・❥・ Grace Johnson is finally free. New college, new life, new apartment... with her big brother and his best friend. Adam Carter. Tattooed, quiet & dangerously attractive. He used to see her as Gabriel's kid sister. Now he can't stop staring. She smells like vanilla, looks like trouble. And has no idea she's his new obsession. She's off-limits. But some things are impossible to resist. ・❥・

In the heart of Rajasthan's fading royal empire, power is inherited. Mercy is not. Aradhya Sharma has spent her life believing love is gentle- until she is forced into a marriage with Aryan Rathore, the most feared heir of Devgarh. Cold. Calculated. Untouchable. He didn't marry her for love. He married her for revenge. Aryan is a man carved from betrayal, ruling his empire with silence and blood-soaked secrets. And Aradhya? She is the daughter of the man who destroyed his family. But hatred becomes dangerous when obsession begins to blur the lines. Locked inside a palace of gold and ghosts, Aradhya must survive a husband who vows to ruin her... yet cannot stop watching her. In a world of family feuds, buried secrets, and forbidden desire- will love save them... Or destroy them both?

A story set in the late 1980s, of a young love blooming in the lively city of Hyderabad. It was an era when the city was still learning to embrace change-when even a fleeting glance between Nawabs and Rajputs could ignite a collision. In the hush of the city's nights, two hearts found each other. Though separated by miles, they met every night, cloaked in disguise and hidden behind the veils of darkness. ROOH MALIK The daughter of Nawabs, living in the heart of the Nawabs' place-Yakutpura. This place itself was a resemblance of calmness and grace. Being a Nawab herself, Rooh embodied everything we call grace and purity. Polite yet mischievous, calm yet speaking of chaos. Then she fell in love with the man she was meant to hate with all her heart. PRATEEK KASHYAP The son of Rajputs, living in the embrace of Himayatnagar, the place where even mornings were disciplined. Raised among rules and order, Prateek was everything but chaos. The words he spoke were either filled with love or reform. He had only one rule-to never fall for the Nawab's traps, which were meant to destroy him. Yet, he fell. Will their love be accepted, or will they become another symbol of broken ties?

NEEDS EDITING He had loved her since the day he had seen her. He was always there, watching her from a distance, witnessing her happy and sad moments. His heart had only longed for her. She believed that love is an illusion, true love doesn't exists. Love destroys hearts and homes, but she was unknowingly falling for him. Her efforts of ignoring him, not loving him never worked and at last she fell for him, hard. He healed a piece of her soul that he never broke, made her believe that love exists and it is the most blissful feeling in the world. He made her his, Adhyay's Akriti

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He was the professor no one could ignore. She was the girl everyone overlooked. Professor Abhimanyu, 32, wasn't just another name on the faculty list...he was a presence. Known for his sharp mind, unmatched work ethic, and an aura of quiet authority, he taught Architectural Design like it was more than a subject... like it was a language of the soul. But he wasn't easy to keep. In just two years, he had already left two prestigious universities...never for better offers, but for something far more rare: his self-respect. He refused to compromise his dignity, no matter the cost. Then came Amrita. A final-year student. Always present, yet invisible. Always silent, yet full of unspoken thoughts. She wasn't the girl people noticed..she was the one they laughed at. The one who tried to fit in but somehow became the punchline instead. Shy. Introverted. "Boring," they called her. But they never really saw her. Because beneath that quiet exterior lived a mind that felt deeply, imagined endlessly, and observed everything. And yes... She had a crush on him. Just like many others. But unlike them, hers wasn't shallow admiration. It was something softer. Something deeper. She didn't just notice his looks, she noticed the way he spoke about design, the way he stood by his principles, the way he never pretended to be someone he wasn't. And maybe... he noticed something too. Not the loudest voice in class. Not the brightest attention-seeker. But the girl who stayed back, whose designs carried emotions no one else could draw, whose silence spoke louder than words. What happens when a man who values dignity above everything meets a girl who has never been valued at all? When admiration turns into understanding... When silence turns into connection... When two completely different worlds begin to align.. A story begins. Not loud. Not rushed. Not perfect. But real. Ranks - No.1 in Slowburn (24 feb 2025)