💋 Kiss The Enemy Goodbye She was the girl I couldn't stand. The loudmouth who challenged every word I said, who turned every class debate into a battlefield. Jayjay - the girl with too much pride, too many comebacks, and a fire in her eyes that made it impossible to look away. We were rivals. Enemies. The type of duo teachers separated because we couldn't go five minutes without arguing. But one night... everything changed. A stupid bet. A stolen moment. A kiss that was never supposed to happen. And suddenly, hate didn't feel like hate anymore. We went from enemies to lovers - to high school sweethearts who swore we'd make it. But life doesn't care about promises. Now, years later, we're strangers pretending not to remember what we lost. Except fate isn't done with us. Because she's back - in my office, wearing a smile sharp enough to kill, and an offer I can't refuse. Jayjay. My enemy. My ex. My new business partner. Same spark. Same danger. And maybe... one last kiss to finish what we started. ✨ A Jayfer fanfic inspired by "Ang Mutya ng Section-E." A story about rivalry, love, heartbreak, and the kind of connection that always finds its way back - no matter how much you try to forget. A collab between Studentgirl12345 & Andrea51923

#2 in Top 10 in India on (9/4/26) #1 in Top 10 in India on (12/4/26) Myra sharma had heard his name before she ever saw his face. Armaan Brar. The President of Chandigarh National University. Final-year Political Science student. RSVP's rising youth face. The boy professors avoid. The one students don't look in the eye. The one whose footsteps are enough to silence a corridor. They say he once pulled a gun on campus. They say he wins elections the way he wins fights... ruthlessly. They say crossing him is a mistake you don't repeat twice. And she believes every freaking word. She's just a first-year B.Com student. From a Middle class family, She left Lucknow with dreams in her suitcase. Chandigarh National University was her dream. Her fresh start. Her escape. Living alone in a new city wasn't easy but she was determined. Far away from politics, power, and people like him. Her only goal? Stay invisible, don't get noticed by bullies in college.. But Armaan Brar notices her. And that's where the problem begins. And Armaan Brar has never been gentle about what he wants. Tropes:- - Desi punjabi munda x Innocent hindu girl - college president x simple student - first love - rich guy x middle class girl - 5 years age gap (don't judge my book with this description there is a lot more about Armaan and Myra, give it a chance please...it's my first story.)

"Do lafzon ki hai Dil ki Kahani Ya hai Mohabbat, Ya hai Jawaani" This is how Anuradha Pathak would describe her relationship with Derek D'Souza. After the college ended, neither Anuradha heard anything from Derek nor he ever called. Anuradha started living with her brother Anirudh Pathak post his divorce from his wife, Maya. Anuradha took care of Raghav when Anirudh was busy with his office works but he always found time for his son and his sister. A tragedy happened which forced Anuradha, Anirudh and Maya to take a trip down the memory lane. Anuradha had to face her past love again. How will she cope with this?

𝘈 𝘋𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘩𝘢𝘳 𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 She woke up on cold concrete. No memories. No voice. No name. One moment, she was a nineteen-year-old girl in 2025 Tamil Nadu. Next, she was bleeding in a dark alley in 2005 Karachi, with no idea how she got there or who she even was. She must learn to survive in a world of violence, politics, and dangerous men. But something is wrong. Not just with her missing memories. Something deeper. Something darker. A feeling she can't shake. A dread that wakes her at night. Flashes of things that haven't happened yet. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘵. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵. And time is running out. The problem? She's voiceless, nameless, and trapped in a house full of secrets. And then there's Hamza. The man with dark eyes and darker secrets. The one who watches her like she matters. The one who whispers: "You rise from darkness. You bloom anyway." He speaks as if he loves her. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦. What she doesn't know: ↳ Hamza isn't who he claims to be ↳ His marriage is part of a dangerous game ↳ The lies he tells might be the only thing keeping her alive What he doesn't know: ↳ She's not from this time ↳ Her nightmares are warnings ↳ Some fires can't be controlled once lit In a world of spies and gangsters, where loyalties shift like sand, and love is just another weapon. She can't save everyone. But she can make them pay.

Damon and Elena Salvatore have been happily married for seventeen years, with three beautiful children. They live in Mystic Falls at the boarding house along with Caroline and Stefan Salvatore (and their daughter). But seventeen years is way too long to be perfectly happy in Mystic Falls, isn't it ? There always has to be a "bump", as Damon puts it ! So here's the "bump" ! Of course, before the bump (actually, more like mountain), there will be a lot of Delena and a little Steroline and Benzo, and some new ships with the new Salvatore generation (I don't own any characters apart from Amber, Adam, Heather, Jasmine, Hayley Lockwood, Thomas Lockwood, Gabriel Dunnell, Lina Williams, Christian White and Jennifer). All the credit goes to L.J Smith, Julie Plec and Kevin Williamson.

This is a collection of oneshots I would write on Saiyaara because apparently, 2 hours 30 minutes of movie, 7 songs, and endless edits on them are not enough.

She's the queen of North Shore. He's the drummer who never remembers homework. 2006: pink flip-phones, garage bands, fake halos. When Regina George gets paired with Rodrick Heffley for a biology project, her perfect world collides with chipped-nail chaos - and somewhere between frog dissections and house parties, something starts to burn. A slow-burn enemies-to-lovers story about control, noise, and the people who ruin our symmetry.

Ira Verma never imagined her new job would land her inside the cold, echoing walls of the Rathore estate-a mansion guarded by silence, secrets, and the brooding presence of the man she's been hired to care for. Devraj Singh Rathore, heir to one of the most powerful families in India, is feared by many and understood by none. Bound to a wheelchair after a brutal attack, he shows no emotion, no warmth... and certainly no interest in the woman tending to him. At least, that's what Ira believes. What she doesn't know is that behind his still gaze lies a storm-dark, obsessive, and dangerously fixated on her. He watches when she's not looking, collects pieces of her she never gave, and burns with jealousy every time his younger brother dares to flirt with her. But Ira has a life outside this mansion. A fiancé her family chose. A future she thought she wanted. Devraj is done pretending. And when obsession begins to crack through restraint, Ira must face a chilling truth: You can only run so far... when the one who craves you is already inside your world.

When Rodrick Heffley gets expelled and lands at North Shore High, the last thing he expects is Regina George: heels, pink, and perfectly sharpened attitude. After his failed attempts with Heather, he swears he's done with drama queens. But when a Halloween party gets a little too wild... will he really be able to stay away? Enemies to lovers · High school AU · Bad boy × Queen bee · Halloween party chaos

At North Shore High, chaos meets couture when Regina George, the untouchable queen bee, crosses paths with Rodrick Heffley, a grungy drummer who thinks eyeliner counts as personality. What starts as playful mockery spirals into a full-blown battle of ego, charm, and accidental chemistry. Between student scandals, revenge plots, and late-night band practices, Regina finds herself intrigued by the one boy too shameless to fear her. Rodrick? He's a goner, hopelessly simping for the girl who could destroy him with a smile.