☆✷ 𝕯𝖊𝖘𝖎 𝕽𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊 ✷☆ When hearts collide, love doesn't ask for permission. It breaks, it burns, and it stays. Sanvi Singh is fire - passionate, guarded, and built on resilience. She's used to fighting her battles alone, used to silence, to swallowing her hurt behind ambition and smiles. Mahir Raghuwanshi is calm - controlled, calculating, and dangerously patient. He lives in a world of expectations, where emotions are weaknesses... except when it comes to her. They were never meant to cross paths, let alone crash into each other with the kind of force that leaves neither untouched. She challenges him. He steadies her. She builds walls. He walks through them. She runs. He stays. But love, real love, isn't gentle. It pushes. It exposes. It demands. This is not a perfect love story. It's raw, it's messy, and it doesn't come with guarantees. It's about two people who keep finding their way back to each other - not because they have to, but because something in them refuses not to. And maybe, just maybe, that's what love truly is.

|𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐬 - 𝐈| 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘴. "Junoon ban chuki ho tum. Ishq ki tapish se bhi tez aur pagalpan ki har hadon se paar. Is qadar beyhadh ki tumhari rooh tak qaid karne ka irada hai." Upon stumbling with "𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒐𝒚 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝑵𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆" Aarav on her cousin's wedding, Mishika struggles to keep the dark secrets hidden under the veil. However fate has always been cruel to her. Betrayed and tricked by her own extended family, she finds herself at the altar, 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 the man who was supposed to be her cousin's husband-to-be, the same man she had hated for 6 years. Threatened to take 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦 on the very first night by her forced husband, she was pushed and pulled between the past she can't get over from and the practicality of life. When she scramble to figure out her expectations and boundaries in the hopeless marriage, she was left shaken when her 𝘕𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦-𝘧𝘰𝘳-𝘢-𝘏𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥 confessed about being 𝑶𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 with her since 8 years. An obsession he strived years to bury and get over with. But will it be so easy for 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕 to incarcerate his favourite 𝑩𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒆 when somewhere deep he knew that 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘥 ? her heart was latched with HATE his mind was tainted with LUST? ❌No Cheating Between The Leads❌

A tale of past lovers reborn as the heirs of enemy families. ____________________________________ ___________________ "Dhruvvvvvvvvvvvv!" she screamed and pushed them with all the strength she had. She ran to him, fell to her knees, crying loudly and screaming. There was a fruit basket on it with a knife. She took out the knife. "D-don't... k-koi pass nahi aayega..." tears were flowing from her eyes. "Heart, I'm sorry. Main humari kismat nahi badal paya," he said while hugging her. Tears were flowing from his eyes. His chest was getting heavy as his breaths were getting stuck in his throat. She shook her head in denial. "Nahi, Dhruv... hum saath hain... chahe marne ke baad hi kyun na ho." She rested her head on Dhruv's chest and whispered, "I... I told you na, there is no Suvira without Dhruv... I will meet you again." Arushi screamed, "SUVIRAAAA! NOOOO! DON'T--- Before she could finish, Suvira stabbed the knife into her stomach. Tears were flowing from her eyes, but there was a smile on her face... a satisfaction... of leaving the world together. As she stabbed herself in the stomach, everyone froze in their spots. Dhruv's world collapsed as he looked at her. Words were not coming out of his mouth. His lips were trembling. He cried out loud, embracing her in his arms as her head rested on his chest. The only words that came out of his mouth were, "I hate you, Madhav... aapse meri khushi bardasht nahi hoti na? You always choose me to hurt. Why... why always me?... Now it's enough of your entertainment... enough." He looked at her face and saw her slowly closing her eyes. He could feel her heartbeat decreasing. He hugged Suvira even more tightly, closing his eyes. "I love you, Dhruv," she mumbled and closed her eyes, leaving her body. That was their past... But what happens when two souls, bound by love in their past life, are reborn as the heirs of enemy families? Will destiny reunite them... or make them destroy each other all over again?

AKSHAT SINGHANIA - A literature professor in Singania Institute of Arts and Commerce. He is soft and caring person with a tough exterior, who doesn't believe in love or marriage because of his parent's broken relationship and his ex wife's betrayal. As a professor, he's dedicated to his work, and his no-nonsense attitude masks a softer side. AMRIT TRIPATHI - She is a straightforward but introvert student, embodying simplicity and honesty. While others vie for the attention of their stern professor, Akshat, Amrit remains unnoticed until life takes an unexpected turn. Her future dream is to become an writer and she is starting her PHD. However their fates intervened when Akshat had to marry Amrit for saving her from humiliation. Jump inside to join their journey ✨

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. . . . . . . . . . . We've all heard the tales of good and bad, the tales of innocent deceit and her hero, the tales that despite their nature, show us the beauty in contrast. But it's the tales of pure evil that get swept under the rug. The tales of deception, where cruelty is rewarded. The tales that have you questioning who the real villain of the story is. There's a simple philosophy to most thing in life; two wrongs 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 make a right. So what ensues when you put two of the worst kinds of people together? Loyalties transfer, lines blur, and hatred ignites complete chaos. She's cunning. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. She's dangerous. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. She's evil. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. Or so that's what we're told. The devil is always worse. But maybe, just maybe, she's the devil in disguise, playing his advocate... . . . . . . . . . . - 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. -

✨ May I Come In, Sir? ✨ In Classroom, Her : May I come in? ❤️💐 In Bedroom, Him : May I Come in? 🌚🌝 💥 Arhaan Rajvansh - The Predator in a Suit Cold. Calculating. Crowned in vengeance. His silence is louder than a scream, his touch colder than betrayal. A man who doesn't chase love - he hunts, to ruin. And when he sets his eyes on a secret... nothing can stop him from uncovering it. 💫 Inayat Dixit - The Sunshine with a Storm Beneath Soft smiles. Gentle words. A heart that loves too deeply... and hides too much. But don't be fooled - beneath the laughter lies a fire that can burn down empires. She wasn't born to break hearts - she was born to survive. ❤️‍🔥 Their Dynamic • He pushes. She dares to stay. • He scares. She calms. • His world is revenge. Hers is hope. • He guards his demons. She brings out his humanity. The girl he wanted to destroy... Became the one thing he couldn't survive without. --- ⚡ A tale where obsession meets innocence... and secrets are deadlier than love. 📌 When destiny collides again and again... when two broken souls are forced into each other's worlds... what wins in the end? 🥀 Revenge... or Love? 🌙 Spicy Teaser: She was busy licking her ice cream, eyes sparkling, carefree. "Do you want to..?" she offered innocently. He smirked, voice dark with mischief. "I also want to lick, but not the ice cream, Sunshine." --- 🔞 A slow-burn, professor × student, age-gap romance tangled with hidden identities, bloodline revenge, and twisted intimacy. 👑 A dark game where every touch confuses, every truth destroys, and every kiss is a war. --- 💬 What do you think? When destiny keeps colliding... will Arhaan and Inayat write their story in blood... or in love? --- 💔 Enemy to Lovers | 🎓 Professor × Student | ⏳ 8-Year Age Gap | 🔥 Slow Burn Revenge Romance

Some families are built on love. Some on loyalty. And some... on secrets buried so deep, they rot the foundation. 4 couples. 8 lives. 4 stories... bound by secrets. To the world, they are untouchable- powerful, respected, flawless. A family people admire. A name people fear. They say Oberoi men worship their women. That they love fiercely. Protect brutally. That every woman dreams of being an Oberoi bride. Behind closed doors, love isn't gentle. It's possessive. It's suffocating. It's lethal. Because in the Oberoi house, love can save you... or destroy you. Every smile hides a lie. Every relationship hides a sin. And every secret has blood on it. This is not a love story. This is a war of hearts, power, and truth. Welcome to the reality of the Oberois...

Introduction Kaira Oberoi was the kind of girl who could light up a room just by walking into it-pure sunshine, adored by everyone around her. With dreams of building her own empire, she was determined to carve out her world without leaning on anyone. But hidden deep inside her heart was a secret-an innocent crush on her brother's best friend... the man who also happened to be his powerful business partner. Reyansh Malhotra was everything she wasn't-ruthless, calculating, and untouchable. A billionaire CEO who had built his empire in the shadows of a cruel world, he wasn't the kind of man who believed in soft emotions. But fate had other plans. What began as stolen glances soon turned into a battle of hearts. She was the sunshine he never thought he needed, and he became the shield she never realized she was searching for. Together, they collided-two opposite worlds bound by a love they couldn't resist. ✨ A story of passion, protection, and playful chaos. ✨ A tale where obsession meets devotion, and love becomes dangerous yet irresistible. 🎀 Tropes you'll fall in love with: Grumpy x Sunshine Billionaire CEO × Businesswoman She fell first × He fell harder "Touch him/her and die" possessiveness Romantic Comedy chaos Age gap romance Mutual obsession He is her protector in the dark. She is his peace in the storm.y And once they fall, there's no going back. --- Start: August:27:2025 End : December:29:2025

Aarav Oberoi never made mistakes. At least, that's what he told himself. The sleek glass walls of Oberoi Enterprises gleamed under the harsh office lights, but inside the penthouse suite, the air felt thick - with tension, suspicion, and something darker. A confidential project, years in the making, had just been compromised. Millions lost. Trust shattered. And all fingers pointed to one person. Ruhi Sharma. His assistant. The one who had been with him through late nights and endless board meetings. The one he never thought could betray him. But the files had leaked. And in Aarav's eyes, betrayal was betrayal - no matter who wore the mask. He didn't pause to ask questions. He didn't look for proof. Because in the ruthless game of business, weakness was a luxury he couldn't afford. His decision was swift, brutal. He ruined her. Her career. Her reputation. Her future. Now, as the city lights flickered below his office window, Aarav felt a strange weight - not of triumph, but of something far heavier. Regret. Because the real traitor was still out there. And the woman he destroyed was innocent.