With his career on the line, Ashton takes a blockbuster role-only to find himself starring opposite his longtime rival, Ryker Cohen. But as tension turns to sparks, hate might not be the only thing burning between them. *** With Ashton's dying career, his last lifeline was accepting the lead role in a sureshot blockbuster. But the new role had a catch, and the catch had a name: Ryker Cohen, Ashton's sole archnemesis. Can Ashton act alongside the man he has spent years despising? Will he give in to the hate? Or will Ryker's soft touch melt Ashton's stone cold heart? *** "You're crazy," Ashton whispered. "Yes," Ryker continued. "For you." "No. You're just crazy. Period." *** [mxm] [marked mature for sexual content]

The last of Vishnu's three Rama-Avataras, Balarama is fascinating. He's the strongest support to his little brother, he's the teacher of two of India's greatest rivals, he's the husband who loves his wife beyond the ability to express. He's the shield to his dearest siblings. He's also the most unamused at Krishna's magic, knowing he can still do better the next time. He's Sankarshana, the one who was moved from Devaki's womb to Rohini's so that he could see this world and give it all the light he could. He's the Mighty Rama, who brings the universe all its joy. ¤¤¤ Cover credits: @Mochis4lifeq52627 <3333 Title: A joint venture by @Mochis4lifeq52627 and myself Disclaimer: This story is written with pure sentiments at heart and absolutely no disrespect is meant to the deities or the readers. I would definitely recommend anyone who is very particular about sticking to the scriptures and not humanising the deities to stay away from this book. But for those going ahead, I assure you that all relationships will be canon and nothing will be disrespectful. If I accidentally happen to make a mistake that needs to be rectified immediately or if anything is giving the wrong message, im absolutely open to edit. Thank you!

Haripriya is a girl who has been intrigued by the Lord of Vaikuntha since she could remember. Her love for him beyond words and emotions is everything but a coincidence. A mysterious cousin of hers comes to take her to Srirangam where her heart had lived but her body had yet to visit. She embarks on a wonderful journey that had been written for her long before by her beloved. Through various emotional and physical battles, she will uncover her past, accept her present and protect the future.

What if Devasena had a hidden twin? What if the baby who never cried was seen as a bad omen? A sign of destruction in the future? What if that baby was left alone on the forest floor, meant to be devoured by wild animals? But fate had other plans. The mountain people, who never left their land, happened to cross that path at the right time. They found the infant and took her into their arms and into their hearts. She was raised as the daughter of the mountain tribe's leader in a world far from the kingdoms of men. They named her Valli, after their goddess who married the god of war, Murugan. Blessed with a brilliant mind, she was taken under the wing of Rishi Vamadevananda. He taught her archery, swordplay, poetry, and the sacred texts. Though she never liked to fight, she learned to protect herself. Her true passion was poetry. Her people were known for their fine and rare silks. Though they never mingled with the outside world, their silks travelled across kingdoms. Valli, the lover of art, helped craft the finest fabrics and added her own touch: a secret verse embroidered on each piece. One of her silks, stitched with her soul, found its way to a palace. And it touched the heart of a man the world feared. Bhalladeva, Prince of Mahismati, who craved only power, was drawn to her words. For the first time, his heart listened. And the man the world feared began to smile, just for her. In front of her, nothing else mattered. The heart wants what it wants. What happens when the hidden twin steps into the light? When a forbidden romance is caught in the fire? Can the villain protect his love? His muse, his soul, his desire-his everything? The Villain's Muse

Nārāyana. The Lord of Sustenance. To sustain his universe, he has always done everything one could ever imagine. From incarnating as a complete wild boar, to living away from the love of his life to vanquish evil, Lakshmīkānta has always done everything to establish Dharma every time Adharma threatens to overpower it. Ananta. He's endless. He will remain one of the few constants even as the universe comes to an end. Hari's kathā is just as everlasting as him, evergreen in both emotion and meaning. As perpetual as him are his stories, never coming to an end, never ceasing to enrapture those who attempt to understand these tales brimming with a charm nothing else has. This is an attempt to encapsulate some moments from the stories of Vāsudeva in shorts that may succeed in giving the tiniest glimpse of Vaikunthanātha. This is my attempt at writing about Rāmachandra, whom I love and revere beyond what my words can explain. This is my humble attempt at bringing to life some of the moments from the evergreen stories of Mahāvishnu. ××× [The chapters showcase these undoubtedly divine characters with a touch of humanization, and while I will try my level best not to get too carried away with it, moving too far away from the original plot, some people might not be willing to see their deities humanized. In that case, I'll request you to skip this book. Thank you!] Cover credit: @Mochis4lifeq52627 <333