peem was a 20 year old guy from Jaipur living with his parents,his dream was to become a fashion designer his life choices were always clear,he knew what he wanted and needed until HE came in his life. Phum a 21 year old guy from Delhi,so cold and so Indifferent someone who doesn't talk much cause when wanted to he didn't have a person, someone who never allowed anyone in his heart but everything changed the moment they met each other, people who claimed they know themselves suddenly were confused let's see if they will be able to control these changes or if they will lose everything even themselves

"I hate you," he said...his voice trembling with fury. "I hate your voice. I hate the very sound of your breathing." Before he could walk away, fingers curled around his collar, slamming him against the wall. A whisper followed...low, dangerous, and sealed like a dark promise. "It isn't hatred," he murmured. "It's love. Whether you accept it or not." "Lies," came the broken reply. "Everything you've said is a lie." "Yes, I lied," he admitted calmly. "And I'll lie again if I have to. I'll do anything....but I will never let you walk away from me." The cold sting of a syringe pressed into his skin. ~~~~●●●●~~~~~●●●●~~~~~~~~●●●●~~~~~●●●~~ Agniv Mehra, a 24-year-old Indian student, arrives in New York carrying ambition, rebellion, and a past he refuses to speak about. He doesn't follow orders. He never has. Karen Craves, a 32-year-old British professor, is authority personified-controlled, commanding, and dangerously unreadable. Everyone listens to him. Everyone obeys. Except Agniv. Two men.Two secrets. One Line should never meant to be crossed When stubborn defiance collides with ruthless obsession, boundaries blur, lies deepen, and control becomes addictive. Is this love...or something far more merciless? And when the truth finally surfaces... will either of them survive it? Tropes & Themes ●Top Student × Bottom Professor ●Dark Academia ●Power Play ●Age Gap (8 years) ●Mild BDSM ●Lies & Manipulation ●Good Boy Kink ●Indian × British ●Hidden Identities ●Obsession vs Control

𝐻𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑖𝑙𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑠𝑡. #𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐌𝐌 𝐒𝐜𝐢-𝐟𝐢 𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲-𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𓆩𓆗𓆪 Omkara Rathore doesn't touch. Not his students. Not his colleagues. Not even his own reflection if it gets too close. A medical science professor with a condition he never chose──his skin rejects contact, his body recoils from scents, and his heart has learned that feeling is a wound he cannot afford. So he stays cold. Stays distant. Stays safe. Until Yaksh Shergill walks into his life. A transfer student with a golden smile and eyes that see too much. Humble. Charming. Everyone's favorite. Omkara should hate him. Instead, for the first time in his life── A scent doesn't repulse him. A touch doesn't rebuke him. It pulls. And that terrifies him more than any disease ever could. But Yaksh isn't what he seems either. Behind that warm facade lives something petty. Something possessive. Something that has decided Omkara Rathore is his to follow. To provoke. To ruin. And when a body is found── When a murder cracks open secrets buried inside Omkara's own blood── They will have to trust each other to survive. But how do you trust someone whose very smell makes you lose control? 𓆩𓆗𓆪 𝑇𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑟 ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑡. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟? 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛.

Aarav Mehra, a 19-year-old second-year business student, lives a life far removed from his true identity. As the heir to one of the country's most powerful business empires, he chooses to hide his surname and legacy, craving a normal college experience, far from the weight of expectations. In the midst of this quiet life, he falls in love for the first time-with Veer Mathur, a boy from an equally elite family. Their bond was real, tender, and hopeful... until the day Aarav finally gathered the courage to reveal his truth. But fate had other plans. Before Aarav could open up, Veer broke his heart. He ended their relationship abruptly, confessing that his parents had arranged his marriage to a girl from their social circle. He didn't want to defy them-and just like that, Aarav's first love story crumbled, leaving him shattered. As he struggled to piece himself back together, a new twist entered his life-his parents proposed a marriage. But not just any alliance-it was with Siddharth Singhania, the enigmatic and reserved heir of the prestigious Singhania family... and Veer Mathur's uncle from his mother's side. Siddharth was a man known for his silence more than his actions, a mystery wrapped in discipline and power. Aarav was left stunned-was this destiny's strange way of healing him, or was it the beginning of a storm he couldn't see coming? Either way, fate had already chosen its path. And Aarav's world was about to change in ways he never imagined. --- WARMING! Indian BL age gap

YUVAAN SINGHANIA Digvijay Chakraborty is my constant The silence that steadies me The presence that holds me together when everything else feels too sharp to touch I rule empire with an iron grip, wearing perfection like a second skin To the world, I am untouchable. Unbreakable. Flawless. But with him, I unravel I cling I demand I burn with a possessiveness I never question Jay lets me be messy. Lets me be weak Lets me fall apart in his arms without asking why I need him so badly I tell myself it is friendship Because admitting otherwise means admitting I am already lost I hate the way my chest tightens when someone else gets too close to him Hate the way I need his attention like oxygen Hate how the thought of losing him feels like death And still, I never once ask myself what that means Because some truths are too dangerous to name DIGVIJAY CHAKRABORTY I am built to control chaos To dominate systems To erase threats before they ever surface Feelings are never part of the equation, until Yuvaan Singhania He is the only imperfection I allow in my perfectly ordered world Clingy. Emotional. Unpredictable Mine. Loving him is never a choice I love him quietly. Carefully With the kind of devotion that expects nothing in return Because the worst thing about loving your straight best friend Is knowing that honesty can destroy the only home you have ever had I never plan to confess Because loving him means choosing him over my truth I watch him lean into me without realizing how deeply he owns me Watch him demand everything from me and call it friendship And I give it to him. Every time Because I don’t just love Yuvaan Singhania, I have always belonged to him But when the world starts pulling him away, when love finds everyone else, even silence begins to hurt too much. And the question I have avoided my entire life finally demands an answer: Is loving him enough… If it means never being chosen? **Can be read as stand alone or as a part of Hearts series**

When the angel got trapped inside the castle of the devil it'll be either a clash or a match. Avay Ranawat kidnaps his rivals son to avenge his father's death but instead of the golden boy 'Mrityunjay Thakur' he got himself a boy that rather seemed like a scared kitten, clutching his rabbit plushie 'Purav Thakur' lived his whole life locked up in the dark rooms of Thakur mansion from the mere age of three till the age of 20, unable to form words properly, eating messily, being scared of anything that reminded him of the tools he had been tortured with, a walking fluff ball of pure innocence and trouble. . . . . crawl here and position yourself in front of me - Avay Ranawat Pur Sawwy - Purav thakur ----- You like lion, roar RAWR hehe , cute - Purav thakur Shut up before I lose my composure- Avay Ranawat ------- P-pur luv you, hero -Purav I love you too fluff ball, My love you'll always be mine My little bunny - Avay .

Mafia King × College Boy Age Gap Friends to Lovers Soft Romance Opposites Attract Slow Burn Possessive Male Lead Protective Love Multiple couples