Campusromance Stories

Kim Taehyung was never attracted to men, Until he crossed paths with jeon Jeongguk. The reckless, stubborn and disgustingly violent younger son of the Jeons A son raised between bullets and monstrosity He wasn't supposed to meddle with him by any means He couldn't afford to be rebellious, Yet he still found himself blending into a world he didn't belong to, with a man he was forbidden to breathe beside He thought getting involved with Jeongguk was his worst decision But when he kissed him like he was a sin he couldn't stop himself from commiting He knew, Being wanted by him was even worse. Jeongguk ! top Taehyung ! bottom [ 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 ]

At Colegio de San Lorenzo, Alistair Alarcon controls everything-his image, his future, and the people around him. But when a public clash with Valerie Elizalde, a fearless scholarship student, damages his reputation, he's forced to fix it the only way he knows how: strategy. He offers her a contract-pretend to be his girlfriend for one semester in exchange for financial support and a secured future. Valerie hates him. But with her father's life on the line, she accepts. What starts as a calculated arrangement turns complicated as real emotions begin to slip through the cracks. And when Valerie uncovers a truth that ties Alistair's powerful family to her own past, the line between love and betrayal shatters. Now she must decide-expose him, or protect the one person she was never meant to fall for.

Elaine Villamor isn't the type to make a scene. As an ABM student, she moves through her days with a quiet composure-calm enough to avoid drama, pero hindi sobrang calm na parang wala siyang nararamdaman. Medyo insensitive sa mga nangyayari sa paligid, she often floats through her school days without making waves. She's average smart-enough to stay on the honor list without killing herself over every grade-and hindi naman siya super pretty, pero may charm na nakakakuha ng attention ng ilan. Her life? Simple, predictable, ordinary... just the way she likes it. Until he came. He's the type that makes everyone notice without even trying. Smart, good-looking, toned body na parang hindi lang basta gym-goer, mysterious, and somehow, effortless sa lahat ng ginagawa niya. Friendly pero may aura ng hindi mo basta-basta maiintindihan. Sometimes, insensitive-pero in a way na nakakaintriga. And kung tatanungin ka kung may girlfriend siya? Wala. Never. Ever. Elaine didn't plan to care. She didn't plan to feel anything at all. But little by little, she started noticing the way he laughs, the way he gestures when explaining something smart, the subtle kindness he shows only to those who matter. Minsan, nakaka-frustrate siya-kasi parang laging may distansya siya sa iba. She catches herself thinking about him more than she wants to admit. The once manhid, indifferent Elaine slowly begins to soften. She starts smiling at things that used to annoy her, looking forward to seeing him in class, even defending him silently when she sees someone underestimate him. And the weirdest part? She's starting to care... deeply. Paano kung ang tao na akala niya ay basta stranger sa school life niya, yun pala ang magbabago ng lahat-from being insensitive to falling, unguarded, completely in love?

Crown of Thorns, Heart of Gold | #RichGirlxPoorBoy #TragicLove

He fell in love with her words before he ever learned to hate her face. When the brooding and brilliant Ethan Calloway joins Westfield Literary Academy as the new Literature professor, he carries one quiet obsession - an online novel written by the anonymous username A.V. Sinclair. A story he stumbled upon at 2am, finished by sunrise, and never quite got over. A story he boldly assigns to his own class as their semester text. What he doesn't know is that A.V. Sinclair is sitting in the third row. Aria Voss posted her novel online never expecting anyone from her real life to find it. It was her secret corner of the internet - too raw, too honest, too her. But now her insufferable, cold, and frustratingly handsome new professor is reading her chapters out loud in class, breaking down every line like he personally knows the girl who wrote them. He does. He just doesn't know it yet. Off the page - they clash like fire and ice. Behind their screens - they are something dangerously close to inevitable. She knows exactly who he is. He has absolutely no idea who she is. And the longer the secret lives, the harder they both fall. Some stories were never meant to be found. He found it anyway.

When Cathy casts a love spell to make her crush notice her, she thinks she's changing fate - until she realizes the real magic might be her own illusion.

"That's for Michelle." Bea never planned to stand out during her freshman year, but defending her friend from Troy changed everything. One punch dropped the hallway into ringing silence, and her name echoed farther than she ever wanted. That was when he returned. Ryan Leighton stepped through the parted crowd. Cold as a rumor and feared like a myth, he carried the weight of the campus without lifting a hand. Students called him the Campus Emperor, though he never claimed a crown. His past was a shadow made of an explosion scandal, a missing year in Russia, and a punishment no one dared to name. His gaze found Bea. Troy watched her with revenge simmering in his eyes. The Circle stood nearby in quiet judgment, a group that never wasted mercy. Bea realized she was caught between the guy she punched and the Emperor who walked like a storm waiting to break. She never asked for the crossfire. But the moment she threw that punch, she became the center of a story that refused to let her stay invisible.

She hadn't meant to be noticed. Delhi was supposed to be simple, a new college, a rented room, and a life that finally felt like her own. No relatives asking questions. No expectations wrapped in concern. Just space. And then there was Advay Arora. The boy who moved through life with quiet precision, composed, disciplined, always a step ahead. The kind who didn't get distracted. The kind who didn't look twice. She wasn't supposed to cross his path. He wasn't supposed to matter. But some connections don't arrive loudly. They happen in libraries. In accidental conversations. In shared silences that feel a little too comfortable. And sometimes... they follow you home. Because somewhere between restraint and unspoken curiosity, something begins to grow. Not in grand confessions. Not in dramatic declarations. But in glances. In pauses. In everything they don't say.

Amelia Skyes is a girl with a broad smile and a lonely heart. She's the quiet one; the obedient one. - the kind who never bunked a class, kept her grades up and minded her own business. That is, until she crossed her paths him - Asher Davenport a name the whole university feared. One glance at him and you would know that he's not someone to mess with. A man of few words whose fists speak more than his mouth ever did. But what happens when a rage that couldn't be controlled and a force that couldn't be stopped collide with a heart that never stopped searching for something good in everything?

Two strangers. One route. The same stops, the same silence, the same almost. Until repetition starts to feel less like coincidence and more like a beginning.

ISHQ mubarak was so loud that no one heard DARD mubarak ❤️‍🩹 Because love rarely arrives alone. It comes dragging pain behind it quietly, patiently waiting for the moment when happiness gets careless. In this story, love does not bloom softly.It crashes.It demands.It takes more than it gives.They called it Ishq because it looked beautiful from the outside. But only those who lived it knew every heartbeat carried a bruise, every promise hid a fracture. Here, laughter masks breaking souls. Here, eyes speak what lips are too afraid to confess. And every "Mubaarak" feels like a blessing... until it starts sounding like a warning. Because when love is celebrated too loudly, pain learns to survive in silence. And by the time you hear Dard Mubaarak, you're already too deep to escape.

Kim Minjeong moves into a small apartment near campus to escape the pressure of a life that never lets her breathe. All she wants is peace-until she meets her next-door neighbor, Na Jaemin. He is a loud, charming photography student who seems determined to disrupt her solitude. ​What starts as irritation slowly transforms into late-night comfort and quiet understanding-a love built from the small moments she never knew she needed. But when Minjeong discovers that Jaemin has seen the parts of her she worked hardest to hide, she is forced to confront a terrifying truth: the boy she tried so hard to avoid might be the only person who ever truly saw her. ​Meanwhile, as one love story grows louder, another begins in silence. Between the calm, dependable Lee Jeno and the elegant, unreadable Yoo Jimin, a connection forms between two people who were never meant to be at the center of the chaos-until they became each other's peace.

For years, Lee Jeno and Yoo Karina were inseparable-childhood bestfriends, favorite person, and each other's safe place. Everyone thought they would end up together. But they never did. Because Karina kept her feelings hidden... and Jeno never realized that the girl who had always been beside him was already the one he could never lose. Then Choi Winter came into his life. Sweet, bright, and impossible not to love, Winter became Jeno's first official girlfriend-the girl who finally gave a title to the kind of love he thought he had always wanted. And Karina? She stayed. She smiled. She helped him love someone else... even while her own heart quietly broke. But when distance starts to grow, jealousy begins to bloom, and another man slowly enters Karina's life, Jeno is forced to face the truth he spent years ignoring- Why does losing his bestfriend hurt more than losing his girlfriend? Caught between the girl he chose... and the girl who had always been there, Jeno must answer the one question that could ruin everything: Bestfriend or Girlfriend? Sino ang mas matimbang?

She wasn't supposed to sit in the front row. He wasn't supposed to notice her when she did. Catalina Claire has three rules: practice every day, protect her scholarship, and never, ever complicate her life with feelings she can't afford. She breaks all three the night she walks into an empty practice hall and finds Professor Christian Russo already there. He's everything she should stay away from - brilliant, guarded, and completely off-limits. He grades her work. He controls her future. And somehow, in the quiet of a room with a grand piano between them, he understands her music better than anyone ever has. Christian Russo didn't come to Ashwood to feel anything. He came to teach, to keep his distance, and to forget the composition he buried years ago along with everything else he lost. He has rules too. Good ones. Ones that exist for a reason. But seventeen Wednesday evenings have a way of rewriting the rules you were certain you could keep. Forbidden Notes is a slow-burn, forbidden romance about two people who fall in love in the space between the notes - and the courage it takes to play the song all the way to the end.

She was his Noor. Until she became her own. Inaayah is a final-year Pharmacy student at Baze University, Abuja a quiet girl with a gentle heart, a love for Oud oils, and a small business she runs from her hostel room. She's used to being alone. She's learned to guard her heart, to listen to her mother's prayers, and to find comfort in the small things: her plants, her scents, her solo dates at Velvet Corner. Then Tahir messages her. "Good morning, Beautiful." What starts as a simple greeting becomes late-night conversations, unexpected vulnerability, and a connection that slowly pulls her out of her carefully built walls. Tahir Imran Zailani is composed, intentional, and carries a weight she doesn't yet understand. He doesn't push. He waits. And somehow, that makes her want to open up even more. Noor Ala Noor, is a story about the kind of love that doesn't demand to be seen but quietly, gently, finds its way to the light.

Zuri has always known how to be quiet. She learned it young - barefoot on cold kitchen tiles, listening to sounds she was too small to stop. She learned that love says I'm sorry in the morning and means it. That staying is what you do. That the after is just part of it. Now she's on campus, building a life that is small and controlled and safe. She isn't looking for anyone. And then Kai appears. Unhurried. Undemanding. The kind of person who steps in without needing credit for it, who notices things she never meant to show, who waits without making her feel waited on. He is nothing like what she grew up with. And that is exactly what terrifies her. Because Zuri doesn't trust safe. She doesn't know what to do with gentle. And somewhere beneath the careful, quiet life she has built - the wrong lessons are still running. The Love She Had to Unlearn is a slow-burn psychological romance about the love that shapes you before you're old enough to choose it, the person who makes you want to be different, and the cost of finally letting someone in.

Three lives ended on the same night - but death was only the beginning. On her 29th birthday, Sharvi never imagined her celebration would turn fatal. Her best friend Ishika, crushed by relentless criticism and spiraling depression, makes a desperate decision that ends in tragedy. Guilt drives Ishika to jump from the apartment... unknowingly taking a stranger, Isha, down with her. But instead of oblivion, the three girls wake up inside a novel. A novel written by Ishika herself. Now trapped within fiction, their roles are cruelly assigned - Ishika becomes Mishika, the story's destined heroine. Isha awakens as Myra, a character never meant to exist. And Sharvi is reborn as Aarvi, a forgotten side character bound for irrelevance. With memories of their real lives intact, they soon realize the world around them follows a fixed storyline - one filled with suffering, loss, and inevitable endings. But what happens when characters become aware of their fate? Can broken girls rewrite a story already written... or will destiny claim them again? A haunting yet hopeful journey of guilt, friendship, healing, and the courage to break the paths chosen for us. Read it now to know more. And plz vote, comment and follow... We authors work hard to write the stories...

Kim Sera came to Seoul for one reason only: survive university, keep her scholarship, and stay invisible. Cha Dojin was never part of the plan. Cold, brilliant, and untouchable, he is the heir everyone fears and the one person Sera should stay away from. But when their lives begin to collide on the campus of Haneul University, distance turns into tension, and tension turns into obsession. In a world of wealth, secrets, and dangerous expectations, Sera is about to learn that some boys don't just want your attention. They want all of you.

Elira lives a quiet life. She is often ignored, and people only see her as weak because of her heart condition. She is an orphan, poor, and used to being alone. Still, she tries to smile and act like everything is fine. Then Zayven enters her life. He is the kind of boy everyone notices. He is both serious and playful, a little annoying, and always finds a way to talk to her. Elira does not understand why he keeps coming back, especially when she is used to people leaving. But not everything is good. There are rumors, bullying, and people who look at her with judgment. Elira pretends she is okay, even when it hurts. She is scared to get close, because she knows she can lose everything again. As Zayven gets closer, Elira starts to feel something she has never felt before. But can someone like her be loved, or will she be left behind again? Will she experience the love she's been dreaming of since she's a kid?

Loving You Was Never Safe (BL Series 1) If loving you brings me pain, let it. Let it cut deeper, for every wound reminds me that I dared to feel something so intense, so real, so impossible. It is a sacrifice I accept gladly because love is not about possession, it is about giving, even when giving hurts. Even when the love will never be returned the way I imagined.