Threads of Destiny
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Last published Mon, May 25, 2026
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Thakur Veeransh Singh, a 27-year-old businessman. Arrogant and cold yet calm, he has always gotten whatever he desired. But this time what he wanted was a tender soul. He doesn't know how to express his feelings, so how could he tell her what she means to him?
Ruhi Sharma, a 25 year-old nurse with a heart full of compassion and love for everyone. But how can she understand the emotions hidden deep inside his heart? She doesn't know what mistake she made that caused him to hate her so much.
Two different people with different perspectives, yet neither knows how to express what's in their hearts. What will happen when fate brings them together?
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Tarun, the 24 year-old second son of the Thakur family, is calm and composed. until Sejal enters his life and slowly breaks that composure.
Sejal is a 22 year-old influencer whose first love has always been music and singing. Known for her sharp tongue and sassy attitude, her bitter words are the shield she uses to keep people away. But what happens when someone finally manages to silence that tongue?
The two get tied in a marriage of convenience with one rule: they must not fall in love.
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Rajat is the 22-year-old youngest son of the Thakur family. Carefree and reckless, his days are spent in clubs, parties and outings. A heartthrob who seems to fall in love every week. Responsibility has never been something he worries about his only motto is to enjoy life while he can and not care about what the world thinks.
Mahi is a 27-year-old nurse, independent and passionate about her career. Independent and strong, learned how to survive in the world on her own. Growing up hearing that she was never enough. A carefree or fun life was never meant for her. until she meets someone who brings out the childish side of her.
The two start fake dating with one condition: they must not fall in love.
But what happens when the lines between fake and real s
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