At this elite high school, reputations are built early and last names carry weight. On the surface, life runs on discipline, achievements, and perfectly polished routines but underneath, it's competitive, unpredictable, and full of feelings no one quite knows how to handle. Reyaan Singhania and Vihaan Oberoi are two of the most talked-about names on campus. Reyaan, the calm and distant head boy, leads with quiet control, while Vihaan, the sports captain, wins people over with charm and easy confidence. Different in every way, their friendship is built on loyalty, trust, and years of standing side by side . Myra Oberoi and Kiara Singhania shine just as brightly in their own worlds. Myra, the confident vice head girl, knows how to own a room. Kiara, the brilliant topper and cultural club head, seems perfectly put together. They don't naturally fit into each other's lives - and at first , they don't try to. But shared responsibilities, family ties, and everyday school chaos keep bringing them together. What starts as rivalry slowly turns into reluctant understanding ... then something softer, warmer, and harder to ignore. Because sometimes, the person you compete with ends up seeing you the most clearly. This is a story about pressure and expectations - but also laughter in corridors, late realizations, unexpected friendships, and the kind of feelings that make growing up confusing ... and a little magical.

She is 15 year girl who seemed too delicate for the heavy world waiting for her. Cute in her mannerisms, quiet in her presence-she kept her thoughts tucked away like secrets in a locked diary. Around strangers, she was polite and reserved, never letting her words spill more than necessary. But with her mother, she would shrink back into a childish warmth, clinging to her laughter and innocence as if it were the last thread of safety she knew. Now, everything was about to change. Her mother had remarried, and a new home awaited her-a house filled with six elder brothers, a stepfather she barely knew, an uncle and aunt, and the watchful eyes of grandparents. It was a family that seemed too large, too overwhelming, for someone who feared her own emotions. Would she let her walls down in this unfamiliar household? Would she accept them as her own, or would she retreat further into silence, lost between childish dependence and the burden of growing up? No one could tell-not even she. Only time would reveal whether her fragile heart could find belonging in the place that was about to become her world.

a little girl. after losing her mother , where will she go now alone in the cruel world???? .......Read story to find out #1 in elder. ( 23 nov)

Major trope- • Extremely shy submissive fl X Cunning Dominant ml • Innocent princess X Mafia king • She fell first X He fell harder Darkness looms over two fractured worlds-one bound by royalty, the other by ruthless power. Their fates collide in an unholy alliance born of vengeance, hatred, and secrets. She is Vaishnavi Singh Rathore, the silent princess. Branded a curse since childhood, she has chosen silence as her shield, her green eyes speaking the words her lips never could. He is Devendra Pratap Rao, the mafia king. Cold, calculating, and unyielding, his grey eyes hold storms, his touch a dangerous promise. A man who detests human connection-yet, with her, the rules shatter. Bound by a marriage neither wanted, they stand on opposite ends of a legacy soaked in blood. She runs, her anklets jingling with every step. He walks, his pace calm, unhurried-a predator stalking his prey. "You can run all you want," his deep voice echoes, laced with dark amusement. "But you'll always end up here. With me." She gasps as he corners her, his hand brushing against her waist, fiddling with her chain. His grey eyes burn like molten fire as they lock onto her, pinning her in place. She clutches his collar, trembling, caught in a game of dominance and defiance. "You're mine, princess," he whispers, their noses brushing as the tension between them crackles like a storm. "Every heartbeat, every breath-mine." Her silence speaks louder than words. And in that silence, a dangerous obsession blooms, one that threatens to consume them both. "His: Captive Empress"- where silence speaks, and the fire within burns brighter than destiny itself.

For generations, this family waited for a daughter who was never born into them. Hope survived quietly, carried through prayers that were never spoken aloud. Over time, they stopped asking and learned to live with the absence - believing some wishes were simply not meant for them. Then, against every expectation they had learned to bury, a daughter is born. What follows is not celebration, but a lifetime of careful love - brothers who grow up protecting before they understand why, and a girl who is wrapped in devotion long before she knows what it cost to wait for her. Long before she understands what protection means, she lives inside it - unaware of how far they are willing to go, and how much they are ready to lose, just to keep her safe.

Early morning runs. Half-slept classes. Perfectly ironed uniforms. Imperfectly hidden feelings. In a world where discipline is second nature and dreams are bigger than the sky above the parade ground, a bunch of teenagers are trying to survive high school... and each other. They compete over mock tests like it's war. They fight over silly things like it's the end of the world. They say "best friend" when they mean something far more dangerous. Some of them have grown up with salutes and sacrifice stitched into their childhood. Some of them are chasing stars they haven't earned yet. All of them are learning that love doesn't wait for the "right time." There are late-night study sessions that turn into staring contests. Scooter rides that feel like confessions. Protective best friends. Teasing siblings. The one who falls first. The one who pretends not to. And somewhere between ambition, loyalty, rivalry, and ridiculous amounts of denial- hearts begin to fall in line. Because clearing exams is tough. But surviving high school with your heart intact? That might be the real battle.

Radhe Radhe 🦚 In the heart of Rajasthan, where deserts whisper tales of royalty and swords still echo with the pride of warriors, lives the legendary Rathore family - rulers of their land for centuries. A dynasty built on valor, tradition, and an unbroken chain of powerful sons... until fate intervened. After six long generations of kings and warriors, the Rathores were gifted with something rarer than treasure - a daughter. She wasn't just born... she was sent. A miracle wrapped in pink silk, with eyes that melted even the coldest of hearts. The palace that once echoed with discipline now dances with laughter. She is loved beyond reason, guarded like a jewel, and worshipped like a goddess. But within the warmth of love lie the shadows of ancient secrets. Being the only girl in a legacy of men isn't just about being cherished - it's about carrying the weight of a thousand expectations... and breaking them. She is not just the first daughter in generations - she is the revolution they never saw coming. "In a world built for kings, she was born to be a storm." ~vissh🎀

TIDES OF SERIES #1 (Can also be read as standalone) ✯TIDES OF BELONGING ~ A Highschool Love Story✯ "Sometimes, home isn't a place-it's a person who makes you feel seen." To those who believe in love that arrives softly yet stays forever. ──────•❥─────── ✯VIHAAN PATHAK - the golden boy senior✯ Vihaan was the kind of boy who could make anyone smile-confident, charming, the kind who flirted just to make others feel good. But behind that easy smile was a boy who never truly let anyone in. A born leader, the heartbeat of every crowd, yet lonely when the noise faded. He believed attachments were distractions... until she came along. The quiet girl who preferred shadows over spotlights, books over parties, peace over chaos. The one person who never tried to impress him-just looked right through him. And somehow, that's what made him fall. Harder than he ever thought he could. "Main chahta toh sabse door reh sakta tha... par tumse chah ke bhi nahi." ──────🧸────── ✯ANVI KASHYAP - the quiet storm junior✯ Anvi was not loud-she was midnight rain. Calm. Composed. Beautiful in her silence. To people, she seemed reserved, almost distant. But once you truly knew her, she could talk endlessly, with laughter that warmed even the coldest hearts. A topper, a thinker, a girl who fought for her respect and stood tall for those she loved. She didn't believe in fairytales. She believed in effort, in respect, in understanding. And yet, when she met him, her carefully built walls began to tremble. He was sunlight-steady, blinding, and too warm to resist. She was the storm that taught him how to feel the rain. "Tumhare saath waqt rukta nahi... bas thehra sa lagta hai." ──────•❥────── Vihaan x Anvi - Because sometimes, belonging isn't about finding someone who understands you- It's about finding someone who chooses to stay.

"Oye captain saahab!" She shouted like everytime, but this time, he didn't answer. ■ ♡ ■ Premier published: May 12 2025

𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐈 : 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𐙚⋆°🦢.⋆ᥫ᭡ A woman in love is shown as surrender, grace, and divinity; while a man in love is shown as passion, intensity, and devotion - but both dissolve equally in ishq. 𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ Yug Singhania is an 18-year-old boy currently studying in 12th grade. He lives with his family, which includes his father, mother, and younger sister. Standing 6 feet tall with striking features, he is both the head boy of the school and its academic topper. Ira Kapoor is a 17-year-old girl currently studying in 11th grade. She lives with her father and stands 5'7" tall, her striking beauty matched only by her brilliant mind, with an impressive IQ of 151. Her hobbies include painting, and she plays the piano with ease. _________________________________________ She thought he didn't remember her, unaware of the fact that he had been waiting for her ever since the day she promised to come back and meet him-ten years ago. _________________________________________ "What's your type?" Yug asked. "If you're asking about my type in a man... it's a calm man, Yug," Ira replied, still watching the pouring rain with a soft smile on her face. _________________________________________ "You want to be loved by a calm man, and I want to be that calm man for you-your best friend, your love, and your devotee," Yug said, his eyes fixed on her. _________________________________________ "When I said I'd be your devotee, I meant it, Ira. I mean it," Yug said, while sitting on his knees, her feet resting gently on his thighs. "You are, and always will be, the only girl in my life-as my friend, my love, and my life," he added, then slowly leaned forward and pressed a tender kiss to her feet. _________________________________________ • It's a multi couple story. Start - 10 May 2024