Shubman Gill × Anvika Kaur World-Famous Cricketer × Secret RAW Agent Golden Boy × Woman with a Shadowed Past Public Idol × Hidden Love Protected Hero × Protector Who Must Lie He fell first. She fell harder. Trisha Manirathnam-the sweet, diligent junior physio everyone trusts. But behind her soft smiles lies a life filled with secrets, shadows, and missions no one could imagine. And when her path crosses with Shubman Gill, the golden boy of cricket, everything seems perfect. Warm smiles, quiet moments, and stolen glances-the kind of love stories that feel real, effortless... safe. But nothing about them is simple. One night shatters it all. A lie, a betrayal, a choice that could change everything. Is Shubman in danger... or is it his heart she's protecting? Is Trisha truly who she claims to be... or is her love part of a mission far bigger than him? Was he just a cover, a pawn in a game he didn't even know existed... or the center of a story that could destroy them both? Passion. Secrets. Lies. Love that heals... and love that hurts. In a world where nothing is what it seems, falling for the lie might be the only way to survive. This story is connected to Dil Se Dil Tak. Prepare for heartbreak, thrills, and a love you won't forget.

"I'm ready to give you that freedom. You and your father can leave." I froze. What? I looked at him, eyes wide with disbelief, searching for any sign he was lying. Any smirk, any cruel glint. But he was calm. Too calm. Then he spoke again-and his words struck like a bolt of lightning straight through me. "But for that..." he paused, his voice dipping to a deadly softness, "you have to be my breeder." She was the kind of girl whose world revolved around her cats and her jesus. Daughter of one of Ireland's most influential figures, she lived behind the guarded gates of power but felt like a stranger in her own home. With a stepmother who wore venom like perfume and a stepsister who never missed a chance to tear her down, Niamh learned to find solace in silence. She didn't mind the isolation-not really. But everything changed with a single glance. One dance of seduction. One moment of tamtation.That was all it took to unravel the threads of her carefully stitched life. She believed in fairytales. In is prince and kindness. In magic that heals. But instead, she found herself tangled in the dark salvation of a man who had no light left in him. The fairytale she longed for didn't come with a white horse. It came cloaked in blood, wrapped in chains, and whispered promises laced with pain. And the moment she stepped into his world, there was no going back. "He craves her purity just to stain it with his sins"

'Waqt aaney par mrityu ko bhi jeet lunga' - Caption Manoj Kumar Pandey (Param Vir Chakra Awardee) This poem written by me and is about a character from the Rajwanshi series by SwatiSandeep❤️ To the bravehearts that live for the nation and can die to protect it, to our soldiers that have devoted their entire being for our country, words cannot express my gratitude for everything you have done for us and so I pray everyday, for your safety and for you to return to the people you call home. 'Waqt aaney par mrityu ko bhi jeet lunga' (When the time comes, I will conquer death). This line is taken from "Hero of the Batalik: Kargil War 1999" which is a compilation of letters and diary entries by Captain Manoj Kumar Pandey.

Problems are like beams of light. Majority of them get absorbed. Some get reflected and passed on to others while some get refracted and are tweaked a little before being passed on to others. The problems that dominate our lives are the ones that perform the opposite of Total Internal Reflection - Total Absorption. Naina Singhania believes that she has the most uneventful life ever. The people she is surrounded with-not so much. Her associates make up for the lack of spice in her life or so she thought. What she doesn't realise is the drama she talks about isn't in third person. Somebody else might be bearing the brunt of it, but Naina always gets a share. Share by share, her experiences are defined. Experiences that are centred around her, that cater to her but in somebody else's background. The problems and struggles that are solely hers are stashed away in the farthest corner of her mind. Who wants to relive the non-good memories of their own lives! Naina focuses on being the perfect second character. Long conversations with friends do not include the sleepless nights to crack her college, the financial instability that subtly influenced her growing years or her impressive multi-tasking skills. They highlight other topics like her ex-crush and ex-bestfriend's relationship or her dance partner's injury one day before their show. Read on to see how Naina's life is inadvertently impacted by the chaos she is surrounded by. Afterall, her life is full of reflections and refractions.

Sanskriti steps foot in Mumbai after a decade. The city reminds her of her past, a time marked by rebellion, fights, manipulation, anguish, tears, pain and the final liberation. Sanskriti believes that she has moved on, moved on from them and everything they did to her. However, when she drives past the Marine Drive, all those memories strike her with full force. Suddenly, she feels eighteen again, the resentment at her hero for letting her down being the strongest of all the emotions. Advik Chauhan was her elder brother, her idol, her confidante, her guide, her everything until one day he wasn't. This trip makes her question herself. Has she truly broken free from the clutches of her past? Moreover, is she ready to face her brother again?