tantrayaan
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Hey everyone,
I’m a first-time writer and just put out the first few chapters of my story Yantra Protocol. It’s a mix of harem romance, Indian mythology, thriller, and some pretty raw emotional moments. The story is meant to be grounded, character-driven evoking vivid images of the world it is set in.
I released the first 4 to build momentum and give folks a little more to read to make up their minds. I will be releasing 1 chapter a week going forward.
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Honestly, this is the kind of story I always wanted to read — mixing a bit of wildness with real emotions — so I decided to try writing it myself. Now that a few chapters are out, I'd really love to hear what people think.
(Excerpt from Chapter 2 below)
If you get a chance to read even a little, would love to hear your honest thoughts:
Appreciate you all
I’m a first-time writer and just put out the first few chapters of my story Yantra Protocol. It’s a mix of harem romance, Indian mythology, thriller, and some pretty raw emotional moments. The story is meant to be grounded, character-driven evoking vivid images of the world it is set in.
I released the first 4 to build momentum and give folks a little more to read to make up their minds. I will be releasing 1 chapter a week going forward.

Yantra Protocol
Bharath moves from Chennai to Calcutta to join Heritage City — one of India’s top football clubs — with dreams of becoming a professional footballer. But after rescuing a mysterious man from a robbery, he finds himself drawn into a hidden world of vivid dreams, powerful women, and ancient forces...
Honestly, this is the kind of story I always wanted to read — mixing a bit of wildness with real emotions — so I decided to try writing it myself. Now that a few chapters are out, I'd really love to hear what people think.
(Excerpt from Chapter 2 below)
“I didn’t want to ruin you,” she said quietly. “I didn’t want to live that life anymore.”
Bharath folded his arms. “Tell me everything.”
She sank onto the floor, voice low but clear.
“They call themselves the Syndicate. They use girls like me—pretty, poor, invisible—to lure in men. Build trust. Break it. Drain their lives dry. I did it. Many times. But not with you. I couldn’t.”
Bharath sat on the edge of the coffee table, heart pounding.
“How do I know this isn’t still part of the con?”
She reached into her bag and pulled out a tiny recorder — the device she was supposed to plant in his home.
“I didn’t do it," she said. "I came here instead. Because you’re the only one who ever looked at me like a person... and not a job.”
If you get a chance to read even a little, would love to hear your honest thoughts:
- What parts pulled you in?
- What didn’t quite land?
- Anything you want to see more of?
Appreciate you all