Arohi has always believed her life is ordinary-quiet, untouched by destiny. But the moment a powerful and enigmatic CEO crosses her path, something shifts. He feels drawn to her in ways he cannot explain. She feels haunted by emotions she doesn't remember living. As buried secrets awaken, they begin to realize the truth is far more terrifying than coincidence. Their souls are tied to a past erased by time-but not by fate. Once, they loved. Once, they lost everything. Now destiny has given them another lifetime. Will this love finally heal the wounds of the past... or repeat the tragedy written centuries ago?

#𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐔𝐧𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 ✮⋆˙𝐀 𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞˙⋆✮ He carried scars no one could see, but in her arms those wounds began to heal... Ekansh Roy Kapoor, who lost his smile, his light, and his will to feel. Raised by his loving grandparents, yet haunted by a past he couldn't escape, he grew up to be cold, distant, and emotionally locked away... Enter Aarohi Singhania, a whirlwind of laughter, color, and chaos. A girl with sunshine in her soul, who crashes into his life with chaos, fiery arguments, and a heart that refuses to give up on him. Two hearts. One guarded by pain. One blooming with hope. Will she be the light that brings him back from the darkness... or just another goodbye he's too scared to say? ───⋆˙𖹭˙⋆─── "Aadat na ban jaaun tumhari." "Sirf aadat kyu? Tum toh meri khwahish bhi ban chuki ho." ───⋆˙𖹭˙⋆─── ✮𝐄𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐑𝐎𝐘 𝐊𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐑 A heart once full of dreams, now wrapped in silence, too scared to hope again. ✮𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐀 She carried a heart full of sunshine, determined to heal the boy, who forgot how to feel.

"Pal mein jo mile, pal mein hi khoya, Nigaahen chhupi, dil ne jo jaana... Yeh kahani hai un lamhon ki, Jahan muskaan aur chhupi si pyaar ki dastaan hai." When Svea Ghosh ,an 18-year-old driven and stubborn girl, steps through the gates of the National Defence Academy, she knows the journey ahead will be brutal-but she didn't expect her fate to collide with his. Standing tall among the 3rd-term cadets is Rudra Singhania-cold eyes, impossible discipline, and a reputation that makes even seniors shut up. He believes emotions are a distraction. She believes discipline doesn't mean silence. From the very first clash, sparks fly-not the soft romantic ones, but the kind that burn, bruise, and leave a mark. Inside the academy's strict walls, where every cadet is reduced to a number-Svea becomes 309, just another chest number... except to Rudra, who can't ignore the fire in her eyes. Between squadron allotments, orientation drills, sarcastic banter with new friends, and the unspoken rules of military life, Svea and Rudra find themselves circling each other-equal parts tension and pull. His friends-Aarush, Ved, and Shaurya-see what he refuses to admit. Her presence unsettles him. Her spirit challenges him. And her silence affects him more than her words ever could. In a world built on discipline, honor, and devotion, love isn't luxury- It's war. A slow-burn, intense war where hearts surrender long before the enemies do. This isn't a fairytale. It's a battlefield. And their story begins the moment she walks off the bus... last, not out of fear-but because she wants to absorb every second of the life she's dreamt of.

She was never meant to be his. One mistake. One moment. One accident... and her life was no longer her own. Bound to a man she barely knows- a man whose silence speaks more danger than words ever could. He didn't ask for her. But now that she's his... he has no intention of letting her go. In a world where love feels like control and care feels like possession- will she learn to survive him... or fall for the very thing that might destroy her? 🎥 This story will soon be adapted into an animated YouTube series.

He stepped into her space, forcing her back until the wall met her spine - cold, unforgiving. His eyes darkened, sharp and demanding, yet his voice stayed low and controlled. One hand rested at her waist, steady, possessive enough to make her breath hitch. "H-he's just my... my friend," she stammered. His jaw tightened. "I don't care who he is," he said quietly. "He crossed a line." His hand shifted slightly, enough for her to feel the intent without the act. "He touched you." Their faces were barely an inch apart now. "I don't give permissions lightly," he continued, his voice dangerously calm. "And he didn't have one." Her pulse raced. "H-He just moved it away... it was getting in the way of my project," she said, forcing the words out. "Why are you so angry? What... what do you want?" A slow smirk curved his lips. His gaze lingered for a moment longer than it should have before returning to her eyes, making her feel seen in ways she didn't want to admit. "What do I want?" he murmured. She swallowed hard. "Tell me to stop," he said softly. She didn't. The silence between them grew thick - heavy with everything, neither of them dared to say out loud. -ˋˏ ༻❁✿✧𑁍❀༺ ˎˊ--ˋˏ ༻❁✿✧𑁍❀༺ ˎˊ- He was the dangerous kind of irresistible... She was the calm, chaotic force he couldn't resist. A fleeting glance in the chaos of a crowded room. A night full of secrets and unspoken desires. Thrown into an arranged marriage, Advik's possessiveness was intoxicating. His teasing, his jealousy... every touch, every whispered command pulled her closer, until desire burned hotter than she ever imagined. But in a world of mafia power, family lies, and hidden enemies, trust was fragile... And hearts were easy to break. ❁Troupes❁ Arranged Marriage Mafia Alpha Protective Male Lead Jealousy & Obsession Slow Burn Romance Childhood Connection Family Drama Rivals & Secrets