The word that means a longing for home. A home to which you can never return, a home which maybe never was. Kang Yohan had found his home in the soft embraces of a soul so pure, it shone even through his darkness. And for a moment, their souls were so deeply intertwined, that death himself wept when faced with the task of separating them. Now, Yohan was alone again, searching for a part that was no longer there - at least not in this life.

The story follows stern ACP Arjun Rawte and cheerful journalist Sakshi Anand as they solve dangerous crimes together. While Sakshi hides deep trauma behind humor, Arjun buries grief beneath duty and anger. Their growing professional respect slowly develops through trust, conflict, mysteries, and emotional healing.

A girl is crushed by the people she trusted the most - family who used her, friends who abandoned her, and the one person she loved who threw her away when she needed him. . . . . . She dies with only three things burning in her chest: regret, rage, and the question that never left her - "Why me?" . . . . . But destiny is not done with her. . . . . . She wakes up again... in the past. Same life. Same people. Same betrayals waiting to happen. Except this time, she remembers everything. . . . . . Every lie. Every manipulation. Every betrayal. Every crack in her illusions. . . . . Now she has a chance to break the cycle. . . . . . But can she change her fate... or is she trapped in the same destiny that killed her once? . . . . . .

Damon Salvatore has lived this life once before-and he refuses to make the same mistakes twice. Chasing Katherine. Choosing Elena. Trusting his brother. Believing redemption was worth the cost. Every choice led to loss. Given a second chance, Damon returns to the beginning with every memory intact. This time, he won't play the hero. He'll claim power before anyone can stop him, dismantle the plans of his enemies before they begin, and make the entire supernatural world remember why the eldest Salvatore was once feared. But there is one mistake he intends to correct above all others. Elijah Mikaelson. The Original he never allowed himself to choose. This time, Damon won't let destiny-or anyone else-take him away. *This fanfic is purely for my entertainment purpose only and belongs to its original creator*

A story neither of them saw coming.

Naina was one of the biggest actresses in the country. Beautiful, successful, and known for rejecting weak scripts without hesitation, she ruled the entertainment industry like a queen. One rainy evening, her manager arrived with a thick script wrapped in red velvet. "A fantasy historical drama," he said excitedly. "Two kingdoms, divine powers, obsession, war... the budget is massive." Naina rolled her eyes but opened it Narshimhakul was ruled by the cold and divine king, Madhavendra - a man feared for his intelligence and unmatched celestial powers. Veerbhadrakul belonged to Shivaditya - ruthless, terrifying, and blessed with destructive energy. The mere mention of each other's names ignited hatred in their eyes. And then came Ritika. The female lead. A simple woman whom both kings loved with dangerous obsession. The story spiraled into madness - wars, betrayals, sacrifices, kingdoms burning to ashes. Thousands died in the battle between Narshimhakul and Veerbhadrakul. In the end, both Madhavendra and Shivaditya died tragically... while Ritika married Chandrashekhar, the peaceful male lead, and lived happily ever after. Naina slammed the script shut in disgust. "What garbage," she scoffed. "Two powerful kings dying for one girl? And she marries another man? Useless." Lightning flashed outside her penthouse. Suddenly, the room trembled violently. The script glowed. Before Naina could react, darkness swallowed her whole. When she opened her eyes again, she was no longer in her apartment. "Princess Adhira..." Naina froze. Memories flooded her mind. Adhira. The villainess of the story. Madhavendra's younger sister. The woman who secretly poisoned Ritika out of jealousy and obsession for her brother's affection. And worst of all... Adhira's fate. Naina remembered it perfectly. In the original story, Madhavendra personally executed Adhira with his divine sword after discovering her crime. Her breath shook. "No..." ⚔️ Crown of Ashes ⚔

Meera grew up being blamed for surviving. Unseen at home, invisible in her own family, she learns early that silence is safer than asking to be loved. But when a stranger sits beside her in class, everything begins to change. Friendship turns into family. Pain turns into purpose. This is a story about grief that never healed, love that arrived unexpectedly, and a girl who was never chosen-until she chose herself. Sometimes, the family you're born into isn't the one that saves you.

Only the characters are inspired by Ikka. The storyline, plot, events and character development are entirely fictional. This story has no connection to the original film's plot. This work is purely fictional and written for entertainment purposes only. Reader discretion is advised!

Aarunika Ishvaran, 26, Was a quiet housewife and the unloved daughter of a cold father and cruel stepmother. Rejected by the mother she left behind, she stayed with a family that never respected her. Her only escape was the man she loved-until he betrayed her by having an affair with her stepsister. When Aarunika uncovered their deceit, they killed her, staging it as an accident. But death wasn't the end. Given a second chance at life, Aarunika returns, not as the naive woman she once was, but as someone who knows the price of misplaced trust. This time, she won't beg for love-she'll demand justice. Will she rise in vengeance or fall into old mistakes again? Yugveer Vanshraj,32, At 32, Yugveer Vanshraj stands as the most feared and powerful mafia don in America-ruthless, brilliant, and untouchable. A global billionaire, he doesn't just rule the underworld; he controls the very strings that pull the world's elite. Governments bend, empires fall, and men kneel at the mere mention of his name. Despite the chaos he commands, Yugveer is a man of fierce loyalty. His world begins and ends with his family-the only people allowed near his closely guarded heart. His best friend, Madhav Ishvaran, is more like a brother, one of the rare souls Yugveer trusts without question. Women throw themselves at him, seduced by power and danger, but he remains ice-cold, untouched by lust or affection. He despises drama, detests attention, and guards his personal space like a fortress-no one crosses his boundaries and walks away unharmed. Yugveer is not a man. He is a storm in human form. And when he moves-the world watches, or it burns. When Yugveer and Aarunika collide, it's not just a meeting-it's the clash of vengeance and power, where fire meets ice, and the world has no idea which one will burn first.

"Iss gusse se kya prove karna chahte ho, Arjun?" he shouted, his chest heaving. "Roshni aaj hamare saath nahi hai. Uski wajah sirf... sirf tum ... aur tumhara ye gussa hai !" He stepped closer, his words thundering through the tense silence. "Tumhara wahi gussa phir se kisi ki jaan khatre mein na daale!" Something inside Arjun twisted sharply at Sameer's words. All the anger he had kept inside, all the happy moments they once shared as friends-it all hit him at once. Every memory, every fragment of pain from losing Roshni came rushing back, like a tide he had tried to hold back. He had nothing to say. Nothing at all.