The moon is merely a rock. A thief stealing light from the sun. Yet people still romanticize it. Ophelia has never understood why. The breach between reality and fiction is fading. A dangerous descent where forbidden desires thrash violently against clinical cynicism. In this psychological battlefield, there will not be a single winner. As Ophelia journeys down the darkest corridors of her subconscious, she uncovers secrets best left buried. With every line crossed, the phantom gaze tightens its grip. Will she find a way out, or will she completely give in to the temptation?- "Some temptations are forbidden. And some secrets are better left untouched." 30/05/2026:- #4 in gothic romance 30/05/2026:- #8 in eerie

Two hearts bound by a signature, lost in a story they never wrote. ​A cold contract. A forced vow. A marriage that was never meant to be real. ​Sometimes, the best love stories are the ones that were never in the script.😭✨ TROPES~ 𝜗ৎ Forced marriage 𝜗ৎ Age gap 6 yrs 𝜗ৎ Opposite attraction 𝜗ৎ Slow burn romance 𝜗ৎ He fell first she fell harder he fell harder again. 𝜗ৎ silent obsessions 𝜗ৎ Emotional scars

❝No relationship. No drama. No anything. Okay?❞ ❝Okay.❞ A simple contract. A simple agreement. But when Samayra is involved, nothing remains as simple as it should be. ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ I am close to finishing my studies, my Master's degree being the last sprinkle to grace the mountain of frosting spread on the cake that is my life. After this I am supposed to step out into the real world, away from the fixed syllabus and exams and assignments that AI helps me with. I have to have it all figured out really soon. I have a simple life, really. There is nothing much to it. At least not anymore. So yeah it should be easy to figure it out. That is what I thought and all I had to do was keep it that simple. But, in short, I didn't let it be that simple. I had to spice it up. Against my better conscience, I just had to. I wanted to spice it up, but just a bit. A bit. Controlled spice. Let's just say that I added more spice than I could handle, and simple Samayra got stuck in a contract she made herself. You can guess the next half of the story now. Yep, I broke my own contract and all that just for a guy named Kabir. ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ Tropes him x her ⋆ nonchalant x deeply feeling ⋆ avoidant x anxious ⋆ control freak x control freak ⋆ casual x complicated ⋆ he doesn't do love x she doesn't trust it ⋆ "no feelings" x "too many feelings" no strings attached | rebound romance | slow burn | opposites attract | emotionally unavailable | hookup to love | "we said no feelings" ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆

In the humid, sun drenched parks of Mumbai, two souls collided by chance. Prateek, a man quietly drifting through a life that felt hollow, and Anushka, a girl chasing a dream that seemed just out of reach. For months, their lives were a delicate dance of morning jogs, shared dinners, and a crimson suit that remained unworn. He was the "Golden Boy" who had mastered the art of the rehearsed smile, she was the aspiring actress struggling to find the one thing her craft required: the feeling of true love. As the months bled into one another, they lived in a synchronized rhythm, yet remained separated by the walls of their own insecurities. But love is a fire that cannot be ignored forever. In the bitter cold of December 2022, a single heartbeat changed everything and a single silence shattered it all. One wish in a temple, one confession in the moonlight, and one disappearance that changed their destiny forever. This is the story of the bloom before the frost and the abyss that opened when the light went out.