"Ishq aur Aag" : The Burning Flame In Love

She was the Devil.
Not by choice, but by destiny written in blood and betrayal. Riya was the swan who lost her colours, stripped of innocence, and turned to stone by the weight of scars too deep for the world to see. To them, she was wrath wrapped in beauty, a shadow no man dared to chase. But beneath her steel armor lived a fragile heart - a broken prayer that still longed to be heard.

He was the King of Hell.
Reyansh ruled empires of sin with fire in his veins and death in his name. Men feared him, women worshipped him, and kingdoms bowed at his feet. Yet, in the silence of his nights, he prayed - not for power, but for a woman to worship, a soul to set fire to his hollow throne.

And fate, cruel and merciful, gave him the Devil herself.
But to his eyes, she was no monster. She was the goddess carved from her own ruin, the silence turned divine, the chaos he was born to kneel before.

Together, they were not love but legend - the Devil and the King of Hell. A storm of fire and sin, of longing and devotion, ready to drag their enemies into the very inferno they ruled.