"Samay ne unhe alag kiya. Samay hi unhe fir milaayega" 🪔🦚🐚🪕🦢 Some stories are written once. Theirs is written every lifetime. She is a filmmaker drawn to forgotten legends tales of star-crossed lovers, cursed rivers, shadow-beings, and divine echoes. Stories no one remembers... yet feel strangely familiar to her. Then there is him the man who appears in places he shouldn't, who knows paths she hasn't taken, and whose eyes hold a silence older than memory. Every story she uncovers pulls them closer. Every step they take awakens something the world forgot. And somewhere between past and present, dreams and waking, destiny and choice the Kaalchakra, the eternal wheel of time, begins to stir. Some bonds return with every birth. Some truths wait for the right moment. And some loves... refuse to end. KAALCHAKRA - a dark, timeless tale where myth bleeds into the modern world, and two souls walk a path written long before they were born

Cursed to never find love, Sandhya steals a forbidden spellbook and breaks every rule of magic to rewrite her fate before it gets sealed on Valentine's Day - only to discover that the magic answering her might be the same magic destroying her.

DISCLAIMER: Tagged romance for romantic sub plots. The main plot is suspense and dark contemporary. RANKED #15 in Dark Academia (Last week of Jan 2026) An artist mastermind, a sharp-tongued rebel, a skeptical boxer, and a new girl trying to find her place. In the chaotic battlefield of high school, their lives are about to collide. Each step feels like sabotage until they realize they have a common enemy. To fight for their justice and make sure he gets what he deserves, the girls decide not to get mad, but get even. Set in 2014 Bangalore (India), All the Secrets We Meet is a story about found family, secrets and how to outsmart the culprit. Marked Mature for themes like sexual coercion, stalking, familial abuse. etc.

A psychological romance 💗 __ "Who are you?" I spoke in the dark as my eyes caught another movement behind the curtain, on the sill, my usual reading spot. "How can you not recognize me, Krisha? I'm offended." I halted, my hands which held the stick froze mid-way and I lowered it. Narrowing my gaze where I got the response after calling out more than five times, I reached back to switch on the light. "Don't" The voice stopped me. And before I could scram out of the room, the curtains flew aside and a shadow came to my view. Scratch that, a body rose, almost double my height as he got down the sill and stood at a distance. I blinked a few times to adjust to the daylight and focus on his face. I froze as I took in his appearance. 𝘕𝘰. 𝘕𝘰. 𝘕𝘰. 𝘕𝘰. I just- He laughed. No. 𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥. He tilted his head, his gaze unwaveringly staring down my figure before locking into my eyes. My breath hitched when he came near me but still wasn't invading my space. "What's it? Didn't you want me coming to life? Isn't that what you dreamt of, talked of and thought of? I am here." He opened his arms wide. No this can't possibly be- ---