Falling For Forbidden
She was once the cherished daughter of a respected professor, but now, she is nothing more than a shadow in the city-poor, struggling, and alone. Whispers follow her wherever she goes. Beauty like hers, they say, is a curse for a girl without power. They assume she'll do anything for money.
But she is fire, untamed and unbroken.
The university, once her father's legacy, is now under the control of a powerful man-a man who watches her with a cruel smile, waiting for the moment she will break. He holds the strings to her fate, dragging her into a silent war where wealth and control always win.
Then, he returns.
The boy who once played by her side, the boy who vanished the night of the tragedy, is back-no longer a friend, no longer the boy she knew. Now, he stands at the front of the lecture hall, wearing the title of Professor. His cold, unreadable eyes lock onto hers. His touch lingers like a ghost from the past.
He helps her in the shadows, yet she feels his presence in every downfall she faces. Does he still hold the warmth of their past, or has he returned only to watch her drown?
As secrets unravel and desires ignite, she must decide-fight against the power that seeks to destroy her, or surrender to the darkness lurking within the man she once called her own.
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Chapter: Mystery Well-wisherSomething had changed in Amara’s life. The weight on her shoulders felt a little lighter, and for the first time in years, she experienced fleeting moments of peace. She wasn’t sure how to feel about it. Happiness was a foreign thing—something she had learned not to trust. Whenever life gave her something good, it always found a way to take it back.Yet, despite her fears, she couldn’t deny that something was different. At one night she was sleeping when her phone start vibrating. The first message had come a week ago. Short. Unexpected. “You are stronger than you think.”Amara had stared at it for a long time, debating whether to reply, but something held her back. No name, no number she recognized. Just a simple, encouraging statement from an unknown sender.She had ignored it, chalking it up to a mistake or someone playing a cruel joke. But the messages kept coming, each day bringing a new line of quiet encouragement:“Even the darkest nights end in dawn.”“Your pain does not defin
Last Updated: 2025-08-19
Chapter: Whispers in the RainThe morning air was crisp, carrying the scent of damp earth and freshly fallen rain. Amara stirred in her bed, the rhythmic sound of raindrops against the roof coaxing her into wakefulness. At first, it was soothing, a lullaby from nature itself, but then a sudden realization sent a jolt of anxiety through her.Her roof leaked.Panic surged through her chest as she shot up from the bed. If the rain had already started to seep in, her small collection of books and clothes would be soaked beyond saving. She scrambled out of bed, her feet cold against the wooden floor as she hurried to collect her things, moving with desperate urgency. Her hands trembled as she tried to stack her books into a dry corner, but no matter how much she rearranged them, she knew it wouldn’t be enough.The roof had always been unreliable. Over time, she had patched it up as best as she could, using whatever scraps she could afford. But heavy rain was different—it would find a way through, and she had no way of
Last Updated: 2025-08-18
Chapter: Shadows in the hallThe university had once been her father’s pride, a sanctuary of learning and knowledge. Now, it was a place filled with whispers and lingering gazes, where power ruled over principles.Amara walked through the grand halls, her presence met with disdain and quiet murmurs. The very air felt different—as if the walls themselves rejected her, as if she was an intruder in a place that once belonged to her family. Students dressed in designer clothes sneered at her worn-out attire, their conversations laced with mockery whenever she passed.“Look at her,” someone whispered behind her. “Still pretending she belongs here.”“She probably found another job to spread her legs for,” another voice snickered.Amara kept her head high, refusing to react, though the words burned into her skin like open wounds. She had grown used to it, but the sting never lessened. The stares, the whispers, the suffocating sense of isolation—it all built up, day by day, pushing her to the edge of endurance.Among the
Last Updated: 2025-08-16
Chapter: The past that hauntsAmara Lenz had once been a girl who laughed freely, whose world was filled with warmth and love. Born into a family of intellect and kindness, she had spent her childhood in the comforting embrace of her parents—her father, Professor Daniel Lenz, and her mother, Evelyn Lenz.Daniel Lenz had been a revered professor at the university, respected by students and faculty alike. He wasn’t just an educator; he was a man of principles, someone who believed in fairness, in knowledge, in giving everyone a chance, regardless of wealth or status. His daughter had grown up with the same values, believing the world to be a place where kindness triumphed, where hard work led to success.Evelyn, on the other hand, was an artist, a woman who found beauty in the smallest of things. She painted, played the piano, and filled their home with music and colour. Amara had inherited her mother’s love for music, spending hours sitting beside her as they played together, laughter echoing through their home.Fo
Last Updated: 2025-08-16
Chapter: Ghosts of the Past and Shadows of the PresentThe morning sun did little to ease the weight pressing against Amara’s chest. The air outside was crisp, but the cold within her ran deeper. She had spent the last hour searching for jobs, her fingers numb from scrolling through endless postings that all demanded experience she didn’t have.One rejection email after another.Her savings—what little remained—wouldn’t last long. Rent was due in two weeks, and with her tuition fees piling up, the walls of her world were closing in.She leaned back against the small wooden chair in her apartment, rubbing her temples. The exhaustion wasn’t just physical; it was the gnawing hopelessness that came with knowing she had nowhere to turn.And yet, amid the silence, her mind drifted back to a time when things were different.She had been eight years old, running barefoot through the backyard, her laughter filling the warm summer air. Her mother had been in the kitchen, humming a soft tune while her father sat on the porch, watching them with a ge
Last Updated: 2025-08-16
Chapter: Shadow and NightmaresAmara’s life was a delicate balance between survival and exhaustion. Every day was a struggle, a constant battle against the weight of her reality. Between university and her various jobs, she had little time to breathe, let alone dream of a future beyond this endless cycle. Yet she endured, moving forward despite the burden of loneliness and financial despair.Her first job of the day was at the café. The air was thick with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee, a scent that once brought her comfort but now only reminded her of long hours and aching feet. She served students who barely noticed her presence, their conversations floating around her as if she didn’t exist. The occasional kind customer would offer a smile or a thank you, but those moments were rare. More often, she faced complaints, impatience, and condescending remarks.By the time her shift ended, Amara had already lost count of how many orders she had taken, how many fake smiles she had forced. She left the café with a s
Last Updated: 2025-08-16
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