Season 1 padh ke aao phele

(fanfiction continued story) **Ranked 1st in #Yehdilmera ** A Novel Inspired by the Characters of Amaan & Noor ul Ain ------- A fanfiction story inspired by original pakistani drama Yeh Dil Mera featuring Sajal Aly & Ahad Raza Mir exploring the uncontinued + unresolved and emotional depths of the original with new twists to the story.

There are three students in a college. Two of them are boys, and they are best friends. On the other hand, there is a girl who wants to fulfil her dreams in the city of Mumbai by studying in the city's most popular and best college. She has very big dreams and doesn't give a damn to people who back bitch about her. What will happen when she enters the college and will meet those two boys? Ready to find out? Disclaimer: My stories are completely from my imagination, and I don't want to hurt any emotions and feelings of others. HAPPY READING 📚 😊. [◇ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒔. 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕'𝒔 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 - @𝒃𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒚𝒂.𝒍𝒖𝒗 ◇]. 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖! 𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈❤️

Arjun Rathore X Anjana Sharma I was about to head home, getting done with the last bit atlast. Well that was exhausting but we did it! It was going to be a rainy night as I anticipated, looking out through the window of my workplace. But I forgot my umbrella. Great :( Just I was cursing myself, I heard someone mumbling something under their breath. At first, I thought it was Anita, the annoying HR and the one whom I despised the most. But when I raised my head, I realize that I was mistaken. It was not her but 'him.' His eyes were nowhere else but looking or more of, fixated at me. And that made my heart race. Arjun Rathore. The CEO of Rooh Publications and the one who made me feel this way. No one else but him. I was trying my best to remain neutral but my rapid heartbeats made it difficult for me to focus. I did not want to embarrass myself, and that too infront of him. He was walking towards me and I felt my breath hitching, gulping my saliva down my throat. He placed his hand on my waist and his touch, soft but also firm sent shivers down my back. I felt an electrified sensation of tension between us. I tried freeing myself but failed as he asserted his dominance over me by pulling me even closer, our noses brushing against each other and our lips barely an inch apart. I wanted to speak, but I couldn't. He was constantly looking at me and by my reaction to this proximity of ours, I am sure he was enjoying every moment of this as I noticed a smirk curling at the corner of his lips, eyes conveying mischief. He never looked at me this way before. I wonder what has changed. But I liked it. He leaned in, his breath tingling on the nape of my neck. My heart skipped a beat. He moved away a little, his hand caressing my cheek. "You are a part of my soul Anjana." I looked at him, confused. "What are you saying Sir?" Author: "Well we are gonna find what's all that about very soon 👀"

This story and account shares shayari and poetry of mesmerising events in a ghalib's life: full of love, heartbreak, happiness and life lessons. It takes you on a journey of beautiful shayari's and poetries that give a feeling of overwhelming. Also explores the point of views and famous works of many ghalib's like Mirza Ghalib , Iqbal etc .. in romanised urdu. I hope it brings a smile and share poetry that can be remembered for life.

Here's the beginning of a love novel in Romanised Urdu, featuring a lead character inspired by Talha Ahmed inspired from Meem Se Mohabbat - a deep, poetic, emotionally complex male lead who is intelligent, spiritually inclined, and quietly intense. The novel will be rich in emotions, inner monologues, poetic reflections, and slow-burn romance.

I don't really see a lot of these out here, so I started up my very own book! Requests are open and it can be anyone from any of Junji Ito's stories and requests are welcome. You can request type of reader whether it be male, female, non-binary, etc. The characters included and art do not belong to me but go out to the rightful owners and Junji Ito himself.

Navya Srivastava X Rajveer Agnihotri As I begin taking my steps forward to exit the room with my suitcase which was no longer mine, I feel the tight grasp of his hands on my wrist. I turn my head back and it is when I notice the tears in his eyes. He was crying? I couldn't believe it. It was the first time I had ever seen him in such a vulnerable state. And that too, for me? I try to push his hands away, attempting to free my wrist but his grip remains firm. "Leave me. I can't be here a second longer with you." His eyes red and filled with tears meet mine filled with tears. "Don't leave me. Please don't. I can't live without you 'Wildflower'." He calls me that, his 'Wildflower' and I feel something in my heart. As I try to open my mouth for a response, I feel my heart stinging against its walls. "You cheated on me Rajveer. You deceived me and broke my trust. How do you expect me to forget everything and pretend like it was nothing?" He lowers his head and after a while, I see his gaze locked with mine and what he said next shook my entire core. "I never cheated on you Navya. How could I when you had been the only one occupying my heart? I love you Wildflower."

This is a story of a couple of mafia who rules the whole NYC (New York City) but they are indian , on the other hand their is an innocent couple who are unaware of their ruling, fall in big trouble. Read the story to find out the rest of it

Akshita Agnihotri & Rudransh Singh Rathore As I try letting in the feeling of losing my father like it was the reality I was facing, I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn my head back and I see him. The one who made me fall for him and which was also the biggest mistake I had ever made in my almost perfect life with no mistakes. Almost. "I am here for you Akshita," he tries assuring me with tears in his eyes. I turn away from him, not wanting to meet his gaze. "Why are you here Rudransh?" I ask bluntly. I shrug my shoulder and let out a sigh of relief as his hand was no longer there. I sense him breathing a sigh but I think of paying no heed to it. "Because...." I hear him but I still don't turn my head towards him. "I want to be with you." He says this and my entire core feels shaking. I turn towards him, lifting my head to meet his gaze and he holds my hands, bringing it closer to his face. "What did you say?" I question him almost instantly. "I can't be away from you," he replies quickly.