"We are like magnets, pulled together by a force we can't control, yet pushing each other away when we get too close."

#1 Passion Story of a rape survivor...and how she raise like a pheonix. My innocence was ripped apart from me. Now i have no light left inside me anymore. The betrayal is running deep inside me. I can't sleep. I can't breathe. I can't cry. I become just a shell. I always dreamt of a prince charming coming in a white horse to take me away and live happily ever after. I was in a fairytale. But fate has other plans. It had decided to give me a reality check. Now i have no more dreams left. I am already dead. I am Charvi. And this is my story.

"When I look back at my life, I only find mistakes....Those mistakes are irreversible, life threatening and depressing, can I ever be able to find the truth of my heart? can I ever be able to find the man who protected me always in silence, who never expected anything in return... what if he starts expecting? what if he gets obsessed with me? what if he started setting boundaries for me?"

"I was the shoulder she cried on. The warmth she never noticed. The home she never moved into." Karan has loved Meher from the moment she walked into his life - loud, messy, beautiful. But while he painted her into poetry, she sketched dreams with someone else. He was her diary. Her 2AM call. Her secret keeper. But never her forever. Set in a modern Indian backdrop where chai stalls hide heartbreaks and rooftops remember whispered nothings, this is the story of the boy who loved too quietly and lost too completely.

Parthvi is living the dream life of a Superstar's wife. Life which is filled with love, dream, affection, hope, and positivity. A world she has created with her innocence. What if one day she finds out that this world is not that innocent. it's filled in dirt, greed, sex, drugs and too much chaos. Will her beautiful life shatter? or she will write her own story in between this chaotic and dark world. Follow this amazing journey of love, hate, betrayal and the power of an average girl who will write her own destiny with love, trust and hardship.

There is no clear definition of love. There are multiple versions of this same feeling. The feelings are complex too. This made "Love" more interesting. What happens when two opposite personalities collide with their age gap and extremely different mindsets. Will sparks fly or will they end up hurting each other? let's dive in to experience this sweet, bitter, and hottest journey of two souls

"Do you want me to f*ck your brains out?" I don't understand this kind of language and i don't like it. "Look at you...so wet..ready for my dick...but do you remember the night when I tried making love to you but you cried out suddenly...you make me feel like a ra*ist but now look at yourself...you are craving for my dick...you want me to f*ck you so hard...you are dripping like a wh*re" He showed me his finger which is covered in my wetness. I immediately got off the sofa. I broke into violent sobs after hearing such words from him. "What do you want Ashutosh? What do you want?? You want me to leave? I'm leaving then...i can't handle this anymore..." I immediately walked towards the door to leave but he grabbed me from behind. "You are not going anywhere...do you understand?" "Let go... I can't stay and cry here all the time..." I tried pulling my hand back from his grip but he dragged me inside our bedroom and locked the door.

Do you love me? Do you know me? Have I ever come in your dreams? Do you know my name? I live just beside your house. I see you everyday. You are like a cloud. You are like a rain. You are a nature for me. For me, you are the whole universe. but do you know me? Maybe you don't... but I know only you. Only you. Maybe some day you will turn your face and look at me. You will see how much a stranger loves you and you sill ask me, who am I? where do I live? and then i will say, I live beside your house. I see you everyday. You are my dream, my hope, my pain, my sorrow and my happiness. and I'm Viraj. Only Yours....