Arjun Malhotra, a lethal batsman, gold mine for paparazzi, and the true heartthrob of the country. Kiara Singh, a Judge, and your next-door girl. They meet in the worst possible scenario. He is accused of match-fixing and she holds his future in her hands. His heart starts to melt and her walls begin to shatter. Can their love story be possible with heartbreaking past, misunderstandings, and the constant threat of paparazzi? Join the journey of Arjun and Kiara, from a Judge and accused to soul mates, maybe? ----------- One of the 4 books selected by Wattpad India to enjoy this IPL season in cricket reading list. Also, amongst Wattapd India's top Virat Kohli Fan-fiction reading list. -------------- Highest rankings- 2 in Indian 1 in manan 2 in Bollywood 3 in cricket

Book 1 under Raghuvanshi series #Raghuvanshi Series Prologue " Who are you??", He asked her, trapping her against the bathroom wall. " What are you talking about? I am Tara, your wife, mother of your children. Did you have memory loss or something??"She asked, trying to behave normally. " Are you still going to lie?? Even after what happened last week??"He asked her with fire in his eyes. " What happened last week?? We just spent a night together, that's it. It's normal between husband and wife", She said nervously. She felt her face turning red thinking about what happened last week. He got more angrily at her. He pulled her towards himself, making their chests collide. " Ohh really.....You are my wife?? Mother of my children?? Then why were you a virgin until I took your virginity last week??"He asked angrily. She was shocked to hear him. She never thought he would remember everything about that night. He was very drunk that night after attending his office party. " You thought I wouldn't remember everything about that night, right?? So let me tell you sweetheart, I remembered each and everything which happened that night between us,how I made you scream my name the whole night....", He said, giving an open mouth kiss near her lips. Full story will be available on stck......

It all started with her love letters... Ayaan had no intention of knocking someone down on the road. He had no intention of reading her letters, 'love letters'. And never on the earth had he planned to fall for those letters, fall in love with her. ••• The book contain short chapters and collection of letters.

⋆𐔌𝐑𝐇𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐌𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ~ 𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤.ᐟ ₊ ꒱ For those who love, ❝she wanted to be someone's khawaish and not someone's need... unknown of the fact she was his everything❞ Kind of trope. ★ ────── · · ⋆.𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓶𝓪 -A simple middle-class girl, with a heart as pure as chasni and a tongue sharp as a scissor. She believed she had failed in everything she ever tried-whether it was friendship, being the perfect student, the ideal daughter, or winning the love of her crush. At just an 11th grader, she was already earning for her family by teaching younger kids. Balancing studies, responsibilities, and her own silent battles wasn't easy, yet she kept fighting. She was a - "Chahun mai ya na" girl. 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ───── 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝓞𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓲 ˙⋆. -Everyone saw him as nothing more than a rich, spoiled kid. But beneath those expensive jackets and that mask of a teasing smile, he carried scars he believed would never heal. What he craved wasn't wealth or admiration, but something far simpler - attention and love, feelings he had never truly known. He didn't long to be loved; he longed to feel loved. He was a - "tu jane na" boy. ⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣ ‧₊˚✧ She didn't buy her important biology notes cause she wanted to gift him something he can treasure forever on their last day. Unknown of how he didn't sleep for two months so that he can write all the notes for her, knowing how she never took things bought from someone else's money. "tumhe to sitare pasand nahi the..." she said teasingly, while sitting beside him. "tumse nahi mila tha kabhi" He replied staring in her eyes, hoping to see her smile she did.

It's a love story between a Professor and his Student. Vivaan Malhotra is Professor in Manipal University. He is 28 years old he choose to be a professor rather than taking over his dad's business. Aakriti Sharma is a student in Manipal University and Vivaan's student she is 22 years old. She is pursuing MBA in finance. It's a spicy college romance story between a professor and student where both are unaware about their feelings towards each other at initial after realising their sweet love story turns into spicy romantic love story.

"Dear sir, what if you actually do fall in love with me?" "Get back to work, Avi!!" She was his risky business. He was a story that she was sold to. **** This is to claim that this piece of fictional writing belongs to the Wattpad user, @yallsuckas under the protection provided by the app. All persons in the book are fictitious in nature. I gain no profits from this work and it is for entertainment purposes only.

Lost and insecure You found me, you found me Lyin' on the floor Surrounded, surrounded Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you? Just a little late You found me, you found me Why'd you have to wait To find me? To find me *** Patient Name: Aryan Singh Yuvraj Doctor Assigned: Dr. Kainat Kurian Diagnosis: Dissociative Identity Disorder Aryan Singh Yuvraj, a writer of stories. Kainat Kurian, a doctor of minds. When the Subconscious meets the Unconscious, a realisation occurs - a man's mind is more daunting than the demons it falls prey to. And a man's heart? ..... **** This is to claim that this piece of fictional writing belongs to the Wattpad user, @yallsuckas under the protection provided by the app. All persons in the book are fictitious in nature. I gain no profits from this work and it is for entertainment purposes only.

• Devil born to be evil could only be healed by an angel, his angel• She was an introverted, reserved girl. Pushing herself to high school with never got noticed by the crowd. It never seemed difficult. Neither was she a scholar nor was she in the category of bad ones. Obeying rules came easily. Learning new things never bothered her. She got decent grades in her studies but never bothered to participate in any other activities. He was fond of anything that had no concern with studies. He hated books, from football to boxing even excelling in dancing. He was excellent in everything, not even liking studies yet he managed to be the topper of the school. They were two polar apart! She was the definition of a good girl while he came under a bad one. She never got noticed, he could never be ignored. Kind was she! Rude was his nickname. Was any chance of these two colliding with one another? Pretty much yes! One competition, yes mere one competition and it changed their life.