(English Translation done ) The very pure and innocent college student Anika enters the life of the devil Ishwar, the mafia king who only knows to kill but hides his identity as a calm, handsome CEO of Vincent group of companies. What if the devil king falls for the innocent flower ? Will the innocence tame the devil or get burnt in hell of ruthlessness ? Another story of the innocent series- My Innocent wife A Promising love story from Msjasly

Love is always a magic when it blooms between the souls who are born for together. Two souls Aryan Chaitanya and Sanjana Krishnan fall in love with each other. Neither them nor the nature could keep them away from each other when they are bound by soul. Even the hate could only make them love each other unconditionally. An untold story of unconditional love. This is purely my imagination and in no way is related to anyone in real life. .

Reyansh had everything he wanted in his life except a family who could care for him. His world revolved around Business, money and power. Falling for someone was not in his plan yet he fell hard and head over heels for " Vaishnavi" someone he appointed as his maid. He was not aware when his heart started beating her name " Vaishu" , may be the first time he held her in his arm on the fortunate night ? How did her twin babies become his world ? May be since he was the first to carry to them in his arms when they were born . Reyansh could bring the stars to her feet only if she could utter a word but he was rewarded only with only her silence. The man who knew only to force people would go on his knees in front of her to look at her eyes but all he could see were only her eyelashes those kissed her cheeks. Torn between his fame, power and the love for his Vaishu and her twin babies, What does fate has for Reyansh in his life ? A completely broken Vaishnavi, finds her safe place in Reyansh with her twin babies. She built a safe wall to not let anyone in her world but what happens when her babies play the cupid ? Love is about finding the one person who makes your heart complete and makes you a better person. Thrown between harsh realities, betrayals and dark past will Reyansh and Vaishnavi complete each other ? Join me in another journey of passion for love between Reyansh and Vaishnavi with her twin babies..

In the blaze of revenge, in the fire of hate, a poetry is born that changes the verses of his life. Once ladened with darkness of lies, the light of truth illuminates his being but to his misfortune, it happens too late. So late that she has already been punished in the name of revenge. But is it truly a punishment or just a play of destiny to bring two lovers together? A battle started between two fathers but fought between their children. A story of revenge that takes an abrupt turn when love begins to blossom, but the truth still remains buried. And until this fog of lie lingers between them, their love will remain lost in the mist. When she doesn't know herself the reason of this revenge, how will she bring him out of the haze of misconception? When he is ardent to seek revenge, how will love simmer him down? A lie, a truth, a pain, a sorrow, a loss, a win, a blessing, a sin. A story of misunderstood revenge and a painful love, Dhundle Rang: The Haze of Love. When times tests you, then hold onto the poem of life because what conquers it all is love in the end.

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃 ⋆ᡣ𐭩 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 They hated each other. Academic rivals. Family friends. Nothing more. Years apart felt like freedom- Until fate brought them face to face again. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔... I kissed her back. Once. Twice. But then I forced myself to pull away. Her eyes fluttered open in confusion. I cupped her face gently, brushing my thumb across her cheekbone. "l'll hate myself tomorrow if I take advantage of this moment." "I'd never hate you," she whispered, eyes heavy-lidded. "You're the only place I feel safe." And it hit me harder than the kiss. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆... I broke the kiss, breathing heavy, my forehead resting against hers. "You belong to me," I whispered, voice raw. "I'm your husband, Ruhi. Not him. Me." She swallowed hard, her lips still trembling. "I know," she whispered. "I didn't mean to-" "No. Listen to me." He cupped her face, firm but not rough. "You're mine to hold. Mine to protect. Mine to kiss. Mine to fight with. Mine to lose sleep over. Not some asshole who thinks a toy will get him what he wants."