𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 18+ 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 ꜱᴀʜᴇʟ ᡣ𐭩 ʜᴀꜰꜱᴀ Note: Shikanj is a dark romcom. If you are not comfortable with this theme, please do not read it, for your own sake as well as the writer's. And if you do choose to read it, kindly refrain from leaving disrespectful or hateful comments about the characters. They are my babies. Tracing her bangles up, he let the silence speak for itself for a while and then muttered, "Aapko choodiyan pasand hai?" He asked, pulling her body closer by her wrist, and now she stood almost between his legs. She was blushing, looking nervous and uneasy but he paid it no mind. "Ji, pasand hai." He hummed, nodding. "Agar mujhse ye toot gayi toh aapko acha nahi lagega na?" He murmured, lifting his other hand, puffing out another air of smoke.

This story is based in 90s- This story is about marriage life. Mature warning ⛔️ CONTENT WARNINGS- This story includes Rough Sex, Restraint, Anal Intercourse, and more. It contains numerous steamy moments alongside various unsettling ones. Read only if you're comfortable. If you're not please don't read it.

Kavya never expected to find her place at the prestigious Delhi International School, but then she met Reyansh Malhotra. What started as a chance encounter in the corridor blossomed into an unbreakable friendship that became the envy of their entire school. For three years, they were inseparable-sharing dreams, secrets, and a bond so deep that Kavya began to see their friendship through rose-colored glasses. As Class XII approaches its end, Kavya realizes her feelings have grown beyond friendship. Watching Reyansh laugh with her, walk her to the local bus stop every day while his family's driver waited with their BMW, and treat her like she's the most important person in his world, she decides to take the leap and confess her love. But on the day she plans to open her heart, Kavya witnesses Reyansh asking Sanya-the popular, wealthy girl she can't stand-to be his date for the farewell party. Heartbroken and hiding behind the school pillars, Kavya overhears a conversation that destroys everything she believed about their friendship. To his friends questioning why he'd never consider dating Kavya, Reyansh's response is devastating: she's from a middle-class family on merit scholarship while he's from South Delhi elite society. Their "standards are too different," and being with her would hurt his reputation in their social circle. To him, she's nothing more than a charity case-his good deed, not his equal. In one crushing moment, Kavya discovers that three years of what she thought was genuine friendship was just pity from a rich boy playing the noble savior. Some hearts aren't meant to be given away, and some truths, once heard, can never be forgotten. A story about friendship, betrayal, class differences, and the painful lesson that love doesn't always conquer the divide between South Delhi mansions and middle-class apartments. COMPLETE ON SCROLLSTACK

She loved him all her life... and he never even looked her way. Until fate took everything he had - and she was all he had left." Sidharth Khan, Aayat, and Shehnaaz - three lives intertwined since childhood. Aayat was the light - loud, beautiful, unforgettable. Sidharth was her shadow, her soulmate, her choice. And Shehnaaz? She was just the quiet one... the one who watched from behind closed doors, loving Sidharth in silence for years, never daring to speak, never daring to hope. As college turned into reality, Sidharth married Aayat. Their love was loud and proud, and Shehnaaz stood beside them - smiling outside, breaking inside. Until everything changed. One moment. One scream. One heartbeat - and Aayat was gone. Leaving behind a newborn daughter... and a shattered man. Sidharth couldn't breathe without Aayat. Couldn't look at his daughter without breaking down. But Shehnaaz didn't let go. She picked up the child, the house, the grief, and held it all together - silently, selflessly. As nights passed and seasons changed, something else began to change too. In the soft lullabies, in the shared silences, in the way Shehnaaz held Zoya like her own - Sidharth began to see a new kind of love. One that didn't ask, didn't demand, didn't even speak... but healed. This is not a love story that began with a smile. This is a love story born from loss, from ashes, from years of unspoken feelings - a love that was always there, waiting to be seen.

She is just a girl who wants a life where no pain exists but life has another one planned for her. Afsana Bansal was getting married with Isharth Purohit but on the wedding day he was gone. She married her elder brother Dhritaansh Purohit who was mysterious , toxic and rich. She had no idea that her destiny and she was her self claimed by a devil. ---------- Afsana took a deep breath and said, "Can I join college again? Just a month before the wedding, Papa had stopped me from going, but now can I-" She was about to say more when suddenly a soft cry escaped her lips. She immediately looked at her hand. Dhritansh's grip on it had become much stronger than before. He was looking at her without any expression. Afsana quickly looked at him and said, "Dhritansh ji, what are you doing? It's hurting me." Dhritansh replied in the same tone, "What were you saying?" Afsana wasn't even focused on speaking anymore. She kept looking at her hand, trying to free it. Finally, she shouted, "Dhritansh ji, stop it!" Dhritansh seemed to snap out of it all of a sudden. He looked at her hand and said, "I'm sorry, Gulabo. I'm really sorry." Saying that, he gently kissed her palm and looked back at her face. Afsana stared at him in surprise. Dhritansh placed his hand on her cheek and asked, "Did it hurt too much?" -----------

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