The Dealer and His Roomie ❦ An enemy to lovers romance. For six months, they're stuck together: a reckless dealer and the girl who never stops talking. He wants her gone. She's not leaving. . . . I scoff. "Wow. You must be a hit at parties." "I am, actually." He tilts his head slightly, studying me. "You, though? I'm guessing you talk so much they don't even need music." . . . Warning- Suggestive Content Drama, Crime, Romance Not a single dull chapter, I swear ;) Ratings- #1 in Roommates (13.04.2025) #1 in Sweet (11.05.2025) #1 in Arrogant (13.05.2025)

Not every story needs a full match to leave an impact. Some begin with a look in the dressing room. Some end with a whisper on the boundary line. And some... stay with you long after the stadium lights go off. A collection of emotional, heartwarming, chaotic, and powerful Stories featuring the Indian Cricket Team - raw moments, secret bonds, laughter, pain, healing, and everything in between. Each story is unique. Every bond is unforgettable. Each story will contain 6 to 7 chapters. So welcome to the world of short stories of ICT 💙. #1 on kuldeepyadav #1 on ravindra jadeja #1 on Suryakumaryadav #1 on teamindia

Silk and Cinders : Series #1 "Did you really think you could walk away?" My back slammed against the wall as he caged me in. "Answer me." I swallowed hard "I-i thought-" "You thought?" His gaze sharpened. "You thought you had a choice?" He stepped closer. Slowly. Deliberately. "Look at me." My gaze lifted, and my breath caught. His eyes-dark, unreadable, locked onto mine, drowning me. "Tell me" he whispered "did this marriage ever fucking matter to you?" I flinched. Silence. For a moment, nothing. No expression. No sound. Just him. Watching. Calculating. Then, his hand snaked around my waist, dragging me into him until my chest crushed against his. My pulse spiked. "You wanted to leave, right?" His fingers trailed up my spine- slow, deliberate, sending shivers down my entire body. They stopped at the back of my neck. With a firm yank, he pulled me even closer, our lips nearly brushing. "This" his knuckles traced my temple, feather-light "-this mind? It doesnt get to think about leaving me." His thumb pressed against the rapid pulse on my throat. "And this?" His voice dropped further, dark with promise. "This pulse? It races for me. Every.single.beat. Mine." His hand glided down, stopping over my heart. "And this?" His finger tapped against it "this heart? Every. Damn. Beat. For. Me. These breaths? Mine. Your entire fucking existence?" His grip tightened. "Mine." I shivered. His arms locked around my waist. He leaned in, his lips hovering over mine. "Whose man am I?" My breath hitched. "Whose. Man. Am. I. Mi alma?" "M-mine." I whispered. "Good. Remember that. And learn to hold on to what's already yours. Trust us. Not the lies they feed you." ___ Two souls. Two scars. Different worlds. But fate had other plans. When destinies intertwine through an unwanted bond, will love bloom, or will they burn each other down?

★•°•. Soft Romance .•°•★ "I ALWAYS LOVED YOU !!!", I shouted. Okay I need to stay calm. "Ananya, you are not burden on me. You are my wife and love of my life, how can you be a burden for me huh?", I said calmly while looking straight into her drown worthy eyes, while my hand cupped her cheeks. "You love me ???", she asked, her voice a low whisper as if fearing what if someone hear and cast an evil eye. Her eyes looked at me with longing exptessions and I couldn't hold back anymore and confessed. I nodded while my heart beated loudly behind my ribcage as I confessed, "Yes, my Ananya. I love you." "S-since when?", she stuttered, her eyes looking deeply in my eyes, trying to search unsaid words. I can't answer her this question but I can't even hide this life time... can I ? She again asked, "Since when you l-love me niv?" "Six years", I replied. There was a breathless silence. .............•°○●○°•.•°○●○°•.•°○●○°•............. AGNIV SINGH SHEKHAWAT CEO, Not some cold hearted but soft hearted person who fall in love at first sight with HIS AANYA, but before he could confess he got to know she was getting married and now he live with her memories and wait for her one glace at the same tea shop where he gave his heart to her. He is soft like flower untill you provoke his devil side by harming his beloved ones. ANANYA MITTAL Once a sunshine girl but now heartbroken, like every reader she too had dreams to get her fictional men but her all hope shattered when her husband turn out to be alcoholic and a drug supplier who torment her to no extent. Now she is only alive for her parent's sake and desperately want someone to take out her from this misery. Will life give second chance to Agniv? Will Ananya meet her savior? To know more, read my first ever story 'Agniv's Aanya : his love' . ♡Tropes♡ •Sunshine MML × Broken FML •Love at first sight •He fall first and harder •If not her then no

A headline they never expected, a wedding they never planned, and families a little too eager to make it real. Shubman and Sara thought they had control over their lives-until the world decided otherwise. #1 in shubsara on april 13, 2025 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for entertainment purposes. I do not own any real-life personalities mentioned. Any resemblance to actual events is purely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be copied, distributed, or reproduced without permission.

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Both the Roy and Kumar families had a very old friendship. Besides, the business was also the same. Both the families lived exactly like one family. 'Abhimanyu Roy', the uncrowned king of the business world and 'Shravani Kumar', the elder daughter of the Kumar family and Abhimanyu's childhood friend. Or we can say that both were best friends. But due to some misunderstandings in the past, Shravani walks away from Abhimanyu's life as well as everyone else. She started hating Abhimanyu. But six years later, she has returned to her home but her hatred for Abhimanyu has still not diminished. On the other hand, unaware of all this, both their families want them to marry each other and convert this family friendship into kinship. So what will happen when their paths cross again, at the same turn? And what happened in the past, due to which their beautiful relationship turned into hatred? All rights reserved by me @Satyanshi_Sinha