Mr. Raichand, you are my boss, not my therapist. I don't find it professional." I told the man sitting opposite to me in his black suit and thumb pressing his lip as he continued to look at me. " Shivanya, things have never been professional between you and me ever since you walked in for that interview. Since then, I have thought about you in seven hundred ways, none of which closely resonates with me being your boss or you being my employee." The thing is, he doesn't mince words outside the Courtroom. I am sorry, what?" I asked, shocked. " You heard me right for the first time." He did not repeat him words but continued to look at me, standing a few feet away from and looking intimidating just as ever. The thing was, I hated being looked at for too much. Much of this insecurity came from being curvy and not being comfortable under my own skin. But his gaze was something else. It did not make me uncomfortable in the way people usually do, it was almost as if he was looking at me. Not my looks or my work, but at me. " You fail to understand, sir. When I tell you that I don't want your help in something which is not related to work, I mean it. Apart from that, if I find myself in a difficult position in a case, I know where to find you." I took a step back and turned around to collect my laptop and bag to leave but his voice stopped me again. " I have been waiting for you longer than you know of it Miss Chopra. You will find out soon enough." His words sounded dangerously close to a promise, sending a shiver down my spine as he once again sat down in the chair next to where I was standing. " Have a good day sir." I hurried out of the Conference room once I had everything. Ignorance is bliss, until it is not. She knows of it. He knows of it. He accepts it, she does not. They are not opposites but they are in no way similar either. But the real question is, will she acknowledge it?

They said don't fall for your best friend. Too bad, Raghav's never been great at following rules. Or ignoring Kiyara's face. Or her voice. Or her hoodie theft problem. Meet Raghav Kashyap: A 21 year old rockstar, a drummer... and a backbencher. Rich, ridiculously hot, annoyingly overprotective, and heartthrob of the campus. Oh, and did I mention? He's also the future heir of the Kashyaps ...a family so elite, their parents could win gold medals in scumbaggery. Respectfully, of course. According to them, many things are forbidden for him. And the biggest crime of all? Falling for the one girl he absolutely shouldn't ....Kiyara. And what he couldn't resist the most? Kiyara. Meet Kiyara Rawat: A 18 year old year hormonal teen, grew up in an orphanage. The sarcastic topper who knows exactly where to poke him. Class clown. Professional eye-roller. Orphan with a heart of gold and a mouth that never shuts. She swears she doesn't have feelings for her best friend. (She also swears fries taste better when stolen off his plate. So... credibility? Questionable.) They fight. They flirt. They finish each other's... insults. And just when they became lovers...from the 'oh we're just friends' phase The hell Enter: Natasha Raghuvanshi. Perfect hair. Perfect nails. Probably practices her perfect lipsticked laugh in the mirror. She wants Raghav. And she always gets what she wants. (Except maybe basic humility. ) She thinks she's the main character. Plot twist? She's not even the favorite side character. This story includes: Best-friends-to-wtf- we're lovers.... Jealousy? Oh, it's spicy in here. One brooding Rocckstar falling so hard for his little troublemaker. And Natasha. Just... Natasha. You'll see. Warning: May cause laughing, crying, and yelling "JUST KISS ALREADY" into your pillow at 2AM. 𝐑𝐨𝐦-𝐜𝐨𝐦 | 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 | 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫

"𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐃𝐮𝐞𝐭 #𝟐" They're living happily. Though, they don't see each other every day nor do they have long conversations every night like normal couples. Because he's busy protecting the nation she's busy taking care of her patients She spends her days waiting for him, standing at the door while he spends his days on the battlefield, talking to his wife's picture tucked in his wallet. People say love fades with distance but not for them. Their longing for each other only grows stronger with each passing day-passionate, undeniable. Everything was going well in their life until the shadows of the past returned "Did you think you could escape me? Did you think your husband could save you from me?" When Kashish saw those words written with blood on the mirror, her deep buried terror returned. She realized that her past had never died. He'd just been waiting for the right moment to show up. He was still chasing her. And now, he wanted revenge not just from her but from Ranvijay too. Kashish is just a medium, Ranvijay is the real target. Because he doesn't know how Ranvijay looks like. He only knows the name. They knew there is only one way to defeat Ranvijay Karmarkar by hurting his wife If they get her, Ranvijay will automatically crawl to them on his knees to protect his wife. But they've no idea what kind of beast they're dealing with. Ranvijay could burn the entire world to find her. No one would escape his wrath especially not those who dared to hurt his Jaan. But Ranvijay has little time to save her, and there are many forces outside trying to rip them apart. Every passing second is a step closer to losing her. 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒋𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝑲𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆, 𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓?

Sanjana Thapar is the quintessential queen bee of the campus- gorgeous, fashionable, and with an attitude that turns heads. Life at Imperial University has been a breeze for her until the new dean throws a curveball, threatening to wreck her graduation plans over her grades. With time running out and desperation mounting, she's left with no choice but to turn to the one person she'd never thought she'd need: Varun Reddy, the university's nerd. Updates: 10th, 20th and 30th of every month 💛 Content warning: child abuse, suicidal thoughts and self-harm

Aahana Agnihotri seems to have it all - wealth, beauty, and a place at the top of the social hierarchy. Yet, beneath her flawless facade lies a heart shattered by a dark secret she hides from the world. With a nonchalant attitude and sharp sarcasm as her shield, Aahana manages to keep everyone at an arms's length...until Adarsh Khanna enters her life. He is a rising star in her father's legal team. Armed with a charming smile and quick wit, Adarsh has quickly become indispensable to the Agnihotri empire. However, he also possesses a strong will and his own agenda, making him an unpredictable player on the chessboard of Aahana's life. As their paths cross and their lives intertwine, can Aahana's carefully constructed facade withstand the magnetic presence of Adarsh? Or will his unwavering determination break down her defenses and reveal the vulnerable and broken woman behind the mask? Trigger warning: Child Abuse, Dysfunctional Family Relationships , Trauma/PTSD, Phobias, Profanity and Explicit sexual content between two consenting adults

"Why don't you give up , Jahaan? It would be so much easier." "Giving up on you is something I'm not capable of , Kaya. Even if it means dragging you back from the edge of self destruction again and again." I keep talking , in desperate attempts to somehow keep her mind occupied so she doesn't push the knife deeper. ༻❁༺ He's out for revenge. My husband is the master of deception , weaving a tapestry of lies so intricate that even I believed in the illusion. When the darkness wraps it's hands around my throat , tempting me into oblivion , he's there. He's all I know. He's the reason I breathe , even when my lungs ache with the effort. He's the only one who can keep me alive and that's his cruelty. ༻❁༺ She is my blue flame. The one constant in a world full of shadows and shifting lies. She doesn't get to leave. I won't let her slip away into the darkness that claws at her soul. Let her scream , let her rage. I'll drag her back every time , because she is mine , and I won't let her go. Not to death. Not to herself. Not to anyone.

"Don't marry him." "You don't understand, Ayaan--" "I'll kill him, Tara. Before the wedding After the wedding. Whether he's got you wearing his ring or his name tattooed on your skin. It won't matter. I'm asking you not to marry him because you'll be widowed within a few hours. Aur tum mujhe safed saree mein achhi nahi lagogi." ────•~❉✿❉~•──── I was engaged to the wrong man. But I was in love with a worse one. Not because he'd hurt me. Not that. Never that. But because he was a relic of everything I craved but wasn't allowed to touch. I had been told that I could stay safe if I hid. But safety was never seductive. And madness was wrapped in red silk. ────•~❉✿❉~•──── This is Fitoor. The kind of love that whispers, 'he'd kill for you.' The kind of love that answers back, 'he already did.'

𝓡𝓾𝓱𝓲 𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓱 𝓡𝓪𝓳𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓼𝓱𝓲 𝓧 𝓡𝓾𝓭𝓻𝓪 𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓻𝓪 𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝔂 𝓫𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭'𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻. 𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓸𝓭𝔂𝓰𝓾𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓼𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓷 𝓽𝓸 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓬𝓽 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻-𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰. We are worlds apart. She grew up surrounded by love, wrapped in the warmth of a joint family. I grew up alone, left to fight battles life threw at me. We don't make sense together. I have nothing to offer her-no grand promises, no dreams worth sharing. Yet, she managed to steal something I didn't know I could give-my heart. I built walls around myself, hard as stone, to keep her out. But she doesn't break them; she slips through the cracks I didn't know existed. She's healing wounds she didn't cause, mending a soul I thought was beyond repair. 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓷𝓸𝔀, 𝓪𝓼 𝓶𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓪𝓼 𝓘 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓹𝓾𝓼𝓱 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝔀𝓪𝔂, 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓸𝓷.

She heals minds by day. He hides his madness behind a charming smile. When a brilliant psychiatrist is assigned to a mysterious patient in a secluded asylum, she thinks it's just another case. But his eyes tell stories that shouldn't be real... and his words cut deeper than her own thoughts. Two strangers. Two masks. And a dangerous pull that could shatter them both. Tropes Mental asylum×psychiatrist Writer×reader She fell first he fell harder

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐀 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞???