Major Harshwardhan Malhotra does not believe in coincidences, and he certainly does not believe in feelings. In his world, everything is planned, controlled, and executed without hesitation. Then Dr. Tara Vashishth walks into his unit. She laughs too loudly, talks too freely, and refuses to be intimidated by his rank. No one understands why the strictest Major becomes unusually quiet around her. Now the real question isn't whether he'll fall. It's whether he'll ever admit it.

He shut every door of hope for her... only to become the last door she could knock on. Kanak Agarwal, an Indian Army Captain, is accused of betraying her country, an accusation that costs the nation its finest officer, Captain Shashwat Rajvansh. Hated and misunderstood since childhood, judged by everyone she ever met, Kanak still chose to rise, and to prove herself. Now, trapped under the weight of humiliation and false accusations, she struggles to keep herself from drowning. Just when she tries to surface, there is a hand that pushes her back into the depths... Vihaan Mittal, a reputed lawyer chosen to fight the case against her. Having recently faced the brutal truth about his own father, Vihaan’s faith in human nature has shattered completely. Regretting the mistake of trusting his father once again, he vows never to trust a snake twice. To him, people do not change, they only learn how to hide better. Vihaan feels foolish for ever believing in redemption. And when he watches his brother drown in guilt after losing his best friend, Vihaan decides to deliver justice.

​"I hate you," she sobbed, her voice breaking. "I hate you so much!" ​"Then prove it," Veer whispered, a single tear finally escaping his eye. "Kill me." ​Rashi closed her eyes, a guttural scream of agony tearing from her throat, and pulled the trigger. ​THUD-BOOM. ​The gunshot echoed across the Jaisalmer skyline like a clap of thunder. ​Veer's body jolted. His grip on her hand loosened, his fingers sliding off hers as his knees buckled. He crashed to the floor, his head hitting the stone with a hollow thud. A pool of crimson began to spread, staining the moonlight-silvered floor.

SANSKAR SAHANI has everything an ordinary person spends a lifetime working and struggling for. Yet, he is far from content. The heir to one of India's most prestigious corporate empires, the only son of a powerful family with an illustrious legacy. Sanskar is a billionaire by fate-a fate written with gold and adorned with diamonds. But he desires neither diamonds nor gold, nor even the grandeur of his name. What he yearns for is something forbidden, something so unattainable that even dreaming of it feels like a violation. Yet, it is the only thing that truly ignites his soul. PRATIGYA ANAND, a small-town girl who left behind her birthplace to carve out a life for herself. Her life may seem ordinary, but it is far from it. She bore the heaviest burdens with unmatched strength. Life tested her early, breaking her, then forcing her to rise and rebuild herself. She fears her truth, hides her past and fights her present. But lies are fragile-no matter how deeply buried, the truth eventually finds its way to the surface. When she believed she had no one left to call her own, her boss, a man willing to break every rule and boundary, claims her as his everything. What will happen when he finds out her secrets?

[ Slow Updates ] ❝𝑰𝒈𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏; 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆.❞ I can't stand her. And yet, she's the only place I keep returning to. She tests my patience, ruins my peace, and somehow... becomes my peace too. Loving her feels like war, one I'm willing to lose. The only thing standing between us? Her refusal to admit what we already are. ~Rahul Shekhawat He is everything I don't trust anymore. Charming. Dangerous. Familiar in all the wrong ways. I've been here before, felt this pull, believed in something that broke me. So why does he feel different... and exactly the same? Is this love? Or just history repeating itself in a more tempting form? ~Vedika Thakur Some stories begin with love. Theirs begins with resistance. But when desire refuses to fade... something is bound to burn.

Radhya Chowdhary - a girl whose name could touch Everest, yet whose feet remain humbly grounded. Born into a middle-class family, she never dreamed of flying beyond the skies; instead, she dreamt of walking the earth with grace. She's not just her father's little princess, but her mother's fierce queen. To her brother, she's the prettiest annoyance wrapped in unconditional love. Her strength lies in her dance - a rhythm that echoes even in the darkest nights and fiercest storms, an art she inherited from her mother. Behind her bright smile are secrets the world will never see, yet she carries them with gratitude, embracing every blessing from her deity. Telugu, her mother tongue, becomes her fierce weapon - a language reserved for playful scoldings and the occasional sharp retort. Far away from Radhya's sunlit world lives a soul drowning in shadows. Krishansh Pratap Singh - heir of a royal bloodline, yet belonging nowhere. The son of Naina and Vipul Pratap Singh, his life turned cold the day his mother and step father died saving their master's family. The court handed him over to his biological father's house, but love never followed him there. To them, he was not a son - he was a stain, a reminder of shame they could never erase, sheltered under their roof only because of his mother's inheritance. Except for a few loyal cousins, love eluded him. Time sculpted him into stone, hardened him into ice. Alone, he carved his own kingdom - a mafia empire standing tall without anyone's help. His friends became his fortress, his family of choice amidst betrayal. Yet even in this empire, one name still sparked fire in his veins - Arvi Srivastav. The girl he once adored, once teased, once admired with every playful pinch of her angry, red nose. But in his eyes, she became the reason his world shattered; the reason his parents never returned. He loved her once. Now, he only burns with hate. Or so he believes.

𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝘉𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 "You have no right over me" I throw the words laced with venom towards him. "I. own. you. blame me for all I care but you will be Mrs. Kabir Malhaan" the rage and ruthlessness emanating from the monster in front of me has made me weak on my legs. My breath hitched in answer "A gun on my waist. is that how you propose?" I don't back away. A shiver trailed the cold kiss of the barrel as he dragged it slowly from my waist to my navel, then up gliding over my skin with cruel leisure until it nestled between my breasts, aimed straight at my heart. "No. It's a promise of where you belong. You belong in my goddamn empire, not beside me, but 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦 it. Because you're the reason I breathe. I breathed you, Roop." And just like that, with his words toying with my emotions. He bent lower and planted a kiss so gentle that it did not match his depravity. - 𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧, the kind of man who would sell your soul to the devil and you will call it mercy. A man who smirks as the world collapses at his feet. That's how he lives. That's how he wins. Because to him, emotions are nothing but fractures in perfectly stitched armor and fractured people don't survive. They break. And Kabir Malhaan only ever learns how to break them first. ༺❀༻ 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐩 𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐲𝐚𝐩. born with the whitest morals stitched into her soul, like armor. A girl who takes nothing for granted, who counts blessings like stars and carries her kindness like a quiet rebellion. In her world of chaos, it's her fractured, fading memories that hold her together. The only anchor she has to a life she can no longer fully remember, yet refuses to let go of. When her path crosses with an heir apparent of a mafia syndicate. She loses more

In a cruel twist of fate, two broken souls find themselves caught in an unlikely and complex situation. They are polar opposites in the most extreme way: one is anger and despair, the other sees themselves as guilt and emptiness. They can't stand each other, yet as they gradually peel back the layers of the others' existence, they realize they may be far more similar than they ever imagined. ~~~~ 'I thought I had my life in order, but the devil stepped into my life and stole all that I knew. He broke into my life with twisted grace and relentless determination. He had his eyes on me, and to him, I was just prey. He tracked me down like a hunter pursuing its prey and wasn't going to let me go without a struggle.' Will these two messed-up souls be able to find their way back??? Will they find their Calm within someone's Storm, or will they part ways??? Or will it remain an unsaid confession of forbidden love??? To know about it, Happy Reading ;)

She stepped into the marriage under a veil- knowing the man waiting for her was her family's sworn enemy. Two opposites, different dreams, where one is stuck on revenge while other desires freedom. Raised on hatred, bound by vows, and trapped between loyalty and desire, they were never meant to fall in love. But fate doesn't ask for permission. As truths surface and lines blur, hate turns into longing, and an unwanted marriage becomes the most dangerous thing of all-love. Because some unions are mistakes... until they aren't.

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈𝐈𝐈 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐚, a medical student studying in the final year in Jaipur, stays with her grandparents because they are her life. She gets obsessed with whatever life throws at her. She doesn't sulk. She doesn't complain. She always loved what was given to her. But never him. Never Aditya Parihaar. The boy with a lopsided grin and chocolate brown eyes. 𝐀𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐲𝐚 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐫, the notorious young child of Parihaar, driven by addiction for alcohol and pure sarcasm but no one has ever seen what drove him to be this. -ꕤ- "Why do you trouble me, Adi?" "Because I have your attention then, trouble." Childhood hate to love.