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Hey dear friends🤗 This story is based on jiyaras read more to know what it there Hope you all like it 😗 Ingore my mistakes ❤️😊HAPPY READING😊❤️

So basically ye story Sumod pe hai... This is imagination story A bit mature one Hope you all like it😗 Ignore my mistakes 😊❤️ HAPPY READING❤️😊

Cricket, crushes, and confessions-when the game ends, the real story begins. In the aftermath of a tough season, Smriti and Perry's bond deepens. As they navigate victories, heartbreak, and undeniable chemistry, their journey unfolds both on and off the field.

*BOOK ONE IN THE DAVENPORT ACADEMY SERIES* Quinn Taylor and Jordan Campbell have always come head to head when it comes to their academic life. Now it's their senior year and they are fighting for their spot as valedictorian. When a new girl, old enemies and feelings are thrown into the mix, how will Quinn and Jordans relationship change? Can you trust someone if you aren't sure they have your best interest at heart? *Not edited* ~Highest Rankings~ #2 in Academic Rivals #6 in Jordan #4 in Quinn

"You look so kissable, Amore" "Yeah?" "Yeah" _____________________ Azora Kai Russo & Ares Evolet Reid have been competing against each other for as long as they can remember. With their parents being best-friends, they were automatically supposed to be 'Friends' but the two decided to choose a path no one dared to. What if the pair reunite after years? Compete again? Will their urge for academic validation ruin them for the best? Or will bottled up feelings come in the way? Read to know on... {NEEDS EDITING}

Academic Rivals to lovers📚📒🎀✨✨ From Teenage to Adulthood🎇 Multi-couple💗💗 "You're insufferable, Kushal!" Sana fumed, arms crossed. "And you're obsessed with me, admit it," Kushal shot back with a smug grin. "In your dreams!" she retorted. "Funny," he said, leaning closer. "You're in mine every night." At Emerald Crest Academy, where grades, pranks, and egos reign supreme, Sana Mehra and Kushal Malhotra are locked in an eternal battle of wits and wills. She's the perfectionist who won't back down. He's the charmer who lives to drive her mad. "Armaan," Sniti groaned, "stop eating my lunch!" "It's a trade, Snitz! I give you jokes, you gimme food," Armaan replied, grinning. Rishabh rolled his eyes. "Some of us don't need to steal food for attention." Sniti smirked. "True. You're busy stealing hearts instead, right, Mr. Popular?" But life outside the classroom isn't as simple. Secrets from the past, heartbreaks that never healed, and the weight of choices linger just beneath the surface. "Do you even remember me?" Sana whispered, her voice trembling. Kushal looked at her, guilt and longing in his eyes. "I remember... I remember everything but the parts I wish I could...." With friendships tested, love complicated, and rivalry giving way to something much deeper, Rivals at Heart is a rollercoaster of emotions. Add in a crew of friends whose antics guarantee chaos and comedy at every turn, and this story proves that sometimes, the best rivalries make for the greatest love stories. "Sniti," Rishabh said softly, his voice cracking. "I've waited years to say this." "Waited years to annoy me again?" she teased, though her smile faltered as his eyes stayed serious. "I waited years to come back to you." *cries dramatically, putting a hand on his forehead* "Oh, my lover, where are you? Why must I suffer alone in this sea of emotions?" - Armaan. Laughter, drama, and unexpected twists-this is not just a rivalry; it's a journey through love, loss.....

"Break up with that boyfriend of yours," Shubman demanded, his voice a low growl that sent a thrill through her. Esha smirked, crossing her arms defiantly. "Not a chance." His frustration flared, and he stepped closer, pinning her against the wall, his body a solid weight against hers. "You think it's funny to have him around? I don't like it, Esha. You're mine." Her breath caught, the challenge in his eyes igniting something deep within her. "I'm not yours," she replied, but her voice trembled under the intensity of his gaze. "Prove it." His hand slid down her side, fingers brushing against her waist, claiming her. "You only belong to me." Before she could respond, he crushed his lips to hers, his kiss both demanding and possessive. He pressed his body into her, the heat between them palpable as he deepened the kiss, making it clear that he wouldn't take no for an answer. Esha melted against him, the fierce need in his touch erasing her defiance. "You can't just-" she started, but he cut her off, his fingers tangling in her hair as he tilted her head back, leaving her breathless. "You can deny it all you want," he murmured against her lips, "but I'm the only one who makes you feel this way." In that moment, as his hands roamed her body, she knew he was right. "Shubman..." she whispered, caught between resistance and desire. "Say it," he pressed, his lips brushing against her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "Say you're mine."

"Growing up, you worshipped Tendulkar like a god, while I was a die-hard Ponting fan, I'm not sure this will work out" or When an F1 journalist crosses paths with a star cricketer, sparks ignite. But there's a hurdle: she proudly sports the colours of a nation with an enduring rivalry with his own. [shubman gill | social media + irl]