Season 2 of FROM HERE TO ETERNITY - They've been enemies since childhood, with a rivalry so intense it could tear them apart. Raised as rivals, their families are best friends, but they are anything but. What began as harmless teasing quickly spiraled into a dangerous game, where the stakes are higher than either of them could have imagined. In a moment of rage, she did something that changed his life forever, something that still haunts him. Now, years later, he's enrolled in the same college, determined to make her regret it. His plan? To make her feel the same fury he's carried all these years. He is the sky, distant and untouchable. She is the earth, grounded and relentless. Together, they are the axis of conflict, but beyond the bitterness, something deeper stirs ,a desire neither can deny. As they collide in the most unexpected ways, will they find themselves drawn together, or will their war continue to tear them apart? In the battle between earth and sky, the horizon of desire awaits.

In 90s Bhopal, where every gali had a love story and every radio played romantic songs, he remained untouched. An IPS officer known for his calm mind and strict principles, he worked under Commissioner Jagadish Rathore with complete loyalty. Love, for him, was distraction. But Kirti Rathore, bold, spoiled, and used to getting everything she wanted had decided that his attention was the only thing she truly desired.

"She tried to reach out the fallen star, the one still yearning for a ground called love." Born in a conservative family of UP, famous not for respect but for dangerous things, where women were nothing more than showpieces to be controlled and ordered. Shreevi Mishra never fit in. The more restrictions they put on her, the more she burned to break them. In a house where even listening to songs was a sin, she dared to dream of two impossible things, One, to become an actress. Two, to marry him. But him who? Yuvaan Shergill. Superstar. The calmest, sweetest, humblest man, at least, that's what the world believes. Or maybe that's just what he wants them to see. Afterall is is an actor. Because behind the fame and lights is a man scarred by bitter experiences, a man who has learned to see the world through one lens, money. With a typical mindset, he believes girls only want one thing from him, his wealth. And so, he has vowed to keep them far away. But when God said action, even he was unknown to his part of script. For the most money-minded girl he would ever meet was also the one who refused to leave his side. Shreevi Mishra, his craziest stalker, the girl with brown-crimson eyes who followed him everywhere. All Yuvaan wanted was to get rid of her. All she wanted was to make him fall for her...by hook or by crook.

Major Harshwardhan Malhotra does not believe in coincidences, and he certainly does not believe in feelings. In his world, everything is planned, controlled, and executed without hesitation. Then Dr. Tara Vashishth walks into his unit. She laughs too loudly, talks too freely, and refuses to be intimidated by his rank. No one understands why the strictest Major becomes unusually quiet around her. Now the real question isn't whether he'll fall. It's whether he'll ever admit it.

My Husband, My Devil. "GET RID OF IT" She thought she heard something wrong, Not reacting she just stared at his face no emotion, nothing, just his flawless emotionless face. "Huh?" "I know you are pregnant and I want you to get rid off it, Sayantika" and that's when she thought he couldn't be any more heartless, he chosed to shock her all over again. "This is my baby and I don't want to" She moved back nodding her head in no. "You want me to give this relationship a chance right?" Saying he stepped closer, his calloused hand cupping her tears strained cheeks. "Just abort this, I promise to be with you" the softness in his left bitterness in hers. "I wanted, I wanted to stay with you to give this relationship a chance but not anymore" Completing her speech, She jerked his hand back, angering him to such extent, that all he wanted that moment was to hurt her. "Wait wait wait, does it mean it was you who spiked my drink and forced me to consummate with you, damnnn I never thought you will stoop this low for money and luxury ; a certified gold-digger indeed" like everytime he chosed to abuse her verbally, but this time his words didn't hurt her this time, She was used to his taunts now. From being the good and loyal companion to the good Obedient wife, She did everything for him and in return He hurted her again and again, by his words by his actions. "Just to let you know that if you are planning to public our marriage and to tell everyone that we are married and now you are carrying my child then I promise to destroy you and your family and I won't back off" He threatened. "You still have a chance, I will change myself the way you want, either this baby or me" the change of his words , the bipolaritic tone and everything about of him so complex. 'How did she fell for this man?' She thought and then chuckled internally. "I am choosing this baby over you , PREPARE THE DIVORCE PAPERS I SHALL SEE YOU IN THE COURT"

🌸RUTHLESS MAN AND HIS CHAOTIC LIL POET... 🌸 Seven years stand between them enough to make their worlds feel impossible, yet not enough to keep fate from colliding. He is the youngest Chief Minister the state has ever seen ruthless, controlled, and always ten steps ahead. Power sits on his shoulders like armor, and emotions are a luxury he cannot afford. She, on the other hand, lives in a world of ink and warmth running a quiet café where poetry lingers in the air and broken hearts find comfort in her words. Their first meeting is nothing short of chaos loud, public, and unforgettable. One mistake, one clash of ego, and suddenly they are on opposite sides of a storm neither of them saw coming. What begins as irritation turns into something sharper... revenge. He sees her as reckless, someone who dared to challenge his authority. She sees him as arrogant, a man who hides behind power to silence truth. Every encounter becomes a battlefield-words like weapons, silence like punishment. But hatred has a strange way of blurring into something deeper. Because beneath his cold decisions, she starts to see the man who carries burdens no one understands. And behind her defiance, he begins to notice the quiet strength that refuses to break. Somewhere between revenge and resistance, something shifts. Feelings they never planned. A connection they never wanted. And a love that could destroy everything they've built or finally give them something real. Because in a world where power demands sacrifice... can love survive when it was never meant to exist?

He has a plan. A plan built to tear a man's life apart - vein by vein, breath by breath. From that cursed day, all he's ever wanted was to ruin him beyond recognition. But death? Death is silence. Death is peace. And peace is mercy. He's not here to be merciful. To reach him, he will use his sister - make her the path, the bait, the weapon with no way back. He will step into her life out of nowhere, on a night so black the stars choke on their own light, and twist it until it screams. She will let him - at first. She will let him ruin her. Until she belongs to no one. Until she can't even belong to him. And that's where everything starts to burn. Because somewhere between the threats and the ruin, between the lies and the blood - something far more dangerous takes root. A love that tastes like vengeance. A love that kills as much as it keeps alive. A love that is both a weapon and a wound. Because yes, it's a tale of revenge. Revenge that will scar souls, ruin innocence, destroy lives, and expose secrets that will shatter their existence. She's not weak. She's not fragile. But she will scream. She will cry. She will bleed. He is strong. He is unbreakable. But he will shatter. He will fall. He will break. Because again, it's a tale of revenge. And of a love that will burn them to ash. But one question cuts deeper than all the rest - Revenge, but whose?

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: . ♡ . :☆ﾟ. ─── Rudraksh Mehra is trouble with a charming grin. Sharp-tongued, witty, and always ready with a savage comeback, he lives for chaos and laughter. Rules don't scare him-boring days do. With his two best friends by his side since nursery, he treats school like a playground and arguments like entertainment. Aditya Malhotra takes mischief to another level. Loud, carefree, and impossible to ignore, he laughs the hardest, teases the most, and enjoys every ounce of drama around him. If something chaotic is happening, chances are he started it-or is enjoying it a little too much. Ayaan Verma is the calm in their storm. Quiet, observant, and composed, he speaks only when necessary and watches everything unfold from a distance. While his friends thrive on noise, Ayaan prefers silence-and understands more than he ever says. ___________________________________________ Arohi Kashyap matches chaos with chaos. Bold, fun-loving, and fiercely expressive, she never hesitates to speak her mind or jump headfirst into trouble. Arguments don't scare her; backing down does. If someone challenges her, she challenges them harder. Mahi Mishra is quiet, observant, and reserved. New to the city and new to the noise, she prefers staying in the background, finding comfort in books and silence while learning how to survive in a world that feels a little too loud. Riddhi Mehra is warmth and laughter. Playful and expressive like her best friend, she loves being in the middle of everything-except when choosing sides becomes impossible. ── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: . ♡ . :☆ﾟ. ─── Six lives. One school. Friendships built since nursery. And chaos that never asks for permission. Jump into the story to witness the fights, the friendships, and the madness- because nothing here is planned. It all happens accidentally. Coming soon

Some stories are written in blood. Some sins are sacred. Aradhya Rathore - orphaned by fate. Raised by her mother's family, yet never truly accepted. She lives in a house full of people... but none she can call her own. Surrounded by tradition, drowned in silence, she learned early that love was a word people used but never meant. Shravansh Thakur - cold, calculating, and dangerously calm. A devout Bhole Nath follower raised with one purpose: to destroy the family that took away the only person he ever loved. He doesn't believe in hearts, only in revenge... until Aradhya is forced into his world. A marriage wrapped in lies. Two souls bound by a past soaked in blood. And a truth waiting to set fire to everything they touch. ______ "I hate you... I hate your presence near me," she whispered, voice trembling, eyes burning with defiance. He stepped in, close enough to taste her breath. "And I hate myself... for loving the way your lips move when you lie to me." ______ Coming soon. A story where love is a weapon, and desire is the sweetest sin. Aradhya: His Sacred Sin - where devotion meets destruction.

Krityvirya Singh Rathore is the king of Jodhpur. He is also a 32-year-old single father. He cannot bear to see even a single tear in his 3-year-old son's eyes. But his son has been crying continuously for the past three days - and the one he's crying for, Krityvirya has now set out to find. "I will find her, even if I have to dig up the earth or tear through the skies," he said, and walked out of Uday Mahal. Phool is a 18 years old girl who was a princess of Chittorgarh Every night, she sees the same terrifying dream. She desperately wants to be free from it. "I don't want to see this dream again! I don't want to see it!" she cried, tears streaming down her face.