'ISHQ never enters quietly, it brings its own kind of RUINATION." __________________________ A top-tier university. Dripping with secrets. Two political rivalries held together by a settlement that feels more like control than peace. A third force watches from above → silent, dangerous, untouchable. Two murders. A revenge left unfinished. A vow to destroy everything. A silent soul enters next → too pure to understand the devastation, too trapped to walk away from it. And somewhere else, a hatred preserved for years waits behind restraint, held only by morals that are beginning to fail. Three stories breathing under one roof. Three ruins moving toward each other. And in between them → ishq, arriving exactly the way it always does: with ruin already promised. ______________________________ "I realised my love the moment I lost him."

it's a indian bl . . . . '. kutte ... tujhe Aaj main jinda nhi chhodunga ' . ' isme meri kya galti hai jo usse tujhse pyar huaa.' . .' kamine dost hokar dost ki hi Baja di . tujhe to samandar me fek dena chahiye ' . . '. va Bete kand kre tu aur bhugto main. ye kaha ka insaf hai ' . . . . '. it's your fault. tum aaye ho meri jindagi me Maine nhi bulaya tha. ' . .'. dekho tum . ye nhi kr sakte ' . . ' kitty dekho main kuchh bhi kr sakta hu. aur ek baat jo mera ho gya use mujhe koi nhi chhin nhi sakta. ' . . . . ' saale mujhe kyu ghasit rha hai. iske chakkar me ' . . ' kya maine kuchh nhi kiya . tu hi uske pichhe pichhe jata tha to ab bhugto. mera isme koi hath nahi hai.' . ' ye ho kya rha hai life me ' . ' vo kahte hai na " ham to dubenge sanam sath me tumko bhi le dubenge" . . ' haa .. par ye kyu isse achha to uska vo dost tha. ye to dhang se baat bhi nahi karta. . . . . hii guys so this is my first story and ye ek indian bl hai . . english is not my first language to maaf karna . is story me comedy, drama , bl, crime, thodi bahut gaali, and full of obsession hai. . ummid karta hu aapko pasand aayega . . to milte hai story me.

VISHWAJIT PRATAP SINGH: People don't just whisper his name - they shiver when they do. Vishwajit Pratap Singh. The man who doesn't rule a city. He commands Central India. From the dusty streets of Madhya Pradesh to the towering skylines of Nagpur and Raipur - his shadow stretches farther than the law dares to reach. Ministers bow, cops tremble, and even rival dons pray they never cross his path. He's not in politics, but politics bends for him. One command from him, and cities burn. They call him Raja of the Underworld. To betray him is to dig your own grave. To stand beside him is to walk with power. In a world of snakes, he's the king cobra - coiled, silent, and lethal. ISHAN TRIPATHI: The boy who blinks back tears when someone raises their voice - not from fear, but because it genuinely hurts. Ishaan Tripathi is gentle in a world that's anything but. An introvert with a fragile body and an even softer heart, he walks like a prayer - careful, quiet, and full of grace. He startles at conflict, apologizes even when he's not at fault, and hides behind books instead of people. Born with a condition that makes him physically weak, Ishaan is a boy made of glass - but never cold. And somehow, he's the one soul that Vishwajit Pratap Singh, the feared mafia king, bows his head for. To the world, Ishaan is delicate. To Vishwajit, he's divine. His calm in the chaos. His light in the dark. His only softness - in a life carved from violence.

Rihaan Khurana-23, heir to a prestigious hotel empire, a man of few words and even fewer emotions. Cold, distant, and impatient, he keeps the world at arm's length, his sharp gaze a warning to those who dare come close. Beneath his icy demeanor lies a past he refuses to confront, a darkness he keeps buried under layers of indifference. But no matter how far he runs, the ghosts of yesterday always find their way back. Anay Mehta-20, once a beacon of warmth and laughter, now a shadow of the boy he used to be. A medical student with dreams in his eyes and wounds in his heart, he carries the weight of a past that stole his light. The world sees his kindness, his gentle nature, but behind his soft smiles is a man who believes he is unworthy of love. When fate intertwines their paths, two broken souls collide. Will they shatter further, or will they find in each other the strength to heal?

Two strangers are drawn to a house full of secrets that connect them in unexpected ways. As they explore, they find themselves tied to each other through a mysterious force that links two worlds. Will this connection lead to love, or will the house keep them apart? Join me as we uncover the secrets inside the house and see if these two can find their way to each other.

In a world where power is inherited and love is a risk, three heirs fight to protect their legacy while battling the chaos that comes with ambition and desire. As empire and emotion collide, loyalty is tested, secrets unravel, and the cost of keeping the crown may be the loss of their hearts. . . . DO NOT COPY MY WORK. I DON'T GIVE PERMISSION TO UPLOAD MY WORK ON OTHER PLATFORMS.

First book of "His series" When he is finding peace and found him.... let's drive in their story to know what happen...

Atharv Parihaar is a ruthless, perfection-obsessed mafia king who trusts no one but himself. After a deadly betrayal, he is drugged and left to die in a forest. That night, an unknown man saves his life. Atharv survives but the memory of that night is broken, fragmented, and haunting. Years later, Atharv is raising two mysterious children in secret, carrying unanswered questions about his past. Just as his life returns to ruthless order, a new assistant joins him timid, fragile, and completely unsuitable for Atharv's world. The problem? Atharv can't shake the feeling of being watched. Of being claimed. Of being remembered by someone he doesn't remember at all. A dark romantic rom-com where obsession hides behind weakness, danger hides behind innocence, and one forgotten night refuses to stay buried. -- indian bl

Him- he is my strength, my voice, my warrior. Me- woh mera ghar, mera sukoon

"Le.. let me.. ee go "- A boy was continuously begging in front of the man sitting in front of him. The man had a cruel smirk on his face. " Ohh My cute little Zaya you really thought I would let you go after whatever I have done to get you, Tsk tsk tsk So innocent of you "- That man said " What have I done to you, why are you doing this to me " The man started laughing after hearing what his baby boy has said - "Yes you have done a very big mistake, the mistake of stepping you foot into my mansion . You made me feel something I have not felt in years, the day I saw you was the day I decided you are mine " What will happen when a man will get obsessed with a boy who is his son's best friend ?