One thing for sure it's gonna be a great Indian serial 😉 The rhythmic clatter of a mechanical keyboard echoed in the dimly lit office, the glow of multiple screens casting a bluish hue over the solitary figure sitting at the desk. Aarav Malhotra leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples as he studied the intricate lines of code on the screen. His long, jet-black hair was tied in its usual neat ponytail, a habit born out of efficiency rather than aesthetics. His sharp features, striking even in exhaustion, held an air of quiet confidence-one that came naturally to someone who had built an empire in the world of technology before even turning thirty. Aarav wasn't just another successful entrepreneur; he was a name that carried weight in the industry, a visionary mind that had revolutionized AI-driven security systems. But beyond the titles, the awards, and the relentless pursuit of innovation, he had only a handful of people he truly cared for. One of them was Reetwik Thakur-his best friend, his constant support, and the only person who could get him to step away from his work without an argument. So when Reetwik called him out of the blue, insisting that he accompany him to his family home for a few days before his wedding, Aarav didn't hesitate. "You know I hate weddings," Aarav had grumbled, pacing across his apartment, his phone pressed to his ear. "And I know you're full of crap," Reetwik shot back with a laugh. "You'll survive a few days of my mother's over-the-top pampering. Besides, I want you there, Aarav. Before everything changes." Something in his voice had made Aarav pause. He never could refuse Reetwik when he sounded like that. And so, with a reluctant sigh, Aarav agreed-unaware that this trip would not just be about Reetwik's wedding but something far more unexpected. Because in the sprawling estate of the Thakur family, Aarav was about to come face to face with a storm he never saw coming. And that storm had a name-Reyansh Thakur.

A contract. A marriage and a that bittersweet feeling of needing someone you're not suppose to love. She's a Lawyer who lives by the law. He's a CEO who lives by power and silence. "Mine to break" is a dark, obsessive and emotional romance where love doesn't heal--it shatters.

Top Ratings : #1 bottom ( 15.04.2026) #6 bl ( 25.04.2026 ) #3 top ( 16.05.2026) #3 loveislove ( 17.05.2026 ) #1 British ( 26.05.2026) #1 loveislove ( 31.05.2026 ) "I hate you," he said...his voice trembling with fury. "I hate your voice. I hate the very sound of your breathing." Before he could walk away, fingers curled around his collar, slamming him against the wall. A whisper followed...low, dangerous, and sealed like a dark promise. "It isn't hatred," he murmured. "It's love. Whether you accept it or not." "Lies," came the broken reply. "Everything you've said is a lie." "Yes, I lied," he admitted calmly. "And I'll lie again if I have to. I'll do anything....but I will never let you walk away from me." The cold sting of a syringe pressed into his skin. ~~~~●●●●~~~~~●●●●~~~~~~~~●●●●~~~~~●●●~~ Agniv Mehra, a 24-year-old Indian student, arrives in New York carrying ambition, rebellion, and a past he refuses to speak about. He doesn't follow orders. He never has. Karen Craves, a 32-year-old British professor, is authority personified-controlled, commanding, and dangerously unreadable. Everyone listens to him. Everyone obeys. Except Agniv. Two men.Two secrets. One Line should never meant to be crossed When stubborn defiance collides with ruthless obsession, boundaries blur, lies deepen, and control becomes addictive. Is this love...or something far more merciless? And when the truth finally surfaces... will either of them survive it? Tropes & Themes ●Top Student × Bottom Professor ●Dark Academia ●Power Play ●Age Gap (8 years) ●Mild BDSM ●Lies & Manipulation ●Good Boy Kink ●Indian × British ●Hidden Identities ●Obsession vs Control

Kabir Anand had everything planned. A perfect life. A perfect future. A perfect wedding with the girl he loved. But on the day he was supposed to say "I do"... she walked into his room- and told him she loved someone else. He let her go. He watched her run away with another man... and took the blame to protect her. But a week later- she came back. Not as his bride. But as a dead body. With his fingerprints on her. Now, Kabir isn't just heartbroken- he's the prime suspect. Assigned to the case is Detective Lucas Reed- a man who trusts evidence more than people, and truths more than emotions. To him, Kabir is just another suspect. But the deeper he digs into the case, the more things don't add up... Because Kabir Anand doesn't feel like a killer. He feels like something far more dangerous- innocent. And somewhere between accusations, late-night interrogations, and a truth no one is ready to face... lines begin to blur. Between right and wrong. Between truth and lies. Between hate... and something that feels a lot like love. --- A broken wedding. A brutal truth. And a love story no one saw coming.

"Sometimes, the best love stories start with a complete disaster." Well that's what tge book is about ✨️

🌑 Welcome to The Cursed Village Nobody enters without a reason. Nobody leaves without losing something. Hidden truths. Missing people. Midnight whispers. Forgotten wells. Strange rituals. And a village that remembers every soul that betrayed it. If you hear your name in the dark... Run. Slow horror • Mystery • Suspense • Secrets • Psychological fear

𝐻𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑖𝑙𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑠𝑡. #𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐌𝐌 𝐒𝐜𝐢-𝐟𝐢 𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲-𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𓆩𓆗𓆪 Omkara Rathore doesn't touch. Not his students. Not his colleagues. Not even his own reflection if it gets too close. A medical science professor with a condition he never chose──his skin rejects contact, his body recoils from scents, and his heart has learned that feeling is a wound he cannot afford. So he stays cold. Stays distant. Stays safe. Until Yaksh Shergill walks into his life. A transfer student with a golden smile and eyes that see too much. Humble. Charming. Everyone's favorite. Omkara should hate him. Instead, for the first time in his life── A scent doesn't repulse him. A touch doesn't rebuke him. It pulls. And that terrifies him more than any disease ever could. But Yaksh isn't what he seems either. Behind that warm facade lives something petty. Something possessive. Something that has decided Omkara Rathore is his to follow. To provoke. To ruin. And when a body is found── When a murder cracks open secrets buried inside Omkara's own blood── They will have to trust each other to survive. But how do you trust someone whose very smell makes you lose control? 𓆩𓆗𓆪 𝑇𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑟 ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑡. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟? 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛.

What happens when blind devotion is changed into something so powerful that it start to feel suffocating and what happens when it turns back into something pure enough to never be questioned again. This is the story of how a girl discovers devotion. Not through stories or words of people but through questions. Questions that is asked will stir thing one may not be ready for. So join Aasha in her journey to discover weather god or bhagwan as one may say it exists or not . Will she find the truth and start to believe or will the world silence her the way it did to many other girls. Join her in the journey to discover that friendship doesn't only mean pain but it can be beautiful too. That love also exists in the world Just a warning ⚠️ I am a controversial person I mean no harm to anyone or any religion or anything in general I just thought of something and pen it down. The story will contain some hindi words but they will be translated. This is my first time uploading anything and I generally do not share my writing at an open platform but this is an idea I had so I tried it.

A Love Story written among guns and roses. He rules with a Gun; she heals with a scalpel... Chandni Chowk smelled of antiseptic and gunpowder. An undisputed king... A righteous doctor... A ghost... and an abandoned Code! ... "Battle scars? Mine is from a scalpel during COVID. Border Security. Medical Staff." "Jammu. 2016." ... "You shouldn't be here..." "I shouldn't be anywhere else either." ... "What's Vajra?" "Nothing, if you love your life!" ... No hospital, no names, no mercy! A love story woven between lies, myth, and duties! A story of Guns and Roses. Of Operation theatres and warfare. Of Duty and Desire. ... ... Join me in their story to experience blossoming love in tired hearts. Updates ~ Very Regular, like a heartbeat 🫀

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐍 Two destined souls Fated to meet and be each other's forever partner And their hearts met in the London City 💚 A career focused woman moved to London for higher education to escape from marriage as much time possible But fate has other plans Her heart met with him He's obsessed with her But Ananya's marriage was already fixed in India. That brought chaos in her life leading everything upside down to her But he was worth everything Because he was everything that anyone would want as their husband And she... definately won in life !!! His obsession won Destiny series 2 🌷 ~Diva