This is the story of 6 couples who were in a friend group in childhood but the main leads are Ishaan malhotra and Raina sharma. There childhood gang which was formed due to the close friendship of Malhotra and Sharma family. The group was broken 6 years ago due to the movement of its members in different areas..yet their families frendship remained the same still. Raina sharma is the 17 years old extrovert girl who crushes over her childhood friend Ishaan malhotra who is an introvert boy , moved to Mumbai due to his father's construction contract after 6th class leaving the chaos of his group along with his family, later they again shift in Delhi after 6 years. As Raina finds out that he is back how will there love story begins ? Everything was changed after 6 years, their friendship and there bond. How will two different personalities fall in love? What will happen to the other friends lovestory? Ishaan Malhotra X Raina sharma Aastha Malhotra X Abhijeet Sharma Vishika Sharma X karan Malhotra Prerna Sharma X Prashant Malhotra Mehek Shivhare X Nakul Malhotra Vedansh X Unnati Sharma

An orphan young girl suddenly came accross her renowned and rich father who is a big businessman. Ignoring her protest she was handed over a bodyguard to accompany her in college and other needed works. Let's see how equations change between them. For Him Was She Only A Responsibility? Could She Ever Understand What He Actually Feels For Her ? This also includes family relations war This is basically a soft romance story majorly based on their college life with friendship bonds #Soft Romance #College Romance #Touch Her and Die #Lives For You #Friendships #Twisted relations #Mystery #Grumpy×Sunshine

"Namaste, Bhabhi ji!" Shiv chirped from the other end of the call. "Khush rahiye, devar ji," I replied, unable to hide the smile stretching across my lips or the warmth blooming on my cheeks. Of course I was his bhabhi. At least in my head, in my delusional little universe where impossible things somehow felt one prayer away from reality. "Aur bataiye," I leaned back against my pillow, twirling a strand of hair around my finger, trying-and failing-to sound casual. "Unka aaj ka routine kya hai?" By now, this had practically become a ritual. From stalking him through every social media update to now having an actual insider report his day to me like some exclusive subscription service I was emotionally dependent on. But this time, the other end fell silent. I frowned, sitting up straighter. "Hello? Shiv? Kya hua?" I asked, my voice still light and bubbly, though threaded with a flicker of concern. A beat passed. "Looks like you're a little too eager to become Shiv's bhabhi, Miss Nervous." The world stopped. Not literally, of course. The fan was still spinning lazily above my head, the city outside was still breathing, cars still moving, people still existing. But my heart? Oh, that traitor had forgotten its basic biological function. Because that voice-low, slightly raspy with sleep, and dipped in shameless amusement-did not belong to Shiv. It belonged to him. _________________________________ Experience this absolutely "butterfly to stomach giving" journey of Avir Rathore and Vaanya Yadav in the own delulu world of your author. 🤫💋 (Ongoing)