Vaishnavi didn't leave Dev to escape him. She left because staying was killing her slower. Separation was supposed to be peace. It became war. Quiet. Invisible. Inevitable. Inside the Rathore mansion, she isn't a princess anymore. Not a daughter. It's not a mistake that can be corrected. She's a trigger. A walking fault line. Every corridor whispers her past. Every shadow feels like it's watching her bleed in silence. She lives in a house that once worshipped her name and now pretends she never existed. And far away-yet dangerously close-Dev feels it. The distance doesn't soften him. It sharpens him. The man who once restrained himself for her is losing his patience with mercy. His aura coils are dark and controlled, burning beneath the surface like magma waiting for a fracture. Every lie the Rathores swallowed. Every truth, Vaishnavi stitched into her silence. Every wound she never named. He feels them all. Because she is no longer shielded by his shadow. And he is no longer protecting the world from himself. This isn't heartbreak. It's a fuse. Because Dev without Vaishnavi is not calmer. He is deadlier. And Vaishnavi without Dev is not safer. She is unguarded. Secrets don't stay buried when two empires breathe the same air. Blood remembers. Trauma leaks. Truth claws its way out. Every step Vaishnavi takes inside that house rewrites the past. Every breath Dev takes outside, it promises destruction. They are still bound. Not by proximity. Not by vows. Not by words. But by a bond, violent enough to burn kingdoms once it snaps back into place. And when they collide again- It won't be emotional. It won't be gentle. It won't be merciful. It will be a reckoning. Because what's coming next isn't love. It's inevitable. 🔥

Shiva is a broken soul because of his past .While battling his inner demons,he is set to be married to Sakthi by his grandmother.Who will win?His insecurities or her love.Follow along to witness this story about an arranged marriage between Shiva and Sakthi. Will she heal him? Will Sakthi be his Angel in his tragic life?

Lost in his own grief, Vrishank visits Banaras for his internal peace. Caught in all of this one morning he hears a melody, a voice, that makes a way through his ears to his heart. Every morning, he is out for a walk just to hear her voice once again. But in the end the voice completely vanishes. Rudra, a pandit in whose home he was living stops him for a day to attend the Mahrati that day. Will Vrishank be able to meet this girl ever? "𝗜𝗻 𝗲𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝘂𝗻𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗻, 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗼𝗹𝗱, 𝗔 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗲, 𝗮 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝘂𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗹𝗱𝘀."

"How do we know if we are doing things the right way? I wanted to learn everything about intimacy so I can please you in every possible way. I even wondered about how long a man usually lasts. I want to explore everything with you. And if there's something you want me to do, tell me. I don't want this to be just about me asking for what I want. I want it to be about us." "Oh my God, are you carrying me? Please put me down. I don't want you to strain your back because of my weight." *************************************** Aakash never believed in love. He is reserved, introverted and carry a past he never speaks about. He enters marriage not with hope but with obligation. To him, it's just another responsibility he wished to carry out. Meenakshi enters the same marriage carrying a different battle. She is curvy, soft-hearted and full of warmth but weighed down by years of insecurity. She has learned to smile through judgment, to laugh through whispers and to expect less than she deserves. An arranged marriage ties them together. He is a man of silence. She learns to see his care hidden within it. But is silent care enough for a lifetime together? What begins as two strangers under one roof slowly turns into something neither of them expected in the quiet moments, in accidental touches, in shared meals, in silent protection and in unspoken understanding. This is not a loud love story. It is a slow one. When a broken man and an insecure woman choose to stand by each other, the healing turns into perfection and a love slowly becomes obsession. A story of curves, scars, healing and a love that learns to stay.

CEO FL × PRIEST ML BENGALI × TAMIL NADU "Can love grow between a CEO determined to change a temple... and the priest sworn to protect it?" All Copyright ©️: @Katherine_wrts

❝An archaeologist whose obsession begins from the palace and ends with her.❞ ┈┈┈┈․° ☣ °․┈┈┈┈ Vedaitya Samarth Malhotra, a brilliant archaeologist of the 22nd century, seems to have it all- fame, fortune, and power. But beneath the accolades lies an obsession so consuming that it once drove his own family to send him away. For years, the centuries-old palace of MaithiliVeda has haunted his every thought. And when he finally steps inside its walls, he encounters the princess herself- straight from the 8th century. Trusting him, Maithili begins to reveal her story... but the truth is never that simple. Because someone is determined to keep them apart. Yet as Vedaitya finds himself drawn to her, Maithili's heart still belongs to another. And when the line between the living and the dead begins to blur, they must confront a truth far more dangerous, and far more beautiful, than either could have imagined. For MaithiliVeda isn't just romance, it's the promise that even lifetimes cannot sever. ✶⊶⊷⊶⊷❍⊶⊷⊶⊷✶ 🏆 #1 in Archaeologist | 30th of June 2024. 🏆 #1 in Archaeologist | 15th of December 2025.

Don't read out loud. There are eyes embedded in the walls. They're real. -• Where are rest of seven letters?

Betrayed by her own blood and murdered on a rainy night, Meera wakes up 1 months in the past-pregnant and married to the terrifying Nattamai of Sembur. Realizing the husband she feared is actually her greatest shield, Meera decides to play a deadly game. She wears the mask of a fragile, naive wife, manipulating her powerful husband's overwhelming devotion to crush the father and sister who killed her. As the fortress of Sembur locks down, her enemies believe they are hunting a lamb, unaware that they have walked into the den of a lioness who has turned the Nattamai's love into a lethal weapon.

•𝐌𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐘• "यदा त्वं मम दृष्टे तदा कालो न हन्यते। जन्मान्तरे च त्वया सह अहं तिष्ठामि नित्यदा॥" 【𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐦𝐞. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮.】 In the divine timeline of the Satya Yuga stood a kingdom that was once revered for its righteousness, harmony, and unshaken dharma. But now, its glory is buried due to a curse. A curse that is waiting for the divine power, that resides in a different timeline. When time and fate tried to bound love, the devotion was carried across eras by the warrior, who denied to bow down to prophecy. Read the story to know what happens when the cursed prince of the Satya Yuga, bound by duty and destiny, travels to the Kali Yuga to find his soulmate. Will he be able to break the curse or get lost in the wheel of time? Will he be able to survive in the era of moral decay? Or will he kneel before the evil forces of the Kali Yuga?

🌾 PROLOGUE - Shiva Shankar & Yaalini ( HERO)Shiva Shankar - Age 30 Village Head. A man of minimum speaking, maximum impact. (HEROINE) Yaalini - Age 26 College Professor. Bold. Straightforward. Fire in her words, softness in her heart. --- **Two Different Worlds. Two Strong Personalities. One Arranged Marriage.** He was silence. She was voice. He was calm. She was fire. They were complete opposites... yet destiny was writing their names on the same page. Because sometimes, love doesn't arrive with sparks. It arrives slowly, quietly, like rain soaking dry earth. And for them, love would bloom after marriage - unexpected, slow, steady, and impossible to ignore. ......😻❣️...... "This is a slow-burn love story-please read it with patience."🤍