Softobsession Stories

At All-Race Academy, where the most gifted youths of the Three Realms gather, one name reigns supreme-Fox Lian. Silver-haired, violet-eyed, and dangerously charming, he's the walking embodiment of every fluffy fantasy. Except to Emma. A top student from the divine clan, Emma suffers from a rare condition: an uncontrollable fear of anything fluffy. Fox ears? Tail? Decorative pompoms? Instant panic. But when her best friend falls head-over-heels for Fox Lian, Emma is forced to infiltrate the fan circle... and pretend to be one of them. Her plan? Stay close, stay calm, and never touch anything soft. Her reality? A growing obsession with Fox Lian's accessories, a mounting pile of fluffy "research samples," and a dangerously perceptive fox boy who seems to enjoy teasing her more than anyone else. What begins as a survival strategy soon spirals into a slow-burn psychological comedy of fluff, fear, and forbidden fascination.

He didn't fall in love with her-he fell to his knees. Rajveer Jamwal wasn't a man of faith until she came. Kritika. The girl with trembling hands, tearful eyes, and a soul too fragile for the world he ruled. He didn't love her, he worshipped her. Every breath she took was a prayer he never dared to interrupt. Every pain she carried, he bore like penance. But worship has a price. And devotion always turns dark. When she smiled, he called it sunrise. When she cried, he called it holy. And when she broke-he broke his world to keep her whole. Years later, she still haunts his blood. Her ghost sleeps beside him, her memories raising the daughter she never saw. And every time he looks at the child's eyes, he sees her-his only god, his only sin. Because love ends. But worship never does.

She holds the whispers for those who came before, the gentle touch of those who lingered, and the fading echoes of those who slipped away. A quiet unfolding of love and loss, woven softly beneath her stillness.

Marlee Ayne never believed love would come loud. So when she agrees to an arranged marriage with a cold, quiet CEO she barely knows, she doesn't expect anything more than silence. And maybe a bit of loneliness. But Rayyan Idris isn't just cold - he's unreadable, calculating, and untouchably beautiful. She watches from a distance. Then starts to fall. Quietly. Silently. And then... she moves on. Too late. Because by the time she lets go, he's already in - and Rayyan doesn't do feelings halfway. Once he starts falling, he doesn't bother hiding it. Now he's flirting. Softly. Boldly. Shirtless during thunderstorms. Making her soup. Kissing her in the hallway because his lips are "dry." And Marlee? She's still scared - not of him, but of how safe he makes her feel. A slow burn story of storms, soft tension, boxing at midnight, and two quiet strangers learning how to love without running away.

Before she even knew his name, she became his jaan. And in the warmth of Punjab, their story began-soft, respectful, and wildly unexpected. She didn't want to lose herself in marriage. He didn't plan on falling at first sight. Bold, sarcastic, and fiercely independent, she agreed to the marriage-not because she had to, but because she chose to. He said yes the moment he saw her... and from that day on, she became his jaan. In a world full of cold husbands and silent brides, their love felt different-warm, respectful, and dangerously beautiful. 💗 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒖𝒔𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝑾𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒑𝒂𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚. 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆... 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆.