⚠️ 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬, 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐦𝐚, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ 𝕽𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙 ✍ 𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒅'𝒔 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒋𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍, 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒕𝒉 - 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒖𝒔 𝒈𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉. 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ She was never anyone's first choice. Never the one they longed for, never the name whispered in love, never the heart someone ached for. She was just 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞- a replacement, a temporary fix for someone else's absence. When things went wrong, when mistakes needed a scapegoat, the blame always found its way to her. It didn't matter if she deserved it. It never did. And then, 𝐡𝐞 happened. He didn't see her as a substitute. He didn't compare her to ghosts of the past. He loved her- 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 her- like she was the only one who had ever mattered. He hel

★ 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁... 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆'𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁.* A love story written in whispers, in half smiles, in the quiet spaces where words dare not go. It's about a boy who loved too much and a girl who carried the sky in her lungs - fragile, fleeting, yet infinite. Their journey isn't about forever... it's about the beauty of right now. ─── ୨୧ ─── 𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗔 𝗞𝗔𝗦𝗛𝗬𝗔𝗣 The girl with quiet eyes and a smile softer than starlight. Fragile yet brave, she lived tethered to the hiss of her oxygen, carrying constellations in her silence. She found comfort in books, in the glow of fairy lights, in the kind of love that didn't demand too much of her. She never believed she'd become someone's entire world... until he looked at her like she was the universe itself. 𓆩 𓆪 𝗩𝗜𝗩𝗔𝗔𝗡 𝗔𝗥𝗢𝗥𝗔 The boy with laughter like sunshine and warmth that could melt walls. A dreamer, a giver, a boy who played life like his favorite song always in rhythm, always in joy. But when he saw her, the world shifted suddenly, every smile, every heartbeat, every dream began and ended with her. He wasn't afraid of her fragility he held it like something sacred. 𓂃 ࣪ ˖ ⛰️ In a world where time slips too fast, their story lingers slow like fading sunsets, unspoken promises, and a love too big for the days they were given. ─── ୨୧ ─── ✦ ˚ 02 ' 🪐 ☆ "Breathless Stars" ☆ Ellie ✎ @the_wtpd_gurly When she was a " इतना न मुझसे तू प्यार बढ़ा " And he was a " इसलिए तुझसे में प्यार करु "

『 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒』 ──★ A highschool tale of tangled hearts ★── "She never wanted the spotlight, but somehow, it always found her." - Reet "He could bend rules, bend people... but little did he know, one girl would bend his entire world." - Ishaan "She carried storms in silence, but he was the calm that made her want to stay." - Meher "He noticed the little things, and in the quietest ways, he made her feel seen." - Manav ✩°｡⋆⸜ 🎧 ✮ Corridors , scribbled notes, stolen glances, playful fights, and unspoken truths. Where friendship tangles with feelings, and every moment feels like the beginning of a story written in the margins of their notebooks. ✦ ˚ 01 ' 🪐 ☆ "Scribbled Hearts" ☆ - Ellie ✎ @the_wtpd_gurly

Human girl (Environmentalist) x Crown prince of the Floral world🐚🦭 A love set in Darjeeling 🧚🏻‍♀️🫧 Some stories wait for the right time to bloom. This one begins in October 2026- with quiet magic, unspoken feelings, and a world where destinies intertwine softly, like falling leaves and whispered promises. 🦢🕙

𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐈 : 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𐙚⋆°🦢.⋆ᥫ᭡ A woman in love is shown as surrender, grace, and divinity; while a man in love is shown as passion, intensity, and devotion - but both dissolve equally in ishq. 𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ Yug Singhania is an 18-year-old boy currently studying in 12th grade. He lives with his family, which includes his father, mother, and younger sister. Standing 6 feet tall with striking features, he is both the head boy of the school and its academic topper. Ira Kapoor is a 17-year-old girl currently studying in 11th grade. She lives with her father and stands 5'7" tall, her striking beauty matched only by her brilliant mind, with an impressive IQ of 151. Her hobbies include painting, and she plays the piano with ease. _________________________________________ She thought he didn't remember her, unaware of the fact that he had been waiting for her ever since the day she promised to come back and meet him-ten years ago. _________________________________________ "What's your type?" Yug asked. "If you're asking about my type in a man... it's a calm man, Yug," Ira replied, still watching the pouring rain with a soft smile on her face. _________________________________________ "You want to be loved by a calm man, and I want to be that calm man for you-your best friend, your love, and your devotee," Yug said, his eyes fixed on her. _________________________________________ "When I said I'd be your devotee, I meant it, Ira. I mean it," Yug said, while sitting on his knees, her feet resting gently on his thighs. "You are, and always will be, the only girl in my life-as my friend, my love, and my life," he added, then slowly leaned forward and pressed a tender kiss to her feet. _________________________________________ • It's a multi couple story. Start - 10 May 2024

⋆𐙚˚࿔ 🦢 𝐉𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐆𝐀 𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍 🫧 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᥫ᭡ 𝙏𝙪 𝙈𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙞 𝙨𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙡, 𝙈𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝘾𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙨𝙖 𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙡, 𝙆𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞. 𝙅𝙖𝙗 𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙢 𝙝𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙣𝙖 𝙠𝙖, 𝙏𝙪 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙞 𝙎𝙖𝙪𝙢𝙮𝙖... 𝙖𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖 𝙖𝙙𝙝𝙖𝙖𝙧, 𝙆𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞... 🛞🪞 _______ ᥫ᭡ _______ Ek kahani aisi bhi... In a quiet high school, Prem, the calm head boy dreaming to wear that army uniform once with pride, and Shivika, the chaotic backbencher, lived in completely different worlds. He was silence and discipline, she was laughter and ease. It didn't begin with anything special. Met during Navratri. Just shared canteen waala masala maggie, brief talks, and glances that stayed a little longer. Between exams, friendships, and family expectations, they found a quiet comfort in each other. Just something soft, unspoken, and real. And maybe that makes this story special, which will make you feel. Wo din bhi kya din the... ᥫ᭡ Story inspired from Teri Deewani by @deewaniXwriters but the wording, the feelings are mine... Please respect it. 🫧

....˖☆𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 + 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞☆˖.... "You can't marry him Vaani" I said staring deep in her eyes gritting my teeth my chest tighten with unfamiliar and unbearable pain , just the thought of her being with someone else kills me so much. "Why?" She asked adding salt on my wounds anger consumed me at this moment, while tightening my grip on her arms and pulling her closer I let out a painful chuckle and said " Because he don't deserve someone like you he deserves someone much better" I could feel the burn in my eyes, my tears are fighting to rolled down my eyes but I didn't let them , hurting her is hurting me more than she could imagine. She remained silent tears rolled down her eyes damage caused by my words were clearly visible in her eyes , I am dying to hug her comfort her but the betrayal the, damge ,the pain I am carrying all these years stopped me from doing so. "Do you hate me this much Nirvaan?" She asked in painful voice looking straight in my eyes , my heart clenched painfully on her condition , I wiped her tears and whispered so softly that she can't hear it. "𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── "Aap ke ye aanshu humare zakhmo pe namak ka kaam karte hai Vaani " ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ★𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐏𝐔𝐓★ " I was thrown in dark dead night enough times to realise I am not worthy to meet sunshine" ★𝐍𝐈𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃★ "I am dying to be her sunshine so bright to her dark dead night yet, so warm to melt away all her pain" ______________

𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙆𝙞 𝙇𝙖𝙩𝙩 𝙈𝙤𝙝𝙚.... 𝘼𝙚𝙨𝙞 𝙇𝙖𝙜𝙞 𝙃𝙤𝙜𝙮𝙞... ♡𝙈𝘼𝙄 𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙒𝘼𝘼𝙍𝙄♡ ******************** Those eyes. Dark, intense, and impossibly deep, fixed on me in a way that made my breath catch. There was no anger in them, no mockery, just a strange calm that pulled me in without warning. I couldn't explain why my heart started pounding so loudly or why looking away felt impossible. In that moment, it felt like the world had shifted slightly off its axis, leaving me shaken in a way I wasn't ready to understand. ~ Anvi Malhotra✨ ________________________________________________ This peacock feather... it reminds me of Krishna and Radha, the kind of love that people don't just feel, but worship. A love so pure that it became divine. I know nothing in this world can ever match what they shared. Maybe no human love ever can. But what I feel is honest, and it comes from the deepest part of my heart. It may not be perfect, but it is real. So, with your permission, can you please make me yours? Can you please do me the honour of calling me yours?" ~ Avighna Rawal🦚 ________________________________________________ Dive into the story to know more ❤️✨. No cheating. No toxicity. No love triangles. Just a simple school love story filled with love, friendship, laughter, and moments that might bring back memories of your school days. ________________________________________________ © 2025 by PranishaXwriters. All rights reserved.

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟒 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬... "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞," 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐫. "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧." She loved him when she was too young to understand what love meant. He rejected her when he was too guarded to feel anything at all. On her eighteenth birthday, she confessed her heart to the man she had loved for years-her brother's best friend. His rejection was cold. Precise. Unforgettable. "You're not the girl I desire." Five years later, fate brings them face to face again-not as a girl with a foolish crush, but as a woman ready for marriage... to someone else. This time, he doesn't return to reject her. He returns to marry her. She no longer asks for his love. She no longer waits to be chosen. Yet his sudden yes feels more dangerous than his past rejection ever did. Once, she begged him to see her. Now he claims her without love. And she fears that becoming his wife will hurt far more than the day he told her she was not the girl he desired.