-A collection of Short Stories- 99.9% desi!!!! Forbidden love - Raabta || Atharv x Divya [Completed] Military Romance - Aashiqui || Aditya x Siya [Completed] Office Romance - Ishq || Ekansh x Priya [Completed] ___________________◉___________________ Aao sath milke inki love story padhte hai!

-A collection of Short Stories- 99.9% desi!!!! Brother's best friend - Dilkashi || Hriday x Kritika [Completed] Workplace Romance - Deewangi || Angad x Aradhya [Completed] Reverse Age-gap - Dillagi || Daniel x Amayah [On-going] ___________________◉___________________ Aao sath milke inki love story padhte hai!

𝗦𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗗𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗮𝗿-𝗲-𝗗𝗶𝗹~ 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗺 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 Iztiraar-e-Dil Completed Soz-e-Dil Completed Fareib-e-Dil Upcoming Read the contents for more details. Pictures and some quotes DO NOT belong to me and the copyright goes to the original people.

SHORT STORY COLLECTION 🦢🌸🪞🌟 A rollercoaster of emotions, happiness, love, heartbreak, sadness, joy and many more. •Inayat •Qurbat •Shiddat •Nazakat •Darmiyaan

COMPLETED! Bondita is 19 and starting her college in Kolkata. The founder and headmaster of the college is her Patibabu himself. She faces a tough time keeping it a secret from her classmates. Experiencing new friendships and emotions, would she able to stop herself from falling in love?

˙⋆✮ 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅. ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── "Bataiye, kon hai hum aapke?" she cried, broken. In two strides he reached her, grabbed her arm, and turned her around sharply, pulling her into his arms. His arms locked around her trembling body as if he'd never let her go. "Jaan ho tum meri," He whispered harshly against her hair, hugging her tighter as she wept into his chest. *************** Three fucking years since she left. And yet, it feels like yesterday. I didn't stop her. I watched her pack. Silent. Cold. Pretending like I didn't care. Like her walking out of the door wasn't tearing something apart inside me. Maybe I thought if I didn't beg, if I didn't plead, I'd come off stronger. But all I did was let the only woman I ever loved slip through my fingers. And every goddamn day since, I've been living with that choice.

This story carries the nostalgia, the friendship warmth, the first heartbreak ache, and that magical feeling of being young and not knowing how big those little moments were. We're talking classroom crushes, last bench laughs, firsts that stay forever, and love stories that begin with friendship, mischief, and shared secrets. Before the heartbreaks, Before the confessions, There was friendship. Shared benches. Inside jokes. First crushes. And love stories that bloomed between attendance calls and farewell parties. It's a school year filled with :- •Best friends falling without realising . •Enemies stealing glances . •First heartbreaks you never really recover from . • And memories that stay, long after the last bell rings. A story about the kind of love that's awkward, innocent, unforgettable. 🦋 Because sometimes, the slowest burns leave the longest warmth. "This isn't just their school year. It's the one they'll never stop talking about." They didn't mean to fall in love but oh, they did. Slowly. Stupidly. Softly. 💬 This is the kind of love you remember after school ends. 💌 A multicouple, slowburn rom-com that smells like old textbooks, teenage heartbreaks, and the best kind of first. Tension-filled friendships Academic rivals turned lovers Banter. Burn. And best friends who never saw it coming

This is a series of Oneshots on my comfort characters, Dr.Asfandyar and Dr.Zubia from Yakeen ka safar. Hope you all enjoy!

Dr Asfandyar and Dr Zubiya- two broken souls; broken by reasons much bigger than themselves. How can he heal? How can she become whole again? In healing the other, will they find their own redemption? A series inspired by the glorious works of Farhat Ishtiyaq and the marvellous characters created by her, her sublime stories and her poetic prose.

"I don't want or need a bodyguard." "Too bad, Princess. I'm not leaving." ------- For twelve years, Azmira has known only one life-the cold, ruthless streets of London, where survival comes before everything else. Trapped in a gang that raised her, she has been conditioned to steal, fight, and obey without question. But the truth? She was never one of them. Kidnapped as a child and forced into a world of crime, Azmira learned to survive-never to trust, never to love. When a mission goes wrong, she gets caught. But when the police dig into her past, they uncover the unthinkable. She has no legal identity. No real guardians. And a single DNA test changes everything. She isn't just a nameless girl. She is Azmira Ahmed Khan-daughter of the powerful Khan family of Pakistan, who lost her twelve years ago. Now, forced to return to a family she doesn't remember, Azmira is surrounded by warmth she doesn't know how to accept. Where they are open, she is guarded. Where they love, she pushes away. The Khan family is desperate to reclaim her, but she is still a girl raised in darkness. A girl haunted by a past that refuses to let go. Her parents assign her a bodyguard for protection. Zavian Raheel. Ex-military. Unshakable. And the one man she cannot stand. He treats her like a mission, not a person. He doesn't care about her walls, her anger, or the scars she refuses to talk about. But the more she fights him, the more he refuses to back down. And when the past she tried to escape comes hunting, Zavian is the only one standing between her and the life that nearly destroyed her. She never believed in love. Never trusted it. But maybe love isn't about belief. Maybe it's about trusting someone to catch you when you fall. And trust? That's the one thing she never learned.