"𝑱𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒊 𝒂𝒖𝒓 𝒌𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒂 𝒗𝒐𝒉 𝑺𝒖𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒓 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒂. 𝑱𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒊 𝒂𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊 𝒌𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝒗𝒐𝒉 𝒑𝒚𝒂𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒓 𝒌𝒊𝒚𝒂." _______________________________ ✰ 𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐭𝐚: A bright student, expresses a unique blend of traits. An ambivert, making him a beloved friend. His outgoing nature drew people to him, while his responsible and caring side earned respect. His life is about to take an unexpected turn when someone unexpected entered his life. ✯✯✯✯✯✯✯✯ ✰ 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢 𝐊𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫: A vibrant student, radiated warmth and energy. Her playful and extroverted nature drew people to her, but beneath the surface, a sensitive soul beats. But behind the smile, a secret hid: A crush on someone from the past. Her father's job transfers had taken her to many places but her heart stayed at one place, one person for years. _______________________________ "Kaha hain voh? Dikh nhi rha." She asked as soon as she reached the football ground. Her eyes scanning the whole ground only to see him but he is nowhere to be found. (Where is he? I am not able to find him) "Kisse dhund rhi ho tum?" A voice behind her spoke, following her eyes. (Whom are you looking for?). "Mere Krish ko." She replied answered, unawared of who is standing behind her. (My Krish) "Tumhara krish?" "Ha mera kris-" she turned around the person and to her shock it was krish, or should we say her Krish, looking handsome as usual, is now staring directly in her eyes with a smile. The time seemed to be stopped for both of them as they stare in each other's eyes.

We were never supposed to marry, and our marriage was wrong because of many reasons but it didn't take him a single second before he shouted in front of the whole village and said that I am his wife and marry me in front of them. And I was just standing there like a statue because what could I have done when my own family is in different country and the person whom I was getting married ran away leaving me to get killed by the goons. He saved me when no one was there for me, when everyone was against me and wanted to kill me. He stood there like a rock and become my shield and my husband. And this is where our story of endless love and fight begins. And all of this just because we are from different religion and society will never accept our marriage and love. All of this started because of that tremendously awful day when it was announced that our country is getting divided into two parts and that we have to leave our country, my home where I was born and brought up. The partition of 1947 changed my life for forever. I am Noor and this is my story of Love and War with those whom I used to thought were my loved ones.

| Teenage romance book, the romance we all crave inside ya keh skte hai pehla pyaar | [#AVYAYXISHQI] (slow updates) Mohabbat ek ehsaas hai... aur kismat ek aisa khel jo us din shuru hua jab tumhari zindagi me woh aaya - school ka famous boxer, jise tum pehli nazar me hi "annoying" declare kar chuki thi. Woh tumhe chhedta, irritate karta, tumhare har baat ka ulta jawab deta- jaise tumhe tang karna uska full-time hobby ho. Aur tum? Tum har baar ignore karne ka natak karti, par uski stupid si smirk tumhari tabiiyat kharab kar deti. Tum dono bachpan ke dost nahi the. Ajeeb si situation me new friends bane, aur dheere-dheere ek-dusre ki life ka woh hissa jo kisi aur ko pata nahi tha. Woh - tough outside, soft inside, a boxer with fire in his fists and chaos in his heart... pehle gir gaya. Tumhari awkward smile pe, tumhare attitude pe, aur tumhare uss "shut up" wale moment pe jise dekhkar woh melt ho jaata tha. Aur tum? Tum tab girti ho jab realize karti ho ki jo ladka tumhe sabse zyada irritate karta tha, vah hi tumhara safest place ban chuka hai. He fell first. She fell harder. New friends → lovers Pretty × pretty annoying Jealousy, eye-contact fights, training ke baad uska tumhe dekhte hi soft ho jaana- sab kuch dosti se zyada ho chuka tha. 💔 THEIR STORY Ek aisi mohabbat jo cute bhi hai, chaotic bhi... rom-com bhi, aur dard-bhari bhi. Ek pyaar jiske beech society, fear, ego, heartbreak- sab kuch aa jaata hai. Will they survive this? Is this the end? Or are they written in destiny to find each other again? Let's find out together. Started: 4 June 2024 Status: Ongoing .................................... 📍 Instagram For updates & aesthetics: @lizcwre

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐨 𝐊𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐚 𝐏𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐦𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐍𝐚𝐚𝐦 𝐀𝐩𝐧𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐊𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐉𝐚𝐧𝐮 𝐀𝐮𝐫 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐊𝐢 𝐑𝐚𝐚𝐦 ♡︎♡︎♡︎ 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐈 [𝐏𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧]

Follow me on stck for further & early updates! "Are you blind? Aankh hai ki button? Dikhayi ni deta? Kitni jor se laga diya?" I blabbered shouted, examining my knees and elbows for any injury "Oo miss. Tum ulta bhag rahi thi, Mai nahi. Don't you dare shout no me. These girls are born dramatic" I heard a boy saying, listening to his words anger gripped in me. †*******************************† My eyes travelled outside the window behind her. The view which made my pumping stop, the same metalic black orbs boy was there engrossed in conversation with his friend, face glowing yellowish in sun brightening his every feature. I was looking at him mentally penning his every action, unknowingly a smile plastered on my lips. †*********************************† Aransh Singhania New admission boy in class 11th. A backbencher with rich family background with ego, attitude and high aura. Who doesn't care about his academy and have no respect for girls, enjoy his parties and throwing money. But a sudden change when he met a mere girl, but the question, is this change in him is for the love he has for her or something else is behind it. Bhavika Roy: In class 10th specs wearing girl with anger issues, outspoken, confident, extrovert girl, who has zero interest in studies, but carries her attitude as she owns the world. She doesn't respond anyone straightly accept a boy with whom she fell in love on their first encounter, she wanted a prince but ended up falling in love with a baddie. †*********************************† To see their journey, to know more about their saccharine story, dive into the book!! What is their fate? Will their love will countinue or it will end by the time?!! †********************************† Give a try to this book!! You won't regret it!! It's an old highschool lovestory!!

⋆𐔌𝐑𝐇𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐌𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ~ 𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤.ᐟ ₊ ꒱ For those who love, ❝she wanted to be someone's khawaish and not someone's need... unknown of the fact she was his everything❞ Kind of trope. ★ ────── · · ⋆.𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓶𝓪 -A simple middle-class girl, with a heart as pure as chasni and a tongue sharp as a scissor. She believed she had failed in everything she ever tried-whether it was friendship, being the perfect student, the ideal daughter, or winning the love of her crush. At just an 11th grader, she was already earning for her family by teaching younger kids. Balancing studies, responsibilities, and her own silent battles wasn't easy, yet she kept fighting. She was a - "Chahun mai ya na" girl. 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ───── 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝓞𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓲 ˙⋆. -Everyone saw him as nothing more than a rich, spoiled kid. But beneath those expensive jackets and that mask of a teasing smile, he carried scars he believed would never heal. What he craved wasn't wealth or admiration, but something far simpler - attention and love, feelings he had never truly known. He didn't long to be loved; he longed to feel loved. He was a - "tu jane na" boy. ⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣ ‧₊˚✧ She didn't buy her important biology notes cause she wanted to gift him something he can treasure forever on their last day. Unknown of how he didn't sleep for two months so that he can write all the notes for her, knowing how she never took things bought from someone else's money. "tumhe to sitare pasand nahi the..." she said teasingly, while sitting beside him. "tumse nahi mila tha kabhi" He replied staring in her eyes, hoping to see her smile she did.

"See a future with him, pretend to move on... but when it's time to become a bride, it'll be for me. You can hate me all you want, but my name will be in your fate." The monitor backstage buzzed with Swaraj Malhotra's voice, slick with self-satisfaction. "Dhananjay Singhania ke paas na toh bahu hai, na hi bahumat." I almost pitied them. Almost. "Sir?" my aide whispered. "We're live in two." I smiled, not the charming kind they use for posters, the other one . the kind that didn't reach my eyes. The kind that meant someone was about to regret underestimating me. The one that makes my team nervous. Because they know when I smile like that, it means I'm about to ruin someone's perfectly planned day. I walked up to the stage, every step measured. The anthem played. Composure is a crown, and I wear mine well. The Chief Justice handed me the Constitution, his expression solemn. "Repeat after me." as he gestured me forward, the Constitution opened before him. I raised my right hand. "Main Dhananjay Singhania..." My voice echoed back through the hall, too calm, too rehearsed. I could already imagine Swaraj watching this on his fancy LED, smug and proud of his own line. "Main Dhananjay Singhania, shapat leta hoon ki main apne pad ke kartavya..." The words droned on, heavy and holy. Every syllable was a performance loyalty, integrity, service. Funny. Everyone in this room had sold those words long ago. And then I saw her. Front row. White saree. Minimal makeup. Hair tied loose. Sitting right in front , her father's daughter, my rival's pride. I forgot the cameras. The promises. The Politics. "Bahumat toh mil gayi..." I said into the microphone, pausing deliberately. The Chief Justice froze. The crowd murmured. My security chief mouthed something that looked suspiciously like "sir please don't-" Too late. "Ab bas bahu ki kami thi." In one sentence, I did two things - proposed to my rival's daughter and declared a war.

A Mafia Romcom ••• "Yara, I'll give you anything if you stop crying."He pleaded for sake of his poor eardrums. "If I stopped crying you will divorce me?" She asked hopefully. "NO." And her pitch increased tenfold. Faaz understood that his plan won't be as smooth as he supposed it to be. He has married a combination of drama queen and crybaby. His life will be soon converted into an Indian soap with lots of rona-dhona. By the way, what will be it's title? Yara Ka Sasural Faaz Ki Dulhania Sath Nibhana Mafia Mafia Vadhu Can anything be more hilarious? ••• Started on January 11, 2022 Ended on May 3, 2022

♡ BOOK 1 OF " LOVE MEANT TO BE " SERIES ♡ VIVEK ROY × KIARA KAPOOR ________________________ Kiara , a girl who is not only beautiful but smart at the same time until he came....all her smartness surrenders in front of him . she don't believe in love . Vivek , a man with a sunshine and extrovert personality . Loves his friends and family more than anything , until she became his everything .Teached her what real love is . Kiara - what an idiot you are Vivek - only for you love.... Kiara - what do you think of yourself Vivek - your lover , your future husband and dad of your future kids DHRUV KHANNA × AROOHI RANA ____________________________ Dhruv , a man who is ruthless and World fears him . He rules the world like a king until she came to rule over him . The one who only knows how to order.....obeyed her every single command like his queen without any question . Aroohi , she is someone who don't have time for things like love and finds them a waste of time , until he came.....she doesn't realise when she started to love wasting her time on him . Aroohi - you have so much time to waste Mr Ceo right , Dhruv - it's not a waste when I'm spending it with you Aroohi - our worlds are different worlds , Dhruv - wrong , because you are my world . My world revolves around you and for me there is no world without you sweetheart . ANURAG SHARMA × ISHANI GOYAL ____________________________ Ishani , a girl who wants to live her life to the fullest without any distraction and according to her love is the biggest distraction until he came and became her favourite distraction.... Anurag , a man with an charming personality and great physique . girls die over him and he died over her at first sight . Where people go crazy over him but his mind and heart are crazy over her....only for her . Ishani - why can't you leave me alone moron Anurag - I can't leave my future Ishani - go before I kill you Anurag - you go before I kiss you.....or can I