Pranjal is a vibrant and spirited girl, pursuing her dream of becoming a veterinarian at college! In addition to her studies, she takes on the challenge of tutoring students from 5th to 10th grade. Life takes an exciting turn when a mother in the neighbourhood (just shifted) approaches her for personal tuition for her two kids. This is where Pranjal meets Dev, the eldest son-an easygoing boy with his sights set on the skies as he trains to become a pilot. Though they seem like opposites, their chemistry is electric, sparking a whirlwind of laughter and attraction. And the best part? They share a thrilling passion for cycling! Together, their adventures on two wheels promise to be filled with fun, challenges, and unexpected twists that could lead to something truly special between them. Get ready for a charming tale of love, ambition, and the joy of discovery!

A corrupt politician's dangerous obsession with a college girl. He is a villain who will burn the world just to save her. She is a hero who will burn him to save the world. 🌑❤️‍🔥🔱 He walked towards the window and lit a cigarette. "I have compassion for no one, except you. I have no feelings for anyone else. I care for nothing, and no one, but you." ••• A hundred years ago, there lived an ardent devotee of Maa Kali. In his final act of devotion, he offered the ultimate sacrifice-his own beloved wife. Years after his death, he was reborn as Chandrasekhar Mukherjee, a powerful yet corrupt politician. Haunted by memories of his past life, Chandrasekhar now has only one purpose: to find the reincarnation of his wife and reunite with her. One day, he hears a simple, middle-class girl singing a hymn dedicated to Maa Kali. The moment her voice reaches him, he knows-she is the one. But there's one problem: she doesn't remember him... or the love they once shared. Now, he shall do anything in his power to make her his again, and mind you, he is the defination of power itself. Follow the story of two opposites, two sides of the universe: Evil and Good. Main Theme: Desi Gothic + Dark Romance + Psychological + Horror + Tantrism

She came to attend her cousin's wedding but in a twist of events, she became the bride. Now trapped with a grumpy zamindar and his unpredictable family, will she fall in love or convince him to leave her? ◖Age Gap ◖Desi Erotica ◖Soft Romance ◖Slow Burn Romance ◖Forced Marriage ◖Suspense

ARNAY VEDANSH, a 32-year-old professor at Seranova University. He loves his work deeply. He is smart, confident and known for being an amazing professor. He is the favorite of every student and at the same time, students fear him. He is really a calm person, very mature and silent, until someone provokes him. His personality is really attractive, if someone looks at him, they'll either admire him or maybe feel jealous of him. He is a professor with a touch of bad-boy habits. He doesn't believe in love and has no interest in it. AVYRA RASTOGI, 22, is in her second year of MBA at Seranova University.She's an ambivert with a life full of dramas. She's both a backbencher and a good student. But she always stays in the background, never showing others what she's truly capable of. She has no filter, she says whatever comes to her mind and later regrets it. She is soft-hearted but she also knows how to put people in their place when needed. What will happen when these two personalities collide? What will happen when they meet each other? Will they fall in love or not? And if they fall in love, will society accept their relationship? Let's dig into the story (the way you dig one pani puri after another) and see what will happen.

𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐱 𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐯𝐚 BOOK 1 of MOONLIT SERIES! She was raised with traditions. He was hardened by duty. Their hearts never asked-but their families did. VRINDA MISHRA never dreamt of love stories. A government school teacher from a respected Brahmin family, she believed in responsibility more than romance, in silence more than chaos. When her father chose an IPS officer for her, she agreed-not for love, but for the man her father saw worth in. ASTITVA KANAN no space in his life for affection. After years of relentless struggle, he wore his khaki like second skin and spoke only when needed. When his mother brought Vrinda's proposal, he didn't refuse-he simply followed the order, like every other in his life. They marry with respect. They live with distance. And yet-something lingers in the quiet. Two strangers bound by duty. Two hearts untouched by love. But sometimes, the softest stories aren't told in words... they bloom in unspoken glances, shared silences, and the promise of something slowly, gently, changing. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. 18+ readers. Mature content.

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 Hridayeshwari [Heart's Queen/ Heart's Goddess].... won't you come with me? Vikram ātmikā [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."

𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐬-𝐄-𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐪𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐚: 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴... 🪕🪞 "𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐬, 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐤." In the soulful lanes of Banaras, where every ghat has a story and every silence holds a song, she arrives - Meher, a girl with dusky skin, haunting eyes, and a heart stitched together after too many storms. Her past isn't a story she shares - it lingers in her silences, in the way she flinches at tenderness, and the way she guards her smile like a secret. He is Revaan - a reclusive writer known by a pen name '𝐀𝐤𝐬', whose words touch thousands but who himself stays untouched by love. Until he sees her. A fleeting glance near the ghats turns into endless observation, and soon, words pour from his soul that are meant only for her - healing poems and love letters left anonymously in places only she visits. When circumstances tie them together in a marriage of convenience, she's unaware that the man she's living with is the very voice she's fallen for - the poet who gave her hope on her darkest nights. Started: 20th July 2025 Ended:

"𝑻𝒖𝒋𝒉 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒓𝒂𝒂𝒃 𝒅𝒊𝒌𝒉𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒚𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒌𝒚𝒂 𝒌𝒂𝒓" __________________________________________________________________ "ek army officers se pyaar karne mein daar nahi lagta"he said, looking at her,with a smile waiting for her to answer him "payr main daar ki koi jagah nahi hoti,woh haar daar se ubhar deti hai" she said, looking into his honey eyes. ★★★★ "Toh, you like me?" he asked, bending down to her level, a playful smile tugging at his lips. Her eyes, heavy with sleep and the haze of too many drinks, tried to focus on his face. Everything around her was a blur - except him. "Hai!!! Like kya hota hai, I pyaar you, vaibhav" she mumbled, her voice soft and slurred. ★★★ Anirudh was an army officer through and through. Serving the nation wasn't just his duty - it was his only purpose. He lived by rules, followed time like a shadow, and believed in action more than words. Discipline was in his blood, Smart, calculated, and always two steps ahead ,Feelings? They had no place in his world. His heart beat for the uniform, and nothing else. Titli Khurana-true to her name-was like a butterfly, wild and free. A soul not meant to be caged, yet when she chose someone, her love would be deep, loyal, and endless. Since childhood, she had only one dream: to marry a man in uniform. And fate, in its quiet magic, made it even sweeter-the boy she had secretly loved for years had grown up to wear that very uniform. Vaibhav Khurana had always believed that love was an art-and he was never good at art. So, he stayed away from it,. But then came RIRIKA-the girl with almond-shaped eyes and a laugh that could light up silence. She didn't just walk into his life; she quietly slipped into the cracks he thought were sealed. Still, he reminded himself not to feel. She wasn't just his sister's best friend-she was the younger sister of his best friend too. And tha

˙⋆✮ 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅. ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── "Bataiye, kon hai hum aapke?" she cried, broken. In two strides he reached her, grabbed her arm, and turned her around sharply, pulling her into his arms. His arms locked around her trembling body as if he'd never let her go. "Jaan ho tum meri," He whispered harshly against her hair, hugging her tighter as she wept into his chest. *************** Three fucking years since she left. And yet, it feels like yesterday. I didn't stop her. I watched her pack. Silent. Cold. Pretending like I didn't care. Like her walking out of the door wasn't tearing something apart inside me. Maybe I thought if I didn't beg, if I didn't plead, I'd come off stronger. But all I did was let the only woman I ever loved slip through my fingers. And every goddamn day since, I've been living with that choice.