𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈, 𝑷𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒍. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Cold, calculating, and dangerously observant, Raven Sumarokov built his world on control. Then he notices Alora Rozanova- a quiet girl who learned long ago that people underestimate soft things too easily. What begins as curiosity slowly turns into obsession as Raven pulls her deeper into his world of power, manipulation, and carefully constructed rules. Unfortunately for him- Alora was never as harmless as she pretended to be. And while Raven becomes obsessed with keeping her close, neither of them realizes that someone else has been watching from the shadows long before they ever met. Someone who already decided both of their fates.

He rules with violence. She controls chaos with silence. But when their worlds collide, obsession blooms - dangerous, consuming, impossible to escape. In a world built on power, blood, and ruthless empires, love is a weakness neither of them can afford. She was never innocent. She was never meant to be soft. Behind quiet eyes hides a mind that understands crime, power, and politics better than most men around her. Yet fate ties her to the one man she should never want - her sister's brother-in-law. A man feared by the world. A man who does not understand the word no. But Kashish was never someone who bowed easily. Because if Hitansh is a monster... She might be the only woman dangerous enough to stand beside him. Dark. Addictive. Intoxicating. This is not a love story. This is His Obsession. "The world bows to me, but I kneel only for you." - Hitansh "Then stand, because I will never let my king kneel." - Kashish He was destruction. She was strategy. And together, they could burn the world. ------------------------ She was madness. He was calm. And destiny always knew they belonged together. For years, their love wasn't about chaos, but about constancy. Where the world wavered, they stood steady. Shreya and Saurabh were never a fleeting spark - they were a flame that burned quietly, endlessly, refusing to fade. This isn't a story of obsession. It's a story of loyalty, of growing together, of a love built on trust strong enough to last a lifetime. Steady. Tender. Eternal. "What if I drive you crazy after marriage?" - shreya "Then, I'll spend rest of my life being crazy with you." - saurabh 𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 - 7/9/25 𝘌𝘯𝘥 - .....

One viral reel, a thousand late-night texts, and a love that was never supposed to leave the screen🖥️✨ Ishanvi Rawat is a master of words, keeping her heart safely hidden behind a username. Shayan Shrivastava is a master of motion, translating raw emotion into dance under the spotlight. They were strangers separated by pixels, never meant to cross paths until the algorithm fuses her writing with his movement. When a single collaborative reel goes viral, the digital wall between them shatters. What starts as public comments quickly spirals into breathless private messages, secret late-night conversations, and an intense mutual pining neither saw coming. But hiding behind a screen is easy. Facing the heavy weight of the real world isn't. When the digital fantasy finally collides with reality, will their bond survive the impact? "Zindagi mein khwahish toh bahut thi meri... par tum meri aakhri khwahish ho." Ishanvi "Tum bas muskurao... baaki sab sambhalne ke liye tumhara yeh humsafar hamesha tumhare sath hai." Shayan READ IF YOU LOVE: THE TROPE: Online Strangers to Lovers • Texting Romance • Forced Proximity THE VIBE: High-Tension Slow Burn • Deep Emotional Connection THE DYNAMIC: Introverted Writer x Passionate Dancer (Grumpy x Sunshine) Main Couple:Ishanvi x Shayan ✍️🕺🏻 Side Couples: Idhant x Vedika 🖤 Kiaan x Mannat 🤍

♤ This story is not for the faint of the hearts. It is a psychological, horror and thriller story so read at your own risk. ♤ VEDA TRIVEDI - A simple 20 year old girl who is trapped and isolated in a strange place, remembers nothing and is no less than a sloppy toddler that just started to walk. Veda is terrified, hopeful and morbidly curious. What is her story ? What is happening? Is she just a normal girl or is she something....darker ? Who is she ? This story is from the female lead's viewpoint or from the third person view - because she lives it and you ? you are only here to watch - NOT help, but to watch and perhaps even be sucked in by the whirlwind that is this whole blackhole. This is a story, of a girl trapped and forgotten yet free and remembered, of a girl broken and scared yet hopeful and curious, of a girl left and thrown aside yet loved and cradled in equal measure. This story is one that will make your head hurt, it will make you think, it will make you live what Veda is living. So dive in and give it a shot. Veda is waiting for your warmth in her cold world and perhaps someone else awaits alongside her....watching...not her. But you, always you. Welcome to 'THE EYES THAT HOLD' ♡

𝐏𝐭.𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐕𝐒 𝐂𝐨𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ⋆₊˚༺𖦹❖𖦹༻ ˚₊⋆ Silence surrounded me, as if this place existed outside of time itself. No sound at all except for my own heartbeat, pounding in my ears. A single step onto that path could mean death. I stood still at the threshold, my hands gripping the rough, weathered stone of the open doors. I didn't step forward. And then; A whisper. Low. Soft. Almost- 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨. "प्रिया हृदयेश्वरी... वे आप हमारे साथ आएगी ना? विक्रमात्मिका, मेरा समिक्षा |" ("Beloved Praneshwari [Soul's Queen/ Soul's Goddess].... won't you come with me? Vikramātmikā [Vikram's soul/essence/embodiment], My Samiksha.") The voice slid through the air, curling around my name with an unsettling familiarity. It was neither a demand nor a question. It simply... was. My heart pounded. My breath caught. Who was it? I turned my head sharply to the right. No one. Swallowing, I turned to the left; And there he stood. A figure, towering at least a feet above me. Gazing at me with those unreadable-Amber eyes. I gasped. And then I woke up. Gasping. Soaked in sweat. As if I had truly been there; lived it, breathed it, barely survived it. "Samiksha...", A voice - real - behind me. I turned. Vikram Rao Nandan. My alliance husband. Sat there... eyes the same burning, intense, but this time they burned like the ones in my dream. Before I could speak, he did. And his voice was different. Final. Like a verdict. "You and I are always meant to be, my beloved. Even if I have to hunt you down from the ends of the world... even from the depths of darkness itself. We belong together. 𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐫𝐚𝐦 & his 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚- 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳."

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