Margaret Harrington is a coward. She's afraid of speaking up in class. She's afraid of making friends with the cool art kid in her history class. She's afraid of what happens if she breaks her parents rules. No boys, no sleepovers, no leaving the house. Most important of all: no telling anyone what happens if she breaks the rules. And unfortunately for her, Steve is just as scared of their parents. But what happens when her friends help her learn that she doesn't need to be afraid? That her parents rules aren't normal? Can the divide between her and her brother be fixed? (Used to be a one shot with Y/N but is now a full story!)

This story is not for everyone. Not every marriage hides a gentle love story. Not every man is a hero. And not every girl is born brave enough to fight back. Some girls are raised to stay silent - taught to obey, to endure, to sacrifice. Their fear becomes their cage, their hesitation the reason they lose pieces of themselves little by little. And some men grow up believing power is love, dominance is care, and a wife exists only to surrender. This is not a fairytale. No prince is waiting at the end. Bound by an unexpected marriage to a man eight years older than her - a man once meant to become her brother-in-law - she is forced into the lavish yet suffocating world of the ruthless CEO of Acharya Industrialisation Pvt. Ltd. A man worshipped by society, feared by his employees, and shaped by a royal family where husbands are treated like gods and women are expected to kneel without question. He does not believe in love. He believes in possession. What begins as innocent hope slowly turns into quiet horror. Every gesture she once mistook for affection reveals something far darker beneath it. Her dream of a normal marriage dies a little more each day, until all she longs for is a single moment to breathe without fear. And him? He is not written to be redeemed easily. This story carries fragments of reality - the truths many women still live through behind closed doors, hidden beneath wealth, status, and perfect family names. It is cruel, emotional, uncomfortable, and painfully human. So read at your own risk. Because some stories are not meant to comfort you. Some are meant to haunt you.

Vagmi, a simple girl in the royal household of Panchal finds herself tangled between the webs of love and hatred of two men, unable to keep up with the imbalances of her life. And things get worse when she finds the thin line between love and hate blurring, leaving her in a mess of her own feelings. Let's see if she can get past the conflicts of her heart and realise where her destiny truly lies. . . . . 'There is a very fine line between love and hatred and people would do anything for both.'

If Shrishti's life was a novel, she would have been called the Cannon Fodder. She was the girl who fell in love with the male lead. She came between the male lead and female lead and created trouble between them. She was the adversary whose destruction led to their happily ever after. When Shrishti has a chance to do over her life, she finally decides to give up on Male lead, the guy she obsessed on since her school days. But now that she has given up on him, what to do with her life? She has no purpose or aim in her life as till now, all she wanted was to marry him. Faced with such uncertainty, Shrishti decides to pave a new way for herself and rediscover who she was without the male lead. This was her chance to relive her life and have her own journey. So why the heck is she suddenly the female lead with two men, including her past love of her life, vying for her, while the former female lead has become the cannon fodder? What? Shrishti has no idea what is happening in her life anymore. Read as Shrishti tries to make better decisions in her second life all the while trying to avoid her past lover only to be pulled into a new quagmire of her own making.