On a quiet November night, with tears in eyes I (Ruchi) wrapped myself in a blanket of memories - mustard flowers, navy blue sky, the smell of summer air, shared laughter and a boy who appeared like sunshine in human form. But when he walked into her life with sparkling eyes and a bunch of mustard flowers, he didn't just sit beside her in class - he stole her peace, her curiosity, her jealousy... and something far deeper. All she knew was that everything changed the moment he smiled. In a world full of noise, he spoke in silence. In a world of routines, he brought something unexpected - confusion, heartbeat, butterflies, fluttering teenage affection. And unknowingly, he became the part of her day she never wanted to end. But some stories don't unfold the way we hope. And then, just like that - he was gone. He walked away one day, not with promises or closure, but with a quiet step that echoed in my heart for years. And when he left, he didn't just take memories. He took a part of me - the softest part. The innocent, hopeful version who still believed love meant forever. Four years passed..... People, place, school, friends and everything changed. I grew, stepped into college. I stitched together all the parts of me he unknowingly scattered - and I told myself I was whole again. Until destiny, with its strange sense of timing, brought him back. And when our eyes met again, raw, unspoken, and trembling unfinished stories came rushing back. And suddenly, time folded in on itself like an old love letter - the kind you never send, but can never throw away. To the Boy with Mustard Flowers is a coming-of-age journey through awkward teenage years, loud silences, stolen glances, unfinished goodbyes, and the kind of love that leaves a mark even after it's gone. This isn't a perfect love story, But it's mine, And maybe, it'll be yours too.

𝑯𝒆'𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓... 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒏 ... ꧁༺༻꧂ 𝑹𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ 𝑯𝒆'𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕 "What happened why are you not talking to me"I said worried why he's not talking to me "Now my actions will speak more than words" he said while taking his belt off from his wardrobe "Y-you. what are you doing" I sutter looking at him and taking steps back He starts coming towards me goosebumps rises on my skin and I run from there While running my foot stumbles and I fell while he's taking slow steps towards me just some steps away from me I swallow hard I tries to stand up but when a force grabs my arms and with that he puts me on his shoulder "ahhhhhh" scream left from my mouth "Wrong place to scream cara mia I'll show you real place" he said huskily and start walking towards his room ~~••~~•𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 ~~••~~°

La vida cada vez se volvía más pesada, pero fue justo en el momento de no querer seguir más que, nos encontramos y sin saberlo tuve un motivo más para seguir viviendo.

An original, consuming slow-burn romantic series following Elara Leviathan's compelling inner dialogue. Love is not the center of this universe, but it is what brought Elara back to life. 'Sins Bleed Indigo' is not just a tale of love but family, union, and the heartbreaks of war. In a world where gods speak with their creation and realms bleed into one another, Elara is born with a soul too luminous for the shadows-and too fractured for the light. She is a healer of quiet strength-she's controlled by her mortal emotions while haunted with a realm torn by secrets, soul cycles, and ancient power. When immortal Orion, cruelly beautiful, and bound to the Underdark itself-rips Elara from her life, he claims it is destiny. He calls it love. But what he gives her is not salvation-it's a curse. Torn from everything she knows, Elara is thrust into a war of realms where truth is a weapon, and affection is a game the gods have mastered. As Orion pulls her deeper into his orbit, Elara begins to unravel the terrifying purpose behind her making... and the role she was never meant to play. But love, even divine, cannot bend a soul that longs to be free. Will Elara choose a different path? Will the demi-god who swore he would never kneel be left reaching for a mortal heart that no longer beats for him? A haunting fantasy of betrayal, rebirth, and the agony of love that may or may not last. -Disclaimer- I own all characters in the plot, do not copy without permission. If copyright is used to; use my work, characters, and/ or world building without permission, you will be subjected to the law.

‼️ This story is pure dark love, dark romance An inter religion book (Read only if you are comfortable) If you are stuck, depressed, need some zeal for life then my marriage series is for you! The story revolves around Pakistan, Islamabad No law says women's rights should be deprived in the name of religion nor in the world of men - Varun Awasthi If the world is full of charming men I'd still choose you - Faryal baloxch

╰┈➤ 𝒜 𝐹𝒶𝒾𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑒 ❀𝒻 𝐻𝑒𝓇 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓇 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝐻𝒾𝓈 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 In a world where love often hides in the shadows, two souls find solace in each other's embrace. Their connection is undeniable, but the circumstances surrounding them are anything but simple. With a secret marriage that binds them together, they navigate the challenges of their hidden relationship, battling societal expectations and personal demons. Will their love be strong enough to withstand the trials they face, or will the weight of their secrets tear them apart? Join them on a journey of passion, heartache, and the search for true belonging in a story where love knows no boundaries. (⁠๑⁠♡⁠⌓⁠♡⁠๑⁠) Tropes:- Sunshine x Grumpy Calm x Anger Secret marriage Age gap Princess Treatment Slow Burn Over Protective & Obsessed ML He fell first,she fell Harder By Author Rizz

When Myaara, a cheerful, ambitious student from India, lands her first big solo research internship in Europe, all she wants is to keep her grades high, her experiments clean, and her homesickness under control. But destiny - or maybe a very stubborn locked lab door - has other plans. Enter Minho: a sleepy, sweet-talking Korean intern with too many lab notebooks, zero sense of direction, and a smile that feels dangerously like home. Between vending machine chocolate milk, rooftop stargazing, all-night lab shifts, and messy city streets, what starts as two strangers sharing pipettes slowly unravels into a question neither of them expected to answer so soon... Two interns. One summer. A lifetime of 'what ifs. Will be uploading on Sundays and Thrusdays <3 Thanking for reading

Short Stories (That Make You Yearn Harder)- a collection of tender, heart-pulling tales meant to be read on the kind of winter nights when the world feels softer, quieter, and a little more magical. Wrapped in the cozy warmth of a duvet or the gentle crackle of a fireplace, these stories evoke the timeless charm of '90s Hallmark romances-gentle misunderstandings, slow-burn glances, near-miss confessions, and the quiet electricity of love that almost was, or might still be. Each story stands on its own yet carries the same nostalgic heartbeat: the ache of longing, the sweetness of connection, and the delicate beauty of moments suspended between "not yet" and "almost." This collection is for every reader who craves comfort, warmth, and the kind of love stories that linger long after the last page, tugging at the heart with soft, persistent yearning. (A lie) Just some short stories. It's just an attempt to write down the random scenes that come into my mind... (The truth) Stories will be set in India, and some colloquial language will be used. Ready for some Indian romance?

"Take my hand," he shouts, dropping his gun and extending his arm towards me. "Never in a million years," I snap, trying to steady myself as I feel my grip slowly slipping at the edge. "Look here, Solace, I'm trying to save your life, not asking you to marry me," he tries again. Knowing that I don't really have another option, I grab onto his arm, finding a foothold at last as he hauls me upwards. I bump into him and his arms snake around my waist, helping me regain my balance. "The word your brain is searching for is 'thank you'," an arrogant smirk forms on his lips. "You wish," I remark, trying to push past him. "Fine, just know you asked for it. I usually like repayment of my deeds," he says, before smashing his lips onto mine. -×- Clove Solace, a FBI surveillance investigator, is someone you don't wanna mess with. She's smart, short-tempered and a strategist, just about everything you can't handle. But that's before she meets Zach, a person she was totally not planning to bump into. Being the Head Field Agent of the case they're working on, he may not be very friendly but there are mysteries hiding under that quirky sense of humour we fall in love with. Sounds like your typical romance novel? Believe me, this is nothing like that. Just a crime thriller with a touch of angsty romance, as you discover the true sides of each person and slowly fall in love with the members of the team. But that's until everything goes wrong, and maybe all stories don't have a very happy ending. This one does though, and you'll see how. It's not a rule that agents are not supposed to engage in any romantic relationships while working on a case. However, it's not exactly something which the management department supports and as time passes, our partners in crime find it difficult to maintain their perfect reputation. Jealous best friends, sisters in love and an unknown spy? We've a long journey to embark on before this story gets over... (Status: On Hold) -×-