What happens when two people with similar yet different personalities meet? Aryan is the kind of presence that lights up a room, effortlessly charming, quick with a joke, and someone who wears love like a favorite hoodie, unashamed and warm. Ayushi, in contrast, is quiet grace, measured, introspective, and someone who tucks her emotions away as neatly as the pages of her well-loved books. They are not opposites, nor are they reflections of each other. They exist in a delicate in-between, similar enough to understand, different enough to surprise. And perhaps that is where the magic begins. Their story does not hurry. It unfolds gently through lingering glances, silly arguments, shared silences, and late-night conversations that linger long after the words run out. When their worlds begin to align, it is not through dramatic declarations or sweeping gestures. It is through soft laughter, a stolen glance, and the quiet kind of connection that tiptoes in and stays. What begins as playful banter slowly blossoms into something tender and grounding, a kind of love that does not seek attention but becomes the safest place to land.

Jenifer Martin, a girl from California. A girl with a beautiful and the kindest heart. She has a superb business degree. But alas, sometimes bad things happen to good people. Her boyfriend of three years cheated on her with her only best friend since childhood. Damian Wilson, CEO of Wilson Clothing. He is handsome, he is super intelligent for the business world. Lives in New York City. He believes in love, but haven't found yet. He has one night stands just for his distraction though. A girl from California and guy from New York. How these two will meet? Maybe she will work for him or maybe not? Stay tuned to find out more about these two souls! Love, Anushka💛 Ranks:- #45 in nyc out of 1.56k stories. #4 in romance out of 1.95k stories PS- Current cover made by @_navyblueee_ Date:26/03/22

"I wish I had never met you!" Deepika's voice echoed across the classroom, each word a dagger to my heart. "Excellent! At least we finally agree on something!" I fired back, even as a tear betrayed the storm of emotions within me. With those final, stinging words, Deepika stormed out, leaving a heavy silence in her wake. The classroom felt like a graveyard, and I stood there, rooted to the spot, desperately wishing I could chase after her and demand the truth. Maybe letting her go was the right choice. Perhaps this is meant to be my unfinished love story, a tale of what-ifs and almosts. ✨ No Deepika. This can't be his bike. Not Arjun's. But I couldn't deny what I saw-the familiar brown Royal Enfield, now twisted and crushed. My heart hammered as I circled around, hoping, praying it wasn't true, until my gaze landed on the number plate: TN56 0809. Arjun's bike. Deepika! Stop imagining things! Arjun would be fine! I felt the world shift, the noise around me blurring into a single, deafening hum. Ambulance and police sirens echoed, and a stranger's voice broke through: "Two boys. Spot dead. College students." I clutched my chest, gasping for air as reality slammed into me. "Arjun..." I whispered, barely holding myself together. Tears stung my face as I sank beside the wreck. "No, Please, No!" My voice cracked as the weight of regret settled in, suffocating me. ✨ Ex-Crush: More than just a crush, but a little less than love. ✨ Arjun and Deepika were hopelessly in love-only they never realized it. Will they find their way to each other, or will their love story remain forever unfinished? ✨ Join Arjun and Deepika on a journey back to those dreamy college days-days where every moment felt eternal, love was unspoken yet ever present, where friendship bloomed like wildflowers, offering a sanctuary from the harsh winds of reality. Come, wander with them through the corridors of college days, where the echoes of laughter still linger. (Comp

She is sweet and kind. He is rude and arrogant. She loves talking. He finds solace in silence. She is clumsy and fun loving. He is cold and reserved. She is beautiful. He is ruggedly handsome. She is his princess. He is her devil. Kiara Sharma and Arjun Singhania are two opposite ends of a pole. Bound together by a marriage contract, these two hate each other. Or at least they think they do. Two very different people under the same roof- Chaos are bound to happen. Let's see if they survive this or end up killing each other. Seems like the devil has finally found his match and that too in the form of an angel. A story where the devil finally meets his angel.

He pounded on my silence like it was a door I'd locked on purpose. "Why weren't you picking up my calls?" Neil hissed, fingers digging into my shoulders. "Answer me, damn it." I shook him off. "Why do you care? I don't owe you anything. Back off." "Who are you to me?" he roared and the night held its breath. "Neil, please," I whispered, heat climbing my throat. "You'll wake everyone. If someone sees you here, I'm finished." He only chuckled. One tug, and my back hit his chest. His arms caged me, his breath warm at my neck. I wasn't used to being held like that; it felt too close, too dangerous. "Angel," he murmured, "let me apologize. If you won't listen, I'll shout until every light on this street turns on. Think about your neighbors, what they'll say when they see us like this. You know they live to talk." I knew it too well. But I also knew myself. My name is Ayesha Raichand. I'm twenty, loud when it counts and laughing when I can, with a dream sharp enough to cut through the dark: I will be a lawyer, and I will fight for justice. But there's a past I don't speak of, the kind that leaves fingerprints on your future. Neil Malhotra is twenty-four, all edges and ambition. Arrogant. Stone-hearted. A man who treats love like a game he always wins until he meets the one rule he can't bend. When our worlds collide, sparks fly, some warm, some scorching. Is there a way to build something real out of our ruin and rage? Or will destiny write us into each other's lives only to tear us out again? This is our story-messy, magnetic, and impossible to ignore.

This book contains triggering things like stalking, I don't know what I was thing while writing this. And I was a stupid teenager. Sorry for that! Please continue if you like it! "Priya, he is a good guy trust me. Also he is having a great background. His parents are good too. They all live in America and he lives in Delhi. Listen to me Priya he is a great guy and agree to this alliance." Pleaded my mom. "Okay mom your wish." I said and I really dont know whether this decision of mine is right or wrong. But I am decided......... ****** "Look Abhay she is the girl I want you to marry. Listen to me bacha she is really good. I personally met her. She is a good match for you." My mom said. "Then what about Diya mom? Will she accept Diya.?" I asked. "Dont worry about her. I will take care of everything." Saying this my mom left my room. I sighed and thought another headache is coming. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ •••••••••••••••••••••••••••♡•••••••••••••••••••••••• This is a story of a couple. For world they are perfect but in reality are they? Are they really a happy couple? Is Abhay that kind and generous? Who is Diya? To know more come join their journey of love and marriage and watch their fun, love, romance a bit of violence, and craziness... ©All Rights Reserved

Meet swetha.. Simple girl who only wanted onething in her life. A loving husband. She is well known in her locality and relatives for being rejected in number of marriage proposals. When she finally thought she got her loving husband, fate laughed at her. Just go through CAN I GET HIS LOVE? To know how her fate leads to. 'CAUTION: THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR THOSE WHO CANT TOLERATE ERRORS IN ENGLISH' #4 in painful on 22/7/2019 #3 in painful on 24/7/2019 #2 in painful on 4/8/2019 #1 in painful on 6/8/2019 #1 in hate on 9/12/2019 #1 in marriage on 9/12/2019 #1 in anger on 9/12/2019

"What the hell??" I shouted watching him standing at the door all smirking "Won't you invite me inside?" He asked me with a smirk dancing on lips I am about to bang the door on his face and stopped on track listening to my brother "Mr. Kohli what a surprise please welcome", my brother invited him into the house saying 'sorry' for my act He entered the house not taking his eyes of me which made me gulp the lump in my throat and many questions raising in my head.. Who is he? Why is he behind me? Join the Journey of two people who fought many battles in their past, faced struggles and trying to find their missing pieces.... Blessed with an absolutely unexpected miracle which made them together. Now all they should do is balance their stubbornness, confusion and differences to take Every step Together....

She is calm He is the storm She is beauty He is the beast She is the angel... He is the king of hell... Arjun Sinha, a man who is passionate, merciless, devil at the same time 'the perfect good boy' every girl desires.. he is the epitome of devil with a good heart and dark secrets. Aranya Mehta, a sweet natured, calm and composed person. A heart of like angel's and a beauty like godess, she is 'the perfect girl' every guy wants. They shared a beautiful past which ended in a disastrous way! She was chased by demons, and he was caged by them.. will he able to protect his angel? Or leave her to be feasted by the monsters? Join the journey of Arjun Sinha and Aranya Mehta.. to know more... NOTE:- this my first ever book and need some editing and some mistakes are there so... Warning initially itself! ©All Rights Reserved

Radhika was never into the world of jewellery and dressing, she was concerned about her business suites and the professional pumps she put on for her meetings. The wedding rituals were as per their parent's concern and Radhika was like a moving mannequin dressed up in the heavy lehengas and diamond studded jewellery. Rihaan does the same. He was more like a male model wearing the Shervani and faking a smile at every click of the photographer. It was not like they don't like each other but the fact is that they never loved each other. They used to live in an aloof world of their own though there were people around them. It's the destiny that made them together and tied them in a knot of the wedding . We will see their life after the wedding in my story. Note: Not at all proof read. Scribbled without a single reading so, ignore the typos.