Professer Stories

"It's fine. You can look at me," he said casually. My face burned. "I was n-not looking" I stammered. "I won't mind if you want to see me. You can. I will wait," he teased. "No, no! I just came to return your shirt." He stepped closer. "Hmm... my shirt. Of course. If you want, you can keep it." "No, I don't want it. You should take it back." He was too close now. I panicked and threw the shirt at him, and ran out of the room. My cheeks were burning. Oh my god. I made a fool of myself. TROUPES: First sight love He fell first Age gap Brother's best friend CEO/professor X student 25 X 17

She flinched and stepped back when a bunch of notes was thrown at her. Shock was evident on her face as she took a step back. His voice rang out clearly, "Take this money and tell them you don't want to marry me." Without wasting a second. At that moment, their eyes met. "Tum..." They both pointed at each other shocked When Her " I never obey/listen to others" met Him " I hate when someone don't obey me " She is cold as ice while his anger is as fire. But will the ice melt with his warmth of his fire? Tropes : Singer(billionaire )x Writer Contract marriage/Arrange Ice& Fire couple He fell first and he fell harder too _______________________________ She blocked him but then they ends up meeting each other in real life though didn't even knew each other. And then destiny's plan perfectly matched Tropes : Online friends He fell first and she fell harder Businessman(billionaire) x proffesor ______________________________________ The dark romance couples She met him while she joined his business after some struggles and he is the CEO. They were tution mates and academic rivals where she always used to rank. So now she is little frustrated knowing it well he will take advantage of that and yessss, he really does !!!! Tropes : Ceo x Employee He fell first and both fell harder Past acquaintance Enemies (hate to love) Academics rival in past ______________________________________ She fell in love with her bhabes elder brother at first sight but later got to know from her brother(cousin) that he was already in a relationship And he is not interested in her. So how will she be able to make him develop feelings for her ??? Tropes : Computer proggamer x social media Influencer (billionaire) She fell first and he fell harder Lets see how all the couples go from not interested in them to perfect fit for each other. Even though they didn't realised it before that they were already the IDEAL MATCH ***** Multiple couple romance. Mysteries. Soft & dark romance

Meet Amari Kinsley Accardi, the easy-going, soft-hearted girl. She's kind and approachable--a coquette girlie who couldn't even hurt a fly. But what if one day she finds herself stuck in an unexpected arranged marriage? Will she accept it or not, especially when she discovers who her future spouse will be? Is she ready to take the risk? Or will she refuse the marriage?

𝐑𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐢 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐤𝐚𝐮𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐚𝐛 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚... She sat in the wedding mandap, feeling extremely nervous about her wedding. Le Her Groom's Inner Feelings- "Agar Shadi Ke Baad Teacher Ne Assignment Maange To Mai Pakka Is Rayyan Chut!ye Ko Pit Dunga". He was her student - Rayyan was her younger brother.

"I hate you," he said...his voice trembling with fury. "I hate your voice. I hate the very sound of your breathing." Before he could walk away, fingers curled around his collar, slamming him against the wall. A whisper followed...low, dangerous, and sealed like a dark promise. "It isn't hatred," he murmured. "It's love. Whether you accept it or not." "Lies," came the broken reply. "Everything you've said is a lie." "Yes, I lied," he admitted calmly. "And I'll lie again if I have to. I'll do anything....but I will never let you walk away from me." The cold sting of a syringe pressed into his skin. ~~~~●●●●~~~~~●●●●~~~~~~~~●●●●~~~~~●●●~~ Agniv Mehra, a 24-year-old Indian student, arrives in New York carrying ambition, rebellion, and a past he refuses to speak about. He doesn't follow orders. He never has. Karen Craves, a 32-year-old British professor, is authority personified-controlled, commanding, and dangerously unreadable. Everyone listens to him. Everyone obeys. Except Agniv. Two men.Two secrets. One Line should never meant to be crossed When stubborn defiance collides with ruthless obsession, boundaries blur, lies deepen, and control becomes addictive. Is this love...or something far more merciless? And when the truth finally surfaces... will either of them survive it? Tropes & Themes ●Top Student × Bottom Professor ●Dark Academia ●Power Play ●Age Gap (8 years) ●Mild BDSM ●Lies & Manipulation ●Good Boy Kink ●Indian × British ●Hidden Identities ●Obsession vs Control

A 19 yrs old college girl her family plans a marriage for her without even giving any information about the groom. . . . . . . . Cover picture credits to the respective owner

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A gxg story that was inspired by the song The Man Who Can't Be Moved by The Script. UNDER ULTRA MEGA SUPER REVISION This is the only prof x stud book that I've published and will publish lmao

Ivy Williams didn't come to Heartfelt University for drama. She came to pass her classes, chain-smoke her way through the stress, and stay out of trouble. Then she met Professor Sinclair. Cold, condescending, and infuriatingly attractive, Sinclair seems to have made it her mission to ruin Ivy's life one lecture at a time. But Ivy gives as good as she gets-and the more they clash, the more the tension starts to twist into something else. Something neither of them is ready for but both of them want far too badly. Sharp words turn into slow glances. Power plays turn personal. And soon, the only thing more dangerous than their rivalry... is what might happen if it stops. [wlw]

Kiora Klyra Avenoir lives with a heart shaped by loss, holding onto memories that refuse to fade. When pieces of her past begin to resurface through letters, fleeting encounters, and unexplained signs, she is drawn back into a love she once believed was gone forever. What she thought was an ending slowly unravels into something far more uncertain, something that blurs the line between grief and hope. Haunted by the absence of the woman she loved and lost, Kio finds herself caught between letting go and holding on. As she follows the echoes left behind, she begins to realize that love does not simply disappear. It lingers, it calls, and sometimes... it waits.

"On her wedding night, Vani learns the cruel truth-her marriage was never meant to be love. Ahaan, the man she has just married, storms into the room drunk, accusing her of ruining his sister's life. For six months he disappears, leaving her to suffer insults, blame, and a marriage built on misunderstanding. But when he returns... he finds a woman changed, a truth he never knew, and a love he never expected to fight for." 🛑Short prologue:- I woke up to the sound of dripping water again. Tap... tap... tap. For a moment, I didn't know if I was dreaming or alive. Then the cold floor pressed against my cheek, and the burning pain in my wrists reminded me I was still here... still chained... still breathing when sometimes I wished I wasn't. Darkness. The same darkness I had been waking up to for two days now. Or maybe more. Time didn't exist here. Only pain did. My throat felt like sand. My lips were cracked. My voice... gone. I tried to move, but the iron chains around my wrist clinked and pulled me back, cutting into my skin again. I bit my lip to stop myself from crying out. No point. No one would hear. And even if they did... no one cared. It had been six months. Six months since that night. Six months since Ahaan walked away from me... after breaking me... after spitting accusations that still echoed in my ears. He believed the worst about me. He thought I betrayed him. And after that night, he never looked back. Not once. And the painful truth was... Nobody else looked back either. Not my family. Not my so-called relatives. Not my friends. Everyone just left me. Everyone. I was alone in this house. In this suffocating place where every corner held a new punishment. A new way to remind me I didn't matter. A tear slipped out without permission, sliding down my cheek and into the dust below. Six months... and still not a single call from Ahaan. Not a single "Are you okay?"

In a world where school corridors echo with giggles, secrets, and silent prayers, four love stories bloom-each inspired by the divine tales of Radha-Krishna, Shiv-Parvati, Ram-Sita, and Laxman-Urmila. From mischievous teasing to soulful longing, from silent stares to chaotic confessions-this is a journey of young hearts discovering love that feels written by fate itself. Some love begins with a glance, Some with prayers, And some... wait silently for years. Welcome to a story where devotion meets destiny, and teenage love feels nothing less than divine. Saiyaan is not just a romance-it's a soulful journey of devotion, longing, and timeless love.

Samrat had Vaidehi pinned between himself and the wall. There was no softness in his grip-only a dangerous kind of intensity that felt more like possession than love. He kept kissing her again and again, as if he had completely lost control over himself.

"Tell me." He whispered, voice husky with amusement. "If I take this dress off of you and touch you here." His thumb traced slow circles over the tightening nub, rubbing gently, deliberately making it harder. "Would you be wet, Олонок?" Heat surged through me like wildfire. My breath hitched before I could stop it. My lips parted, and instinctively, I bit down on my lower lip, tasting my own flesh. His thumb continued its torturous dance over the areola, small circles that became firmer, coaxing every nerve to attention. I could feel the skin puckering under his touch, my body betraying me in slow, shuddering responses. I wanted to pull away, to stand, to breathe but the grip of his gaze held me captive. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Elara Sinclair came to Maryville to disappear. After fleeing the engagement her father arranged, one that would have chained her to a life she didn't choose. She only wants quiet, classes, anonymity, and a future of her own making. But quiet shatters the moment she enrolls in Russian during her third year. Her professor, Draven Volkov, is everything she should avoid. Commanding Magnetic Impossible to ignore. His dark eyes promise more than language lessons, and his words curl around her like silk. But behind the sharp suits and the accent is a man with secrets far more dangerous than she realizes. Because Draven Volkov isn't just a professor. He's Lucius Romanov, heir to a ruthless Russian mafia dynasty, hiding in plain sight. As Elara struggles to outrun her past, she finds herself entangled in his. Desire wars with fear, attraction with survival, and every step closer to him pulls her deeper into a world of power, deception, and sin. In Maryville, falling for the wrong man doesn't just break hearts. It can cost lives.

I want to help people. It's what I've always wanted. And you can't stop me. - Started: 2/1-2026

this story is based on imagination and has no connection with life of idols. this story is based on y/n's life with her elder brother shubhman. let's see if her life goes peacefully with her stict elder brother. Slow updates

"I Think I've Loved You Before" William Jakrapatr has spent his entire life haunted by a love he cannot explain. Since childhood, he has seen fragments of another life-blurred faces, broken memories, and a voice that never leaves him. A voice that feels like home. A voice that makes his heart ache. At eighteen, everything changes. The memories become clear. The face finally appears. And the name... stays the same. Est. Determined to find him, William begins searching-not knowing that fate has already brought him closer than he ever imagined. Est Supha is a newly appointed professor, fresh in Thailand, clumsy, warm, and far too kind for someone who constantly forgets he's supposed to act like a strict lecturer. His life is simple, filled with laughter, chaos, and small moments of happiness. Until he meets a student who looks at him like he's already been lost once. William remembers a love that ended in blood. Est feels a love he cannot understand. And when past and present begin to collide, one question remains- If they were given a second chance... will they finally choose each other before it's too late?

A 14-year-old boy secretly sees his tutor as a firm big brother he desperately needs. An emotional tale of loneliness and brotherly discipline. 🦋

"Some love stories begin with a confession. Ours began with a sour candy."

"I don't believe in miracles, Professor. I believe in sweat, pain, and discipline. Which one are you ready for?" THE PROFESSOR: Kim Taehyung. Art historian. Refined. Controlled. About to lose everything. THE ATHLETE: Jeon Jungkook. Retired legend. Brutal. Intense. Doesn't take orders. To save his department, Taehyung has to hire the one man who hates academics. To save his legacy, Jungkook has to tolerate the one man who refuses to be broken. Forced into a 90-day partnership, they are supposed to be fixing a sports team. But between late-night gym sessions and the heavy silence of the art archives, the only thing they're breaking is their own rules.