thinks. A proud son and a leader. What could go wrong? An arrange marriage between him and enemies' daughter. Marriage was never in his plan. What will happen when a nineteen year old would make him feel threatened? His traditions and idea of deen crumbling into pieces. Telling him the difference between culture ,tradition and islam. A chaotic start to their marriage was not something he ever looked forward for but the girl infront of him proved him wrong. In this web of lies and hatred Urwa turned into his obsession, his junoon and for god sake he is never going to let her escape. © All rights reserved

[ on hold for now] "Aadesh..." she whispered, voice cracking, barely above a breath. Her fingers clutched the bedsheet as if trying to ground herself. He could see the moment fear settled into her gaze. Not just fear of her fever-fear of him. Aadesh's grip on her cheek tightened just a fraction. "Don't look at me like that." Aarya swallowed, her lashes fluttering. "Like what...?" "Like I'm a monster." _________ She was innocence. He was sin. Aarya never should have crossed paths with Aadesh Singh Rathore-a ruthless lawyer with a past drenched in shadows. But fate is cruel, and now she's his captive, trapped in a world of power, betrayal, and deadly obsession. He should have forgotten her. She should have feared him. But some melodies are impossible to silence... even in the dark. ♡Aadesh Singh Rathore X Aarya Rajvanshi♡ ■ Tropes ■ ~Innocent female X Ruthless Anti-Hero ~Womanizer turned Obsessed ~Dark Romance with a Heart ~Forced Proximity ~Toxic Yet Addictive Chemistry ~Obsession and Devotion Start : 3 March End : © 2025 Vintage_Vanshi. All rights reserved. Strict actions will be taken if copied.

Warning : This book is an age gap romance filled with explicit erotic content. ** ** ** Betrayed by her boyfriend and his lovergirl, Maya swore she'd never trust again. One reckless night, one forbidden stranger, one dangerous kiss - that's all it was supposed to be. Until she learned the man who ruined her for anyone else... is the famous superstar-Rhett Carrington - billionaire mogul, hockey legend, her ex's stepfather, and the most forbidden man she could ever want. Rhett Carrington doesn't do second chances - but something about Maya has him breaking every rule. She was supposed to be a mistake. Instead, she became his obsession. Now tangled in a web of forbidden desire and dangerous secrets, Maya must choose: walk away from the only man who ever made her feel alive... Or risk everything for a love that was never meant to exist.

❝Dupatta apne sar par lo,❞ he said in a low voice. Umul blinked. She frowned and looked up at him. "Kya?" "I said, dupatta apne sar par lo," he repeated, this time with a little more stern edge to his tone. She looked at him, stunned... Who the hell does he think he is? ❁❁❁ Umul returns to Pakistan from Italy for her brother's wedding. There, she meets Asim... her distant cousin, a police officer with beautiful green eyes and a cold personality. She thought he was different from the rest of her vile cousins. But on the niqah of her brother, she heard something that broke her heart. From that day, she hated him. Years later, they meet again... he's become much colder. But when Umul is kidnapped, it's Asim who saves her. When family pressures force them into an unwanted marriage, Umul realizes there's so much more to Asim than he shows... he's hiding secrets darker than she ever imagined. And falling for him might be the most dangerous mistake of her life... ⁕⁕⁕⁕⁕ Trigger Warnings: This story contains themes that may be distressing to some readers, including suicidal thoughts, graphic violence, vulgar language, and other mature content. Copyright ©2025 by Batool

She is just a girl who wants a life where no pain exists but life has another one planned for her. Afsana Bansal was getting married with Isharth Purohit but on the wedding day he was gone. She married her elder brother Dhritaansh Purohit who was mysterious , toxic and rich. She had no idea that her destiny and she was her self claimed by a devil. ---------- Afsana took a deep breath and said, "Can I join college again? Just a month before the wedding, Papa had stopped me from going, but now can I-" She was about to say more when suddenly a soft cry escaped her lips. She immediately looked at her hand. Dhritansh's grip on it had become much stronger than before. He was looking at her without any expression. Afsana quickly looked at him and said, "Dhritansh ji, what are you doing? It's hurting me." Dhritansh replied in the same tone, "What were you saying?" Afsana wasn't even focused on speaking anymore. She kept looking at her hand, trying to free it. Finally, she shouted, "Dhritansh ji, stop it!" Dhritansh seemed to snap out of it all of a sudden. He looked at her hand and said, "I'm sorry, Gulabo. I'm really sorry." Saying that, he gently kissed her palm and looked back at her face. Afsana stared at him in surprise. Dhritansh placed his hand on her cheek and asked, "Did it hurt too much?" -----------