"The Moment Our Eyes Met" is a high school romance that follows Kaira Mehra, a confident student leader, and Aarav Patel, a quiet and mysterious boy with a hidden passion for music. What begins as a eye contact slowly grows into a deep emotional bond filled with friendship, jealousy, and unspoken feelings. As they navigate school events, misunderstandings, and family pressures, Kaira and Aarav discover the beauty and confusion of first love - one moment, one glance at a time.

Let's explore the life of Arivuazhagan & Shivapriya. tropes: professor x student (may be something more😉) Ambivert x extrovert Age gap (6 yrs) she fell first and he fell harder mathadha ulla vandhu padinga pa🙏🏻😆 predominantly it's going to be a tanglish story guys.... I am an amateur writer so edhavadhu thappu pannita unga v2u ponna nenachi mannichuuu 🙏🏻😁 Disclaimer:- every character and events in this story is totally based on my own imagination it has no connection with the real life. Rankings: 2 #sivaangi out of 1.2k stories🥹 🫶🏻 (11/11/25)

Highest rating- #3 on Chicklit! Avni Kashyap (25) has had an upbringing as normal as any other. Well, normal if you don't count her seven other siblings, and an overly enthusiastic grandmother. Growing up in a family of 11 (chaotic and boisterous household indeed), she has seen all forms of love. Enter Aarav. You know, the tall, brooding, handsome guy, who instantly sweeps Avni off her size 6 feet. It's all fun and games until someone brings up the word "Wedding". What happened, Avni? Trouble in Paradise? Or will there be another Prince Charming? Read The Perks Of Being An Indian Bride to find out!

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗𝐓𝐀𝚰𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝚰𝐄𝐒 #𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝟭: || 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗧𝗔𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗙𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗖𝗢 || 𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐞𝐤 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐛𝐢 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞! 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐮𝐩, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐨𝐡 𝐥𝐚 𝐥𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠? 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐚... 𝐜'𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐞, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝..! 𝐀𝐡𝐡 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐗 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐭...𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬..?!💅🏻💌💫

In the heart of India, where tradition and loyalty run deep, Mustafa Zafar walks the fine line between duty and desire. A devoted Muslim pilot in the Indian Air Force, he has always buried his love for Shanti, his spirited Hindu childhood friend, beneath the weight of societal expectations and family honor. When Shanti marries another and leaves the country, Mustafa tries to silence his heart, surrendering to an arranged marriage and a life shaped by duty. But fate has its own plans. Years later, when their paths cross again, buried emotions reignite - and so does conflict. Caught in a storm of jealousy and unresolved passion, Shanti's husband lashes out, leading to a shocking turn of events: a suicide, a scandal, and a woman blamed by a cruel world. Now, with the world against her, in a bold act of defiance and truth, will Mustafa finally takes her hand - and claims the love he once let slip away? It's a poignant tale of love, sacrifice, redemption, crime drama, murder mystery and justice.

"What? You gonna avoid me again like you did today? Pretend I'm not here and call it a night?" Then there's Donovan. Bittersweet, underappreciated Donovan. My best friend. The only person I had known I could use as a safety cushion whenever things got tough. My punching bag, my own personal, opinionated diary. He snapped my journal shut, waving it at me. "Can you be honest for once in your life and tell me what that list is about?" "I am honest with you."I mumbled, distracted by the bruises and cuts on his hand. "What happened there?" "Don't dodge the question. If you're so honest, why didn't you tell me they were giving you a hard time?" "Because it doesn't matter." "And Mel?" I admit that the worry in his honeyed-earths had almost cracked my demeanor, leaving me feeling vulnerable enough to want to open up to him, to let him in on all the cruelty I've endured. That is until he mentioned her. He took my silence as the answer he wanted to his question. He wanted me to be the bad guy because he cared that much for her. Wanted me to take on the role of bad friend so it'd fit his story and make him secure in his feelings. "Don't touch my stuff, Donovan." I mumbled and plucked my journal out of his hands with no fight from his end. I tucked my secrets back on my bookshelf and leaned against the wall, arms crossed as I anticipated his next words. I was met with silence and a whole lot of eye judging and with that, my old nemesis, panick, set in. "Did you read it?" Gosh, I hate how fragile that came out. I need to pull myself together before I end up saying something I'd regret. "You still haven't answered my question about Mel." "Because it's insulting." I responded, balling my hands into a fist to keep from chewing on my nails. "Did you read my journal?" He scoffed. "What do you think?" ... A story that tells of the struggles of teenage life, embracing change and how to cope with society as a whole.

Empire of Ashes 🌑🔥👑 Devisha is a queen. Born of fire, shaped by loss, and crowned with the weight of a kingdom that looks to her as its last hope. She vowed she would never kneel. Never surrender. Never let her heart become her weakness. But he returned. He, whose touch once burned her. He, whose name is lost in shadows but whose presence consumes every breath she takes. He, who claims her crown, her soul, her very existence as his own. When kingdoms march toward war, when blood is promised to the soil and betrayal coils like smoke in the air-Devisha must fight not only for her people, but against the man who would set the world ablaze just to keep her. His eyes follow her. His desire chains her. And his obsession will not end until she is his. This is her story. Of power, of betrayal, of fire... and of the love that threatens to destroy her empire. 🔖 Tags: #darkromance #historicalfantasy #fierceprincess #obsessivelove #royaldrama #betrayal #burningdesire #powerstruggle #enemiestolovers #slowburnromance #revengeandlove #twistedfate #emotionalwarfare #indianfantasy #forbiddenfeelings

Twisted Fate: Bound to You She's fire. He's ice. She's chaos. He's control. When Gauri Mehta, a middle-class girl with a fierce heart, crosses paths with Rudraansh Singh Malhotra, a cold billionaire hiding scars behind silence, fate begins to rewrite their story. A slow-burn romance full of secrets, longing, and love that feels like home.

CHECK YOUR TRIGGERS FIRST!! In which I fall in love with my sister's brother. "I should hate you." He whispers against my lips. "You do." I say and he nods his head "Then why does it feel like I'd burn the world for you." ** Karina Poleman never planned to marry Nicholas De La Noche-her sister's blood brother, her personal nightmare in a designer suit. Cold-blooded, calculating, and devastatingly cruel, Nicholas forced her hand to seal an alliance between cartels. Now, she wears his ring. Sleeps in his bed. And burns every time he looks at her like he owns her soul. She should hate him. She does hate him. But hate tastes a lot like want and lust when the lights go out. There's something in the way he watches her. Like he's waiting for her to run-so he can chase. Like he wants to ruin her just to see what's underneath the ruins. Like he's been bleeding for her long before she ever said I do. Torn between a past soaked in blood and a future built on lies, Karina is pulled into a deadly game of loyalty, lust, and legacy. When Nicholas is poisoned by someone from her past, a league of deadly assassins and illegal chemists-and the list of enemies starts with her name-she must choose: let him die, or face the truth she swore she'd bury. The past comes roaring back-coated in ash and names she swore never to speak. To save him, she'll have to go back to the shadows. To the place she became a ghost. To the truth that might destroy them both. A dark, erotic romance about knives, bloodlines, and the kind of love that feels like war. Intended for a mature audience (18+) only! viewers discretion is highly advised. Started: January 1st 2025 Ended:

"You burned me alive. And I'd walk through that fire again, just to feel your flame one more time." It wasn't fate that pulled them together. It was something far more dangerous. A collision of fire and fury-of hearts too reckless to know when to stop. He was a storm-violent, relentless. And she, a spark too wild to be tamed. He was everything she should have feared: cruel, powerful, untouchable. But his love was an inferno, and she... she stepped willingly into the flames. When their worlds collided, it wasn't just love. It was obsession. A beautiful kind of ruin. Because some hearts don't beat... They bleed. And some loves don't heal... They burn. "If I disappear in the name of loving you, let the ashes remember what my heart dared to feel." [This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental.]