This is a story of a Celestial Love [AU]

𝗪here Taehyung and Jungkook are happily married but everything crumbles down when jungkook finds a new way of his life... More like a new life without Taehyung. "You'll regret this jungkook once you see him in tears" His hyung warned him curtly. "That was my past hyung, his tears have no effect on me now" "We'll see about that" [𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗢𝗙 '𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗢𝗙 𝗢𝗨𝗥' 𝗗𝗨𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗬] [𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗗] ⬆ кσσк ⬇ тαє sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ : 𝟷𝟺/𝟶𝟾/𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟶 ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ : 𝟶𝟺/𝟶𝟼/𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟷

She ran away from a past she was trying to forget Rhea Malhotra worked as a caretaker after giving up on her dream of studying Saanvi Arora was supposed to be just her employer but she became the girl who quietly fought for Rhea's future A short story about healing second chances and finding a home in someone unexpected

"Sometimes we call it hate because love would have ruined us." They used to be inseparable... two boys against the world, bound by a friendship that felt like forever... until it shattered. Now, years later, Kairav Sinha is everything people expect, charming, reckless, the college football captain who doesn't believe in staying. And Ishaan Sehgal? He's the opposite, cold, composed, the student president who built walls no one dares to cross. They've learned how to ignore each other. How to walk past without stopping and how to pretend there's nothing left. But when they're forced into the same space again, it doesn't feel like nothing. It feels like unfinished conversations. Like words that were never said.... Like something that never really ended. And maybe it didn't, because the more they try to keep their distance, the harder it gets to ignore the way their eyes linger at each other... the way it stings to see the other with someone else... the way hate starts to feel a little too much like something else. Maybe some things don't fade or leave. Maybe... the boy he learned to hate was always the one he couldn't let go of. Most impressive Rankings: #1 in college romance #2 in BL fiction #3 in forced proximity #85 in love stories.

'ISHQ never enters quietly, it brings its own kind of RUINATION." __________________________ A top-tier university. Dripping with secrets. Two political rivalries held together by a settlement that feels more like control than peace. A third force watches from above → silent, dangerous, untouchable. Two murders. A revenge left unfinished. A vow to destroy everything. A silent soul enters next → too pure to understand the devastation, too trapped to walk away from it. And somewhere else, a hatred preserved for years waits behind restraint, held only by morals that are beginning to fail. Three stories breathing under one roof. Three ruins moving toward each other. And in between them → ishq, arriving exactly the way it always does: with ruin already promised. ______________________________ "I realised my love the moment I lost him."

Top Ratings : #1 bottom ( 15.04.2026) #6 bl ( 25.04.2026 ) #3 top ( 16.05.2026) #3 loveislove ( 17.05.2026 ) #1 British ( 26.05.2026) #1 loveislove ( 31.05.2026 ) "I hate you," he said...his voice trembling with fury. "I hate your voice. I hate the very sound of your breathing." Before he could walk away, fingers curled around his collar, slamming him against the wall. A whisper followed...low, dangerous, and sealed like a dark promise. "It isn't hatred," he murmured. "It's love. Whether you accept it or not." "Lies," came the broken reply. "Everything you've said is a lie." "Yes, I lied," he admitted calmly. "And I'll lie again if I have to. I'll do anything....but I will never let you walk away from me." The cold sting of a syringe pressed into his skin. ~~~~●●●●~~~~~●●●●~~~~~~~~●●●●~~~~~●●●~~ Agniv Mehra, a 24-year-old Indian student, arrives in New York carrying ambition, rebellion, and a past he refuses to speak about. He doesn't follow orders. He never has. Karen Craves, a 32-year-old British professor, is authority personified-controlled, commanding, and dangerously unreadable. Everyone listens to him. Everyone obeys. Except Agniv. Two men.Two secrets. One Line should never meant to be crossed When stubborn defiance collides with ruthless obsession, boundaries blur, lies deepen, and control becomes addictive. Is this love...or something far more merciless? And when the truth finally surfaces... will either of them survive it? Tropes & Themes ●Top Student × Bottom Professor ●Dark Academia ●Power Play ●Age Gap (8 years) ●Mild BDSM ●Lies & Manipulation ●Good Boy Kink ●Indian × British ●Hidden Identities ●Obsession vs Control

A Marriage from Deal, A Man who Rules, A Family Filled with Hate, A Lost Soul, And A Blooming Love........

In a world where fate creates unexpected bonds two lives take an unexpected turn. Veer Singhania a reserved and work-driven CEO never imagined himself falling in love. But when destiny ties him to Aarav Rawat, a warm-hearted doctor their journey unfolds in ways neither expected. Will love find its way between cold walls and warm glances or will their differences pull them apart? Meanwhile in the high-stakes world of covert investigations, another fire burns. Vansh and Ayaan, the National Investigation Bureau's top field agents, are sworn enemies, trapped in a cycle of hatred. But one reckless night changes everything. In a battle where emotions can be the deadliest weapon will they destroy each other... or surrender to a love they never saw coming? Two worlds. Two love stories. One twist of fate. Will love win? "Mujhse shaadi karke pachtaa rahe ho na?"---- Veer "Pachtana to tab padta... agar aap mere liye badalne ki koshish na karte."---- Aarav "Tu sirf meri ek zaroorat hai... samjha? Sirf ek zaroorat. Aur jab zaroorat puri ho jaati hai na toh use sambhala nahi jaata... seedha fek diya jaata hai."---- Vansh "Kya hua? Zaroorat kab aadat ban gayi pata hi nahi chala? Aur jab aadat hadd se zyada lag jaati hai na... toh woh aadmi ko barbaad kar deti hai."---- Ayaan ----------------------×----------------------- **************************************************** This is a work of fiction. All characters and events are purely imaginary. If you're not comfortable with such content please feel free to skip it.

He is a prince, born to rule. I am a guardian, sworn to silence. We were never meant to speak. We were never meant to look. But in the sacred city of Thanjavur, even under the watchful eyes of the gods, we saw each other. And nothing has been holy since.