She was already in love with someone else. Then she met Akshaye Khanna.

Astra Malis is thrilled to be away from her hometown and in a brand new city for college, where she meets a very sweet and handsome football player from East Highland.

Claire Beaumont knows exactly who Nate Jacobs is. She just doesn't know yet how much of him will stay with her. A story about closeness, control, and the quiet ways people break each other. 1 in #natejacobs 04/05/26 1 in #hbo 04/07/26 1 in #euphoria 04/23/26 1 in #jacobelordi 05/28/26 Rating: Mature / 18+ Contains: - Violence - Toxic relationships - Psychological manipulation - Mental health issues - Drug and alcohol use -Sexual content All characters and the Euphoria universe belong to HBO and Sam Levinson. This fanfiction is created for entertainment purposes only, is non-commercial, and does not claim ownership over any copyrighted material. All rights to the original characters and storyline belong to their respective owners. This is a fan-made work and is not affiliated with or endorsed by HBO or the creators of Euphoria. This fanfiction is written with the help of sagaland.ai, a platform I can highly recommend to anyone who likes fanfiction. All images via Pinterest. All rights belong to their respective owners. This story offers an alternative interpretation of the character and may diverge from canon events. I respect the original source material while interpreting the characters in my own way. Constructive feedback is welcome.

They said monsters were supposed to be born in darkness. They never said monsters could be made. In a world of neon cities, humming technology, and eyes watching from every screen, Victor Frankenstein commits the ultimate sin-he creates life. But the moment his creation breathes, horror replaces pride. The creature is locked away beneath his house, hidden from the world, punished for simply existing. Above the darkness lives a girl made of pure sunlight. Layla is warmth, laughter, and kindness wrapped in a tiny frame. The kind of girl who makes strangers smile without trying. But behind her glowing smile hides a quiet storm-an abusive home, cruel words, and a loneliness no one notices. One was created and called a monster. One was born human but treated like she's nothing. And when the light of Layla's world finally reaches the basement where the creature waits in silence... the monster might not be the one everyone fears.

They say chaos always finds chaos... but what happens when it meets calm? When Layla transfers into East Highland, she's nothing like the storm that surrounds Nate Jacobs. She doesn't chase attention, doesn't fear silence, and definitely doesn't bend under pressure. Where others see danger in Nate, Layla sees something deeper, something fractured, something fighting to breathe beneath the control. And somehow... he feels it too. Drawn to her quiet strength in a way he can't explain, Nate finds himself unraveling, his anger softening, his control slipping, his world shifting. Because Layla isn't just another girl in his story. She's the pause in his chaos. The voice that steadies him. The only thing standing between him... and complete destruction. But being someone's anchor comes with a price. And the question is- will Layla save Nate Jacobs... or drown with him?

They say his name in whispers. Uzair is not a man you look at for too long. Not a man you question. Not a man you cross. While Rehman Dakait rules the streets, Uzair walks beside him - ruthless, feared, untouchable. Violence follows him like a shadow. Loyalty is earned in blood. Mercy is a language he does not speak. Until her. Ayra was never meant to stand in his world. She doesn't belong to the gunshots, the politics, or the power games. She believes in softness where others believe in fear. The world knows Uzair as a monster. But in quiet moments, when the city sleeps and the chaos fades, he lowers his voice for only one person. This is not a story about politics. This is not a story about war. It is about the most dangerous man in the room... and the only girl who was never afraid to look him in the eyes. Feared by all. Soft for one.

💋 Kiss The Enemy Goodbye She was the girl I couldn't stand. The loudmouth who challenged every word I said, who turned every class debate into a battlefield. Jayjay - the girl with too much pride, too many comebacks, and a fire in her eyes that made it impossible to look away. We were rivals. Enemies. The type of duo teachers separated because we couldn't go five minutes without arguing. But one night... everything changed. A stupid bet. A stolen moment. A kiss that was never supposed to happen. And suddenly, hate didn't feel like hate anymore. We went from enemies to lovers - to high school sweethearts who swore we'd make it. But life doesn't care about promises. Now, years later, we're strangers pretending not to remember what we lost. Except fate isn't done with us. Because she's back - in my office, wearing a smile sharp enough to kill, and an offer I can't refuse. Jayjay. My enemy. My ex. My new business partner. Same spark. Same danger. And maybe... one last kiss to finish what we started. ✨ A Jayfer fanfic inspired by "Ang Mutya ng Section-E." A story about rivalry, love, heartbreak, and the kind of connection that always finds its way back - no matter how much you try to forget. A collab between Studentgirl12345 & Andrea51923

#2 in Top 10 in India on (9/4/26) #1 in Top 10 in India on (12/4/26) Myra sharma had heard his name before she ever saw his face. Armaan Brar. The President of Chandigarh National University. Final-year Political Science student. RSVP's rising youth face. The boy professors avoid. The one students don't look in the eye. The one whose footsteps are enough to silence a corridor. They say he once pulled a gun on campus. They say he wins elections the way he wins fights... ruthlessly. They say crossing him is a mistake you don't repeat twice. And she believes every freaking word. She's just a first-year B.Com student. From a Middle class family, She left Lucknow with dreams in her suitcase. Chandigarh National University was her dream. Her fresh start. Her escape. Living alone in a new city wasn't easy but she was determined. Far away from politics, power, and people like him. Her only goal? Stay invisible, don't get noticed by bullies in college.. But Armaan Brar notices her. And that's where the problem begins. And Armaan Brar has never been gentle about what he wants. Tropes:- - punjabi munda x Brahmin girl - college president x student(1st phase) - MLA x CA Girl (2nd phase) - first love - rich guy x middle class girl - 5 years age gap (don't judge my book with this description there is a lot more about Armaan and Myra, give it a chance please...it's my first story.)

"Do lafzon ki hai Dil ki Kahani Ya hai Mohabbat, Ya hai Jawaani" This is how Anuradha Pathak would describe her relationship with Derek D'Souza. After the college ended, neither Anuradha heard anything from Derek nor he ever called. Anuradha started living with her brother Anirudh Pathak post his divorce from his wife, Maya. Anuradha took care of Raghav when Anirudh was busy with his office works but he always found time for his son and his sister. A tragedy happened which forced Anuradha, Anirudh and Maya to take a trip down the memory lane. Anuradha had to face her past love again. How will she cope with this?