Anthea Louise Vergara is a well-known prodigy who obtained a bachelor's degree in Accountancy at Oxford University. She is also The Most Outstanding Alumna in Law in the University of the Philippines. Anthea has always been an achiever throughout her career. Her accomplishments intimidate others and despite her angelic face is a cold-hearted bitch who despise stupid people. Men and women praise her beauty, but no one ever dared to get close. On the other hand, Danielle Nichole Cortez is an outstanding student. She graduated Valedictorian both in Elementary and Senior High and is able to enroll into her dream University, Australlano Abad University. Will they be able to get along if a prodigy professor and an outstanding student meet? Or will they just hate each other along the way? ------- This is a gxg story and it contains adult scenes. Read responsibly.

After a housing scam in Delhi lands two complete strangers in the same one-room apartment, things spiral fast-from passive-aggressive fridge notes to accidental emotional intimacy. Tara, a civil services aspirant with a moral compass sharper than her kajal, just wants her peace, her laminated schedule, and her incense sticks. Noor, a fashion student with hair that changes color more often than the metro delays, a small jungle of plants, and entirely too many rings, just wants to dance in the rain and steal Tara's heart-accidentally, at first. Cue: one mattress, fridge-note warfare, fabric pins everywhere, tension in the air thicker than Delhi pollution, and oh-only one bathroom. Come for the chaos. Stay for the chai, eyeliner glances, and late-night playlist wars that feel a lot like falling in love.

Mumbai knows Poornima as the Chief Minister. The nation calls her unstoppable. But behind closed doors, Poornima Gaikwad is anything but untouchable. To the public, Lipakshi and Poornima are best friends. Loyal. Supportive. Constant. What no one sees are the locked offices, the stolen moments between campaign speeches, the jealousy when cameras roll too close, the marks hidden beneath silk sarees and designer gowns.

I came to Bangkok to study, not to fall in love. She was younger. Thai. Untouchable. The kind of girl people bowed to without knowing why. I was an Indian foreigner in my third year, trying to survive university life in a city that never slept. She was the heir to a power empire built on blood, loyalty, and silence. This is not just a love story. This is what happened between temples and gunshots.

The company announces a global fusion album project. Y/N is introduced as: "The Indian soloist who will collaborate with all nine members." The twist? The album theme is: "One Love, Many Hearts." And during filming, songwriting camps, games, travel, and cultural exchange... They all start falling. For the same girl. And Y/N? She doesn't want to choose. #twice×female reader #twice×reader #g×g # wlw #indian yuri #GL indian theme in some places

Delhi ki ek baarish bhari shaam. Ek car roadside khadi hai. Headlights dim. Phone battery almost dead. And inside - two women sitting a little too close. Outside, rain. Inside, silence. "Why do I feel safe with you?" A whisper. "Because I would never let anything hurt you." A promise. Their fingers brush. Neither moves away. This is not a story about hiding. This is a story about choosing. Slowly. Intensely. Unapologetically. Stares that linger too long. Jealousy masked as concern. Supportive families who ask, "Are you happy?" And two hearts that refuse to stay logical. Some loves arrive softly. The dangerous ones... feel like peace.