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•° 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 •° ▪︎ 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 | 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 | 𝐄𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚 𝟏𝟖 + | 𝐒𝐮𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲 ▪︎ ♡ 𝐧𝐨 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐖𝐃 / 𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐀 ♡ Blurb - || ᴠɪꜱʜᴀʟ ɴᴀʀᴀɴɢ x ꜱʜʀᴇʏᴀ ᴍᴇʜʀᴏᴛʀᴀ || I loved him with all my heart, even though I knew it was forbidden. He was my brother's best friend. But did I care? Nope. He has become ruthless, and more powerful after his heartbreak. But did it make me forget him? Not. I tried everything and I finally got him. but then a single event changed everything. I was no longer with him again. I don't want him more. his chaos destroyed our solace. this is my story the princess of Jaipur ! 𝓥𝓸𝓱 𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓻 𝓳𝓲𝓼𝓴𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓶𝓷𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓻 𝓝𝓸𝓸𝓻 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓴𝓷𝓪 𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓻 𝓱𝓸 𝓳𝓪𝔂𝓮, 𝓐𝓾𝓻 𝓿𝓸𝓱 𝓻𝓪𝓴𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓳𝓲𝓼𝓴𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓶𝓷𝓮 𝓴𝓸𝓲 𝓶𝓪𝔂𝓪𝓳𝓪𝓪𝓵 𝓷𝓪 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓵𝓮. He pretends to hate her and she makes sure his every nerves are pressed enough to make him snap... WELCOME TO THE TALE full which seems simple but as you start solving the puzzle it gets twisted more.

Welcome to the Academy of Chaos, where training is tough, discipline is strict, and... pranks are a daily occurrence? Meet Divya, a mischievous troublemaker who lives to annoy her rival, Karthik, the fun loving trainer with many ideas to get his revenge (and a hidden fear of ghosts). Then there's Pragya, a doctor who somehow causes more injuries than she treats, much to the dismay of Raghav, the grumpy commander who secretly wonders if she needs more training than the cadets. Between impossible drills, unexpected explosions, stolen desserts, and one unfortunate superglue incident, the academy is full of laughter, chaos, and unexpected friendships. But when a real danger threatens their team, they must put aside their rivalries and prove that they are more than just a group of misfits. With a perfect mix of action, humor, romance, and friendship, this story is for anyone who loves fierce rivalries, heartwarming moments, and characters who will make you laugh out loud. Get ready for a ride full of pranks, unexpected alliances, and bonds that no amount of superglue can break!

Qalb-e-Jaan - Where love becomes a prayer. Hazel, a clumsy yet kind-hearted English literature student, finds peace in writing duas in the quiet corners of her life. Haris Aziz Khan-cold, distant, and an architect by profession-has spent years building walls around his heart. Born in India, raised in London, he believes emotions are distractions he cannot afford. When an arranged marriage ties their lives together, two strangers are forced into a bond neither of them understands. In a world of silence, unspoken pain, and quiet faith... can love grow where hearts refuse to open? ✨ A heartfelt halal romance about healing, sabr, and second chances.

"Why don't you understand, Mr. Agnihothri?" The words were torn from my throat, raw and desperate. "I am not the one who is made for love. Don't try to heal me, Shiv. I'm telling you, you will only break yourself in that process," I screamed, the sound catching and splintering with a deep, shaky breath. ​But the expected anger, the frustrated retreat, never came. Instead, his gaze-intense, impossibly tender-met mine, and a small, maddeningly serene smile touched the corner of his lips. It was a silent challenge, a soft denial that made the fragile control I held on my sanity begin to crumble. ​"Let's stop this here, please," I whispered, the desperate plea barely audible, the fight draining from me. "You deserve someone whole, someone pure, not a shattered, half-broken glass doll like me." The confession was an admission of defeat, and a single, traitorous tear-hot and heavy-escaped the dam of my composure, tracing a path down my cheek. ​Something fractured in his placid facade. The smile vanished, replaced by a sudden, fierce darkness. He shut his eyes, his jaw clenching as he inhaled a deep, steadying breath, a visible battle raging to master a sudden, barely contained fury. Then, in a single, predatory movement, he erased the space between us. ​He captured my shoulders, his grip not cruel, but intensely demanding, and pushed me firmly back against the cool, unforgiving drywall. The sudden pressure was intoxicating, trapping me between the solid surface and his unyielding body. Slowly, deliberately, he leaned in, his intent palpable, until his mouth was almost touching my ear. ​"Saanvi," his voice was a low, resonant rumble, a silken promise laced with a dangerous possessiveness, "Even the breath I take when you are near me is elixir (Amrit) for my soul." His lips brushed my skin as he spoke the last word, the sheer intimacy of the contact sending a wildfire racing through my veins and igniting my heart into an uncontrollable inferno. ​

"𝑻𝒖𝒋𝒉 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒓𝒂𝒂𝒃 𝒅𝒊𝒌𝒉𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒚𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒌𝒚𝒂 𝒌𝒂𝒓" __________________________________________________________________ "ek army officers se pyaar karne mein daar nahi lagta"he said, looking at her,with a smile waiting for her to answer him "payr main daar ki koi jagah nahi hoti,woh haar daar se ubhar deti hai" she said, looking into his honey eyes. ★★★★ "Toh, you like me?" he asked, bending down to her level, a playful smile tugging at his lips. Her eyes, heavy with sleep and the haze of too many drinks, tried to focus on his face. Everything around her was a blur - except him. "Hai!!! Like kya hota hai, I pyaar you, vaibhav" she mumbled, her voice soft and slurred. ★★★ Anirudh was an army officer through and through. Serving the nation wasn't just his duty - it was his only purpose. He lived by rules, followed time like a shadow, and believed in action more than words. Discipline was in his blood, Smart, calculated, and always two steps ahead ,Feelings? They had no place in his world. His heart beat for the uniform, and nothing else. Titli Khurana-true to her name-was like a butterfly, wild and free. A soul not meant to be caged, yet when she chose someone, her love would be deep, loyal, and endless. Since childhood, she had only one dream: to marry a man in uniform. And fate, in its quiet magic, made it even sweeter-the boy she had secretly loved for years had grown up to wear that very uniform. Vaibhav Khurana had always believed that love was an art-and he was never good at art. So, he stayed away from it,. But then came RIRIKA-the girl with almond-shaped eyes and a laugh that could light up silence. She didn't just walk into his life; she quietly slipped into the cracks he thought were sealed. Still, he reminded himself not to feel. She wasn't just his sister's best friend-she was the younger sister of his best friend too. And tha

𝙏𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙙𝙞 𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚, 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖 𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙖𝙖𝙣.... · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · A normal college life. That's all Vanya Arora wanted. New beginnings. New dreams. New people. And absolutely no chaos. Nothing extraordinary. Nothing complicated. But life has never been particularly interested in giving her simple. Because if there's one thing Vanya is- it's chaos. And seeing a shirtless stranger casually roaming inside an all-girls' hostel on the very first night.... was definitely not part of the plan. Neither was seeing him again. Or realizing- that the same stranger somehow belongs exactly where he shouldn't. In her world. In her family. Her sister's brother-in-law. Somewhere between family meetings, shared glances, almost-arguments- something begins to unravel. Strange. Unexpected. Maybe god's plan or no? · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · Read to see- 𝙄𝙨𝙝𝙦 𝙗𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙖𝙫𝙖 𝙟𝙖𝙖𝙣𝙚 𝙠𝙖𝙗 𝙖𝙖𝙫𝙚?

❝𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠.❞ ════════════════════════════ Anvitha Ahuja, who's a 18 year old, an academic weapon, always puts her studies on top. Even compromises her health for it. She can never be behind anyone. It's in her habit now, that she can't be the second, always having to be on the top. She's just a fresher in an engineering college, that she worked damn hard to get. Aarvik Rautray, a 19 year old, who has always been the cocky, sassy, kind of guy, he studies, but does he behave like a nerd? Sometimes. His ego is too much to not be the first, he has always been the one who's popular, and academically intelligent. The kind of nerd that makes tears roll down your thigh. Both of them just got into a college, but what will happen, when they clash for the first position? Will this rivalry turn into something they never wanted? And finally will they be in love or have the worst heart break ever? To know, read 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐲 𝐄𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 By kuhuwrts. ᴛʀᴏᴘᴇs ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ~ Academic rivals to lovers ~ 18 X 19 ~ Grumpy X Grumpier ~ She fell first but found him on the ground. ~ College Romance. 𝘉𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 1𝘴𝘵 𝘖𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘳, 2025. Byeee~ Love.

"Happy Married Life, Shivya Pathak" I weakly smiled seeing my condition, mangalsutra dangling in my neck, vermilion in hair and both hands filled with gold bangles. "Come out quickly or do you want me to break the gate," my husband knocked again. My breath was harsh, collecting some courage I spoke, "I will come out but you will not touch me again, otherwise I will kill myself" My throat clogged up, the last word refusing to come out. He didn't reply, just chuckled. I knew what it meant. He was going to push me further, to break me. "I will not be your puppet," I said, my voice barely a whisper. "I will not be your toy." ••••••••••••••••••• Two persons who belong to two different world Tied in unwanted marriage Will they continue this marriage for life or will they free each other from this name sake relationship?

𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐈 : 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𐙚⋆°🦢.⋆ᥫ᭡ 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