𝐄𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 #𝟏: previously known as "My Home"
A friends-to-lovers romance full of longing, heartbreak, and second chances.
"𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒉𝒖𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝑰'𝒎 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆. 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒂 𝒑𝒆...
Also bleed through me's (shivank's and Vaani's second book's) introduction, is posted, I will post the prologue once this is completed so add it into the library.
Accha response expected hai kyunke book is ending soon.
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Roothi Hui Khwaishon Mein Thodi Si, Sulah Leke Aaya Tu Khamoshiyon, mein, Baaton Ki Jirah Leke
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"Byee, Shivuuu..." Unnati teased as she stepped out of the house, her voice dripping with mischief as she locked her hand with Manav and left with a satisfied smile on her face.
Shivank shook his head, but he couldn't stop the blush creeping up his neck. He quickly shut the door behind her, rubbing the back of his head to mask his embarrassment.
When he turned around, his gaze met Vaani's. She stood a few steps away, looking at him nervously. The moment their eyes locked, she forced an awkward smile, her fingers instinctively fidgeting with the edge of her pallu.
"Woh toh aise hi chedti rehti hai..." Shivank mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck.
Vaani nodded quickly, her eyes flickering downward as she turned away, walking further inside. She could feel him following her, his presence thick in the air. She squeezed her eyes shut for a second, trying to calm her racing heartbeat.
Then, out of nowhere,
"Movie dekhein!!" she blurted, suddenly spinning around with excitement. Shivank jumped, gasping dramatically as he took a step back, his hand clutching his heart.
"Toh itna chillane ki kya zaroorat thi?" he scolded, leaning against the nearby wall, still recovering from the unexpected outburst.
"Thoda excited ho gayi thi," she mumbled sheepishly, offering him an innocent smile before hurrying toward the sofa. She plopped down comfortably, grabbing a cushion for support.
Shivank sighed, shaking his head at her antics before following suit. He settled beside her, grabbing the remote from the table.
With a soft smile, he extended it toward her. "Lagao," he murmured, leaning back into the sofa, his gaze fixed on her in quiet admiration.
