In a world where Alphas and Omegas steal the spotlight, Siren - an ordinary Beta - is just trying to get through life, one quiet coffee break at a time. But when a mysterious new Alpha boss keeps staring at her for no reason, and a sweet Omega barista starts slipping her extra chocolate and smiles, Siren's "boring Beta life" suddenly gets... complicated. She didn't ask to be noticed. But now, two very different people are paying attention. Is it love? Trouble? Or something much bigger? Why would an Alpha and an Omega both be drawn to a Beta like her?

The portrait should have been nothing more than paint on fading canvas- Yet the moment the students stepped into the museum hall, the air shifted. It felt as if the walls remembered things -Prisha felt it first. Prisha Mehta-quiet, observant, orphaned-stood apart from her class, fingers grazing the railing as her eyes fixed on the newly unearthed painting. Princess Shivanya Maheshwari. The artist had painted her like a prayer. Long kohl-lined eyes. Dusky skin glowing beneath jewels. A soft mouth curved with grace. But beneath all the beauty, something felt terribly wrong. Prisha's heartbeat stilled. Because the princess didn't just resemble her. She looked exactly like her.The same eyes. The same bone structure. The same face. Her professor spoke somewhere behind her, recounting how Shivanya's kingdom fell to war centuries ago. How she died young, slain by the ruthless Prince Prithviraj Kshatriya-heir of the rival throne. That night, sleep refused to come. Something inside her whispered- Go back. She shouldn't have. She shouldn't have snuck past the locked museum doors, shouldn't have wandered alone through marble corridors lit only by thunder. But curiosity-dangerous, consuming-pulled her in. Thunder cracked above, rattling the walls.Prisha's breath hitched. And then-even before she could scream-the ground split open beneath her. The museum vanished. With a violent gasp, she clawed her way to the surface. Gone was the museum. Gone was the girl she had been. She staggered to her feet-drenched, trembling- maroon silk clinging to her body, gold heavy around her throat and wrists. She wasn't wearing her own clothes anymore.She was wearing the princess's. Prisha-no, Shivanya-stood in a storm-drenched forest. The only way back to her time was through the portrait. But to reach it...she would have to survive the kingdom that killed her once- -and the prince who was never meant to fall in love with her.

Riya , a vibrant and fearless Brahmin girl from the 21st century, she has recently completed her graduation. One she went on a solo trip where she lost in some hidden and old cave and when she came out from the cave, found herself explicably transported to 18th-century india, she must navigate the world of royal intrigue, ancient traditions and forbidden love. Only her ancestors know the real truth. As she settles into her new life, Riya's bubbly and naughty Nature capture the heart of Rajavgadh people and the future king of Rajavgadh. Will she find a way to bridge the gap between her past and present, or will her love for king "Shivansh Singh Rathor."

1990s~ Happiness. What does it mean? If someone had asked me this question, I would say it's when tears fall freely from your eyes, and a big smile is plastered on your face-when you don't know how to describe the feeling, the eruption of a literal volcano in your heart. That is a joy that comes from deep satisfaction. And I can see that clearly on her face-Rajkumari Ahana ji-as she looks at her man with a deep sense of love in her eyes. Her man, Arup ji, just wants to hold her in his arms as they announce their wedding to the whole kingdom. I clap for them as joyful dancing begins in the big hall. Commoners and royals alike are dancing together. Why not celebrate? It's the announcement of a wedding between the Rajkumari of Malana and a commoner-or I would say, a pottery maker. A tear of happiness rolls down my cheek without me knowing, as I feel their love to the core of my being. It was a great task for me to unite them. It feels good to see others happy. I feel like I've experienced this before, just like the Rajkumari. I gaze at the people of the whole kingdom dancing and singing. But suddenly, more tears roll down my cheeks... My gaze fixes on a man who is looking at me with the same expression as I'm looking at him... Shock, vulnerability-like a thunderbolt passes through our hearts at the same time. My grip on my lehenga tightens when I see his tears falling the same way as mine. He is the same man who comes to me in my dreams... Whose face is carved in my heart... Whose picture I draw on the ground while sitting by our old riverbank. How? Because I have never seen this man before... but he is real!~ _______________________________

Meet Neriah Cassandra Hades, the fierce and cold lady boss of her generation. The successor to become the next Mafia Boss of their clan. She's cold, cruel and powerful. And she doesn't believe in reincarnation. But what will happen if she is reincarnated in the body of one of the villainess in the famous novel that are destined to die. And worst, will be the caused of her family's death, Seraphina Collette Genevieve. Seraphina Collette Genevieve, a typical selfish, cruel and evil villainess character in the story. A typical villainess who do anything to get want she wanted, get rid of her half sister Irish, take the love of her parents that she deserves after 17 years hiding in the forest for her safety. And more than that, is to get the love of the man she has been dreaming about for a long time. But because of this love, it turns out that it will lead to her complicated death and her family life and cruel deaths. As Neriah Cassandra who entered the body of a villainess, she will not let her horrible death happen again. She will do everything to save herself from death, which she will do everything,even if she clings and comes close to the devil himself. Neriah always has only one word, to live and avoid death, especially the characters in the book she entered, but if the devil is the only reason for her to survive, then she is ready to go to hell just to survive it. But..... "Once upon a time, a devil fall in love with an angel. But angel's don't live in hell, so it did not end well. THE END." -Neriah Cassandra Let's follow if in her resurrection, will she be able to save Seraphina's destined death or will her horrible and complicated death be repeated and repeated?

✮⋆˙𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 '𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞' 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬✮⋆˙ -ˋˏ ༻Vedant x Arohi༺ ˎˊ- 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑎 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑎𝑙 𝑢𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑𝑙𝑦 𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑑𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑦 𝑔𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚 𝑟𝑒𝑗𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡. 𝑆𝑜, 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑘, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑜𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 " 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠" 𝑏𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑙𝑦, 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑜𝑢𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑜𝑓𝑓. 𝑇𝑜𝑜 𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑧𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑠ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑡𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑐𝑘 𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑏𝑒ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟. 𝑊ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑗𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑑𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙. Dive 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚. ──

Two hearts, worlds apart one bound by royal legacy, the other by quiet resilience are destined to collide in the most unexpected way. Kashi Sharma, a 20-year-old girl from a small town Jhansi, has faced more hardships than most her age. Abandoned by her father, who sees her & her mother as burdens, she works tirelessly at two jobs to support her ailing mother. She has known poverty, struggle, & the sting of societal judgment. Yet, her spirit remains unbroken, her innocence intact. Vishwanath Rai Singhania, on the other hand, is a 27-year-old powerful multi-billionaire CEO & the King of Bundelkhand.A man of great influence and formidable presence, he is used to commanding respect & instilling fear. But Beneath the exterior of a powerful king lies a man who longs for true companionship, someone who sees beyond his title and wealth. To uncover the roots of the fraudulent activities plaguing his company Vishwanath Rai Singhania arrives in Jhansi under the humble disguise of a commoner named Veer. Far from his world of luxury and power, he steps into the ordinary life of a common man, determined to find the truth. But fate had other plans. There, he meets Kashi, a strong yet innocent girl battling her own storms. As Veer, he becomes her silent protector & slowly, they fall in love & their hearts begin to entwine. But what will happen when his true identity is revealed to her? When Kashi discovers that the man she trusted, the man she had begun to love, her Veer ji was none other than the king of Bundelkhand himself? Will her heart forgive the betrayal of truth, or will the truth he longed to share but couldn't, as circumstances never allowed him, shatter everything they had? Tropes✨ •Slow - Burn Royal Romance •King X Commoner •Soft Romance •Hidden Identity ML •Innocent Beauty •Age Gap Romance •Old - School Love •He fell first & harder •She captured his heart & held it tight 🧿 © 𝐂𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞. "He hid behind silence, Her love found him there" || A Typical Romantic comedy || » No Tragedy » Light Hearted And Fun Romance ⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆ A slap sound echoed through the whole floor. His face was jerked sidewards displaying the perfect imprint of her five fingers on his cheek. "What the hell !! Are you out of your mind? Do you even know who I am?" He yelled not believing what happened just now. " Yes I know, You are a bastard, a cheater and you deserve this !" She shouted back not able to control herself. "What are you doing Ruhi?" Her friend hold her back. "What? He is a jerk can't you see it" "No, Ruhi he is not him!!!" Her friend exclaimed. "W-What? H-He is him only look at him" Ruhi asked back not believing her. "No, He isn't. You slapped the wrong person Ruhi!" Her friend shouted. W-What!!!???? The man in front of her smirked at her crossing his arms over his chest. He moved forward close to her.... "How would you like to pay back for this Miss Wrong Number?" ⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆ Do friends notice the way someone's jaw tenses when they're thinking? Do friends get distracted by the way someone's sleeves are rolled up just right? Do friends sit across from each other and feel their heart stutter for no reason at all? No right? ⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆ Started :- 24 Feb 2025 Completed :- 18 Aug 2025

Accidentally swapping phones with L.A.'s star quarterback upends reclusive author Mila's quiet life when they start to fall for each other. ***** Mila Lyne, published author and introvert by heart, tries her best to stay out of the spotlight. Then fate strikes, and she literally stumbles into Hayden's arms. Hayden Cross lives an extraordinary lifestyle that is the complete opposite of Mila's, but Hayden wouldn't be Hayden if he didn't chase what he wants. And right now, it's the mysterious brunette who accidentally fell into him and grabbed his phone. With only the power of words on display, the unlikely pair develop a connection that is stronger than it should be, one that has an unforeseeable impact on both Hayden and Mila's life. The question is: Will life and secrets get in the way, or are they strong enough to withstand the obstacles they're about to face?

❝Bhoot pret nikat nahi aavey, Mahavir jab naam sunavey...❞ It was late at night, when I heard a knock on the window. I froze hearing the knock. Slowly, I got up from my study table and tiptoed toward my bed, trying to decide if I should check the window. But something told me not to, so I climbed on the bed instead. I'm not opening that window. I know how in horror movies, the main character hears some creepy noise and runs straight towards it. Like hello? do they not care there could be a whole-ass ghost waiting to jump on them? Another knock. I squeezed my eyes shut, gripping the blanket tightly. If this is how I die, I swear I'm haunting the ghost back. I was on the verge of running to wake up my parents when I heard a sneeze and then... my name whispered slowly. "Pratiksha." It clicked in an instant. Oh god! I shot up from the bed, hurriedly unlocking and opening the window. Before I could even react, he tumbled through and fell directly on the floor with a thud. I gasped in shock, half laughing but also panicking at the sight of him in my room. "How did you-" I started to ask, but he quickly clamped his hand over my mouth. I stared at him. He leaned in closer and whispered, "Don't make noise, or we'll both be in trouble." What. Is. Happening. ~~~ If overthinking was a sport, she would have won every time. He, on the other hand, one moment, he was the smoothest guy around. The next, he was doing something completely silly just for fun. Together, they were like a perfect mess. But a twist of destiny tore them apart. Six years later, they met again, the love that once bloomed was now buried under layers of hatred, from both sides. Could they move past the hurt, the anger and the six years that had turned them into stranger?