Can a single rain-soaked night alter the course of everything? Is one evanescent encounter enough to ignite the spark of love? This is the tale of Krishna and Shridha that bridges a web of deep emotions and an incessant past. Once united by chance on a stormy night and parted away, will destiny bring them together once more? And if it does, can they ever truly call each other their own?

Since ancient times, a woman's life has been likened to a river. She is born in one place, often unnamed, and flows forward-not by choice, but by circumstance. Along her path, she nourishes all she touches. She gives, but is rarely held. In the end, she reaches the ocean-not as a retreat, but as a return. For the ocean has always waited for her-quiet, vast, eternal. Some poets say it is her destiny; others believe it is the love she was always denied-an ardent longing that defines her journey. Cover and Graphic Edits- @me_idnsd

The Royal palaces are often home to deep and dark secrets of the people we consider 'elite' The walls of palaces are often painted with blood The characters of royals are often tainted by power They are often blinded by greed But it is said 'Karma is a bitch' It's like a boomerang You get what you throw So what will the royals receive? What will be their reward? Will it be eye for an eye? Will it be easy to get that one moment many people wait for? Will it be easy to get that one 'Evening of Score'?