She stepped into the marriage under a veil- knowing the man waiting for her was her family's sworn enemy. Two opposites, different dreams, where one is stuck on revenge while other desires freedom. Raised on hatred, bound by vows, and trapped between loyalty and desire, they were never meant to fall in love. But fate doesn't ask for permission. As truths surface and lines blur, hate turns into longing, and an unwanted marriage becomes the most dangerous thing of all-love. Because some unions are mistakes... until they aren't.

SEASON 1- DONE ✅ SEASON 2 COMING SOON IN MAY♥️ Abhimaan Singh Mewar (25) has always had this charismatic personality. Everyone who met him said he was his father Abhiraj Mewar Singh's clone. Cold, ruthless, intimidating and extremely competitive. He had this aura of power and control, one glare was enough to instill fear in anyone be it a business associate or a mafia leader. He wasn't afraid of no-one. Nandini (23) her life was black and white, colourless, a mistake that's what her father told her or an accident. She had no one to call her own, no family no friends. Nandini had to learn how to fight so she could survive. She is sweet,naive and soft and completely broken. She only had one wish that was to find someone who would love her and mend her broken self.. Sequel of From here to Eternity. Can be read as standalone... Cover by _navyblueee_

#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 "𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐈𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞" 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝑳𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒊 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒉 𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒋𝒂𝒂𝒎~~♡ 𝑳𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒊𝒏 ~ the invisible string of fate, bridging soulmates, though miles apart, their fates played its cards in harmony. Two strangers, barely knowing each other, yet bound by a shared struggle of one-sided love and the fight to find their own identity in the world, as life challenges them at every turn. What began as a facade, a love to hide the cracks of broken hearts, little did they know that fate had already intertwined their lives for eternity. The relationship was fake, but the growing feeling... it was 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍. They held each other's hands in pretense, their destiny linked as a sign of forever. But as their bond deepens, the lines between truth and deception begin to blur. Secrets they tried to bury resurface, threatening to unravel everything they've built. The weight of their unspoken fears hangs heavy in the air. 𝑭𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 turned into a secret love, but can it survive the unpredictable path ahead as their love story comes to light, or will their Lakeerein be 𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 by fate? ~ Fake Dating ~ Forbidden Love ~ Ghar ka chota beta x Ghar ki eklauti beti ~ Family drama ~ Slow burn ~ Rom-Com

This story begins with a little girl named Shraddha, whose heart has belonged to Krishna since the first prayer she ever whispered. Her devotion was pure, innocent, and unwavering - a quiet strength she carried through every season of her life. She was her father's little shadow, deeply attached to him in ways words could never be captured. But life, with all its unpredictable storms, took him away too soon... and with that loss, something inside her changed. Shraddha stopped believing in love - not because she was cold, but because she had once loved too deeply, too honestly. And losing that love had left marks she never showed the world. Until the day she met Vivaan Singhania. Six feet tall, quiet by nature, handsome without trying - Vivaan wasn't the kind of boy who spoke first, yet the moment he saw her, something in him shifted. It wasn't dramatic. It wasn't loud. It was simply real. He fell for her in the first meeting... not with obsession, but with a softness he didn't know he was capable of. Where Shraddha carried silence, Vivaan brought calm. Where she feared attachment, he offered patience. Where she doubted love, he became proof that it still existed. This is the journey of how a heart once afraid learns to feel again. How a girl who loved Krishna found someone who loved her with the same devotion. How Vivaan slowly, gently, and wordlessly became the soft corner of Shraddha's life - her comfort zone in crowded halls, her peace in overwhelming moments, her quiet safety in a world that once felt too loud. By the end of this story, you'll see not just how Vivaan made her believe in love again... but how Shraddha discovered that love, in its purest form, doesn't demand - it heals.

Betrayal never stays buried. Despite the depth of the hole it has buried into, it crawls through the bloodlines- starving, festering. It slowly spreads through the heritage like a plague- poisoning and rotting whatever comes in its way. Decades ago, empires fell due to the same illness. Families burned to ash, blood spilled onto the road as dynasties came crashing down. What was supposed to be a tie of blood, was cut down with the dagger of treachery and greed. But the past isn't dead, it's patient. It remembers. Jiya protects her heart of gold with the steel of bitterness. Soft where she chooses, steel everywhere else. Trusts too easily for some, not nearly enough for others. One wrong glance and she could bleed. Or bend knees. Diya was chaos wrapped in control. Harsh, sharp and untouchable to other. The poison of heritage amused her like some clown in the circus. But for the few she loves, she breaks herself open willingly. Nikola's intelligence is a weapon, His patience a trap. Viransh's charm is guillotine. They don't chase, they trap. They don't lie, they bend the reality on their wills, carving their chosen words into the depth of your mind. Every silence is a strategy and every glance a warning. From ruins, they rose. Bratva. Cartel. Power rebuilt darker and lethal than before. They lost as a dynasty and rose as reign of carnage. Now the past is clawing into the present. Unknown empires washing up to the shore like corpses floating loosely around the sea. Loyalties are fractured and past is questioned. Hearts are crushed down by the weight of treachery and hate. Nothing is sacred. Nothing goes away untouched- love, innocence and trust. Blood will stain hands, desire and betrayal would carve itself into everyone's heart. And by the time this gamble would end, only the cunning minds and strongest hearts would remain with their blood-stained hands and carnage carved into their bones.  

𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 1 𝙤𝙛 𝙏𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 "𝑨𝒂𝒑𝒏𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒂 𝒌𝒐. 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑨𝒑𝒏𝒊 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒒𝒂𝒍 𝒃𝒉𝒊 𝒅𝒊𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒚𝒊 𝒕𝒐𝒉 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 "~ 𝘼𝙣𝙣𝙖𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙖 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙧 " 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘. 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓. 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆."~ 𝗔𝗱𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗷 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝖨𝗇 𝖺 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾, 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗀𝖾𝖽𝗒 𝗎𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗅𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍, 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽, 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋'𝗌 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗋𝗉𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽. 𝖠𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗐 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗂𝗋 - 𝖶𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝗈𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍?

Some loves grow quietly, like roots beneath the soil, unseen but steady. This is a story about a glance that waited, a silence that spoke, and a moment that changed the way falling felt. About hands that caught before the ground could, and words that were never said - but always meant. Time moves. Seasons change. And love learns new shapes. Sometimes it becomes memory. Sometimes it becomes responsibility. Sometimes it stays - in the smallest hands, the quietest rooms, and the choice to remain. My Senior is a story about love that doesn't demand, doesn't rush, and doesn't disappear. It simply waits, holds, and learns how to stay.

She was the girl everyone whispered about - the *impure one*, the *bad omen*, the *unmarried mother*. For years, she carried her shame in silence, protecting her child and enduring the cruel stares of a world that never cared to know her truth. Until the day fate played its cruelest card. When her sister suddenly disappeared hours before her wedding, she was forced to take her place - veiled, trembling, and bound to a man she barely knew. But destiny had already written a darker twist... Because the groom - the man standing at the altar - was the very one who had unknowingly fathered her child. Two souls bound by a past they can't remember, a present they can't escape, and a truth powerful enough to shatter everything they believe in. In a world quick to judge and slow to forgive, can love rise from the ashes of betrayal and fate?

His face dipped in the crook of her neck. She was caged in between the cupboard and his hand. His one hand was beside her head, and the one was on her waist. He inhaled deeply, his nose grazing the soft skin of her neck. She shivered and cluthched her saree tightly in her hands . He backed away slightly, only met her gaze as their eyes looked. The dominance, desire, and hint jealousy did'nt go unnoticed by her. His eyes moved to her lips, but as she took a deep yet shaky breath, he backed away slightly. His hands cuped her throat, and his fingers rubbed it softly. "𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭," he whispered, his voice laced with danger and his tone hiding something beneath it. °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 𝐀𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐊𝐮𝐥𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢 a man who belongs from the famous business family in India. He is not a sunshine type but a type who has the power to finish anyone just in the blink of an eye. He never wanted to marry in his late 20s his aim was to take his company on first place in an international market. 𝐒𝐚𝐯𝐢 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐭𝐚 a woman who belongs from a very well-known business family she never had interest in her family business and her family respected that she is a graphic designer . She is a sunshine girl who is kind to everyone, and always has a smile on her face but what will happen when she is forced to marry aryan?? What wil happen when both the opposite will marry each other?? °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

TWO SOULS: One fire, one ice. Equal hate towards each other. Irritates each other like their life depends on it. Still consume each other's mind like no one else can. And the reaction? DISASTER.