In the heart of Zurich, Aadhira Ramakrishnan walks into VonHagen Dynamics as a junior executive assistant unaware that her life is about to ignite. Calm, clever, and fiercely independent, she has roots that run deep and a fire that refuses to be tamed. Kaizer Von Hagen, the untouchable CEO, rules his empire with ice-cold precision. Sharp, intimidating, and accustomed to obedience, he doesn't make room for chaos especially not the kind that walks into his office with a stack of files taller than herself and a defiant glint in her eye. Thrown together in a world of cutthroat corporate battles, hidden agendas, and family loyalties, Aadhira and Kaizer clash, banter, and spark in ways neither of them expects. From high-stakes boardrooms to stolen moments in quiet corridors, every glance, every word, every touch becomes a battlefield and perhaps, the beginning of something dangerous, irresistible, and forbidden. Where Ice Burns is a story of ambition, loyalty, and fire beneath the frost a slow-burning enemies-to-lovers romance set against the backdrop of wealth, power, and betrayal.

Her nightmares began with him... It is 2100, and the first Rare One since two hundred years is discovered in the city of Argonizeria in Zed. Scarlett Kelly couldn't have had a more perfect life. Living almost problem-free, she'd had no personal experience with pain or loss. Everything changes one night. All Seldoren wants is to keep his loved ones safe. He can't bear to relive the horror and pain of his past at the hands of the Trio, who are vampires, from the planet Van. Centuries ago, they forced him to be their slave and provide them human blood to take back to their planet. In particular, they seek the blood of a Rare One. Scarlett sees herself as a prisoner after she is kidnapped. When her kidnapper says he means her no harm, she assumes he is playing cruel and cunning games with her... but she slowly discovers that nothing is what it seems.

"Love" it heals, it breaks, it transforms. For Simran Malhotra, it was never just a feeling, but a battle written in the stars. She wasn't searching for love, yet destiny placed her between two men whose hearts burned for her in different ways. One would protect her like a prayer, the other would challenge her like a storm. Aman Birla, the man of silence and depth, whose soul still echoed with the music he once buried. For years, he had searched for a voice , a voice that unknowingly belonged to Simran. His love was patient, unwavering, and pure... the kind of love that asked for nothing, yet gave everything. And then came Raj Rajvansh - a name that carried arrogance and mystery. Behind his cold eyes lay wounds of loss, trust shattered, and dreams left unspoken. He had stopped believing in love, until Simran's presence began to crack the armor he had built around his heart. Between Aman's devotion and Raj's intensity, Simran finds herself standing at the edge of destiny. Will she rise into the love that feels like home, or surrender to the fire that refuses to let her go? And when the ghosts of her past return, will love be enough to save her... or destroy her? Let's step into her world - where every glance, every silence, and every choice will change everything.

How much do u love me, Alison? So much that I can die for you, Aaron. _______________________________ When I was little girl ,I Admired the moths every time they were drawn to the Flames . I wondered a lot that why would someone willingly burn themselves just to feel warmth for a little while ....I thought of them as foolish and naive I never realized their desperation ,Their thirst ,Their Fate Not until I met him , The AARON BLACKHELL Owner of the most chilling shades of Ocean blue Eyes , A Man who wielded his words like a sword , And Owned the football ground like he is the king. He came to my School ,in my Life like a gentle storm , Only to create Destruction in Mine He didn't ask for the throne ,He carved it with his silent Authority He didn't Ask for Attention either but it was still served to him on a golden platter ... Fame and fear was his by default The thing is I should have never cared About the Rumours , Should have never acknowledged those Hushed whispers which wrote my fate long before our eyes meet . I Shouldn't have become the Moth I once laughed at .....But I did ... I fell for him ,Deep ... He did too , He fell in love Too ,Even Harder than I intended... Just not with me He fell in love with ........................................HER ~~ They didn't joke when they called him '' Siren of ruin '' His Love ruined Me And I Finally realized that HEARTS TOO BLEED !!!

Ever wondered what it would be like to live in the past when love letters were still a thing? Not just any love letters-the kind written with actual ink and quill, maybe even sealed with a drop of blood if you're into that sort of thing. Okay, maybe that's a bit too fictional. That only happens in fantasy novels-or any romance novel with a regency theme. But what about a simple, handwritten love letter? Just pen and paper. No theatrics. Have you ever wondered what it would be like to receive one? Yeah, me neither. In a world filled with instant messaging and emails, who even has the time to sit down, write a letter by hand, and mail it to someone's doorstep? Love letters are practically extinct. Which is why I was completely caught off guard when I found one lying in front of my door. An actual, physical love letter. Not regency-style, but sealed in an envelope with a wax heart stamp. Bonus points to the sender for choosing pink paper. Cue my mix of emotions: confusion, excitement... and just a little bit of horror. Because, let's be real-this could mean I have a stalker. But as I read the letter, that fear faded. This wasn't some creepy obsession. This was an actual secret admirer letter. And now, I find myself waiting-anticipating-the next one.