Veer Mehra: A second year student. Passionate, Enthusiastic and playboy. Common words used for him. Despite of his playboy image he stood tall as dreamer and a charmer a good friend and a passionate person. What's missing? Love. A college heartthrob, player and biggest flirt. Has dated many but never lost his heart to someone. The place of the one person who he will love selflessly still remain vacant. A person who will become the centre of his world, his love, devotion and dream. . . . . . . Suhani Sharma: A first year student just started her college life. Sweet, Simple an normal middle class girl. With dreams so high and a passion to accomplish them and make her parents proud. With a goal in her life she moves forward to paas her college year in peace without any trouble. She is passionate, an amazing friend, kind, beautiful. What's missing? Love. An intelligent girl, with top grades and unwavering passion for sucess and a dream of beautiful life. But is love for her? Perhaps no. With dreams of her she is hell bend on avoiding any distraction... Specially a guy who is a flirt, unserious and has a reputation of a playboy. But is there anyone who is able to break away from red strings of love and fate? When love strikes it comes with hurdles, pain, regrets and longings. But no matter what we do how hard we try it is impossible to resist and defeat its temptation. Let us join the Journey of Veer and Suhani. A journey of their love, heartbreaks, regrets, happiness and unspoken longings.

For her, he is the light of her life. She never thought of leaving him. But unknowingly they got into a fight. He went out leaving her alone in the house. There was no message from him. She was gloomy, vulnerable, thinking about him. Suddenly, she got call from him after the big, nasty fight. Before she got a chance to speak, his deep, masculine voice rushed, "I know I hurt you a lot but, now, I want to meet you. I want a chance to prove myself. Please, come and meet me at our regular hangout. I will be waiting. Think before you come, though. If you come, i won't leave you... I hope you will come." With that he cut the call, not giving her a chance to voice her opinion. He waited for her to come. One hour passed. Two hours passed. But, she didn't come. No sign of her. Surely, she loves him a lot. But, why didn't she visit him? To know more, join in on the journey of Sanjay and Niharika's journey. Copyrights @niharika boddeda Please don't copy my work.

Premika's life is crumbling. Her career is stuck, her love life shattered, and every direction seems to close in on her. Just when she believes fate couldn't be crueler, she lands an internship at a prestigious multi-speciality hospital - one run by her old college rival. For the first time in years, Premika feels like she's found her footing again... until a forgotten relic from her past surfaces. Her 'personal diary', filled with confessions from her college days, accidentally falls into the hands of the very man who despises her most. Now, he knows her secrets. Now, he wants revenge. As he uses her own words to tighten the noose around her, Premika's world spirals further out of control. With her career, dignity, and sanity at stake, she must fight harder than ever. 💔 Will she find the strength to resist him? ⚡ Or will her darkest confession destroy everything she has left?

Ishaan Singh Rathore × Aviya Mehra The monitor in front of the cyber officer glowed, displaying every detail they had been chasing for months. "We've got the complete data, ma'am. All their hidden bank accounts-with every black money transaction," the officer confirmed, eyes on the screen. Ramesh Sharma-one of the most powerful political figures. Protected for years despite countless crime charges. But this time, he had gone too far. And Aviya Mehra was determined to bring him down. "Make two hard copies and two soft. Send everything to me once done," she instructed. The officer nodded, already moving. With the job nearly complete, Aviya stepped into the night, exhaustion weighing her down. Just as she reached her car, her phone buzzed. Ishaan 🐒🦍👽 She sighed and answered. "Avyu, where are you?" he asked, concern lacing his voice. "Outside the cyber station. Got the final evidence. Heading back now," she replied, starting the car and connecting to Bluetooth. "Are you alone?" "Yeah. I'll be with you soon," she said, trying to sound light despite the heaviness in her chest. "Wait, I'll come get you. It's not safe." "No need. Just stay on call," she replied firmly. He sighed and began talking about his day. His voice brought her comfort. But on the highway, something felt... wrong. Too still. Too quiet. "Aviya!" Ishaan's voice suddenly yelled. A truck. Speeding. Blinding headlights. "Ishaan... I love you," she whispered. His panicked voice echoed-then, silence. And everything went black. Hostel Hearts is a story of pain and healing, of stolen moments and silent promises. A love born in chaos. And a past that refuses to stay buried. What will happen when the history will be repeated of recreated? 3rd in #memoryloss 2nd in #memoryloss Starting - 10-06-2025 Ending - ___________

Raghuvanshi the name is enough for normal people to bow their head with respect Raghuvanshi family is one of the most respected and powerful family ....... They are the rulers of Bussiness Politics and underworld Three words to define them Power, Money and Danger and their current heirs aren't less than devils let's see what happens when these devils get angels as their wives.... will the girls be able to change them and their family...... stay tuned 😉😉

Twenty-year-old Bhavika was abandoned by her parents when she was just ten. Haunted by a traumatic past, she is now trying to rebuild her life and move forward. Meanwhile, the Malhotra family has just moved into the building opposite hers. Will Bhavika discover the truth about her real family? And more importantly, will she ever learn to trust again?

He was the king of his world having everything just by the flick of his fingers. He had every reason to smile but that was not his nature. She was the princess of her family. She had every reason to cry but had this beautiful smile covering her lips. ----------------------- He is Randhir Ahlawat. The eldest son of the family and the person who had all the family's assets under his name. The things which matter to him in this world are him being on the top, him being in control, and his family's happiness. Whenever he likes something he grabs it, whenever he loves something he makes sure it stays with him forever if not he destroys it completely not letting anybody else have it as well. He doesn't wanna love any girl in his life because he thinks they don't deserve it. Kimaya Maan, the only child of her parents being immensely pampered and hurt by the people she loves the most but still is having no complaints. A girl with trust issues and a very pure heart which she is scared of showing to the world. His eyes fell on her and he immediately knows she was meant to be his. Love was not something he did but there was this likeness he had for her immediately. His family was scared of his love and he never wanted to fall in love with her neither did he want to let her go. He wanted her to stay with him in his darkness as his Queen.

• 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.

"You disgust me." "Funny, you're the one living off my money, paying with your body. Don't talk to me about disgust." Her chest tightened as his words sank in, sharp as knives. "Have some shame" she tried to form a response...trying to save a little dignity she had . "Like you have left any ?" he murmured, his voice like smoke , as he stared down at her lying beneath him with no clothes . There's no escaping -no running from the fire they've started. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and is my original creation. Please do not copy, translate, repost, or adapt any part of it without explicit written permission. Plagiarism or unauthorized use of this content is strictly prohibited and may lead to action. Let's respect each other's creativity. Thank you for understanding. A Gentle Note for New Readers 🌿 Some moments are best experienced firsthand - not through a comment or a message thread. There might be spoilers tucked away in the message board or replies. If you're just starting the story, maybe tiptoe around those for now ✨ Let the story unfold the way it was meant to - one surprise at a time ♡ 1st in #heavy-angst 6th in #forcedmarriage 7th in #abusivehusband 28th in #angst 26th in #desi