"𝗗𝗶𝗹 𝗺𝗲𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗼 𝗱𝗼𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗿, 𝘁𝘂𝘁 𝗷𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗴𝗮....." ~ 𝗡𝘆𝗮𝗸𝘀𝗵 "𝗞𝗼𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗸𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗸𝗵 𝗹𝗶𝗷𝗶𝘆𝗲... 𝗵𝗮𝗿 𝘁𝘂𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝘂𝗸𝗱𝗲 𝗽𝗲 𝗯𝗵𝗶 𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗳 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗶 𝗻𝗮𝗳𝗿𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗵𝗶 𝗵𝗼𝗴𝗶......" ~ 𝗡𝗼𝗼𝗿 Noor Farooqi is a medical student who has just completed her graduation and is now working as a doctor in her own hospital. She is the sunshine-brave and fearless, afraid of no one but Allah. For her, Allah is watching every step she takes. She loves her family deeply. Nayksh Dhyani, as his name suggests, is someone balanced between power and peace, action, and contemplation. Yes, that's exactly who he is. He always wanted to be a Confectioner, but his father didn't approve. So, he ended up becoming one anyway. He doesn't care about his father's opinion. He doesn't really like his family, except for his mother and sister-they are the only people for whom he would die or take a life. "Marne ke liye humari hi scooty mili hain aapko?" she said angrily, continuing to speak as he silently admired her-not staring, but appreciating. "Kya dekh rahe hain?" she asked in anger. "Nihaar raha hoon, kaisa lagta hain kisi mein kho jana," he whispered softly. He was the first to fall, but one night changed everything-his love turned into deep hate. "Aap mere bhaiya ka kuch nahi bigaad sakte, Allah miya hain unke sath," she said firmly while he tied her hands with ropes He looked into her eyes. "Trust me, Noor, I can ruin his whole existence. Ab tak bas chahat dekhi hain tumne, meri ab nafrat ki baari hain," he said, grabbing her neck-not twisting it, but enough to make her feel his hate was as real as his silent love once was. What's the story? Why this revenge? Is this something new, or just another rivalry tale? Read "Junoon e moha

✎ᝰ.𝐀 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 ⋆𖦹⋆ˎˊ˗ He was born for cricket. In the stadiums of his city, he was already a legend. Every swing of his bat - a warning. Every smirk - a challenge. 𝐓𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐧, the state's rising cricket star. Arrogant. Untouchable. Addicted to winning. And ? 𝐒𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 A fiery first-year media student with a pen sharp enough to cut egos - and the courage to question names that made others bow. She didn't chase stories. She exposed them. He was her assignment. She became his obsession. He hated her defiance. She hated his arrogance. They both refused to back down. Same college. Same battleground. Every encounter - 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓. Every glance - 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆. He doesn't lose. She doesn't bow And before the world knew his name, He made sure she never forgot it. She thought she was writing his story. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭. The stubborn, firecracker reporter who called him - "𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘁 𝗧𝘆𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁" and made the world see his cracks. Rules were broken. Lines were crossed. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 ────୨ৎ────

Keshana - a married girl who unexpectedly became the third wheel in her own love story. She was never the villain, yet the world made her feel like one. She loved deeply, healed beautifully, and dreamed fearlessly-only to watch each dream shatter in front of her eyes. She mended him, only to find herself breaking in the process. She loved him so much that she began to hate herself. This is not a story of love, hate, or revenge. This is her story. Told entirely from her perspective-raw, real, and heartbreakingly honest. She loved someone who already belonged to someone else. She was never the main character in his story - but in this one, she finally is. Read "The Pure Dhwani" Only on Wattpad by @sparkle_heart_122

She is just a girl; she always wonders, meanwhile for him, she is a celestial grace. It means she has a heavenly beauty, like an angel or a goddess. Something rare and beautiful, like the stars in the night sky. She is too hard to love, and people choose not to, but him loving her deeply in every possible way makes her feel like she isn't too hard to love for him. She doesn't like him or hate him either, meanwhile, he lives his life just to make her feel loved. She chooses to give up when she is jealous, meanwhile, he owns her in a way that even in his absence, people mention their names together. She teases him with Sanskrit nicknames, so he made one for her, even though he doesn't know Sanskrit. He is a stone, people say, but for her, he is the softest person who just acts like a demon because the world made him feel like one. She overthinks a lot, while he over-explains a lot. He loves her, and she loves to hear him say it every day. He is too easy to make jealous, and she loves to do that over and over again. "Suniye Prannath," she called, teasing him with a Sanskrit nickname. "Sunaiye Prandharini," he created a beautiful nickname for her. "Aapke bina jee nahi paayenge hum," she said, looking into his eyes. "Hume toh aapko apni nazaron ke saamne dekhe bina... marna bhi manzoor nahi," he said and kissed her forehead. "She is just a maid..." she tried to explain. "And I'm just jealous," he confessed. "Main galat hoon par... main kiski hoon?" she said, making innocent faces. "Meri," he said. "Haan toh, galti bhi aapki hui na," she said, and he didn't know whether to be angry or laugh. __________________________________________________________________________________ ~Trophes~ Chaotic couple Sunshine × Grumpy He fell first, and she fell harder Love at First Sight Arranged × Forced marriage Innocent FMC Shameless MMC

"I don't even want the Heavens Sita, if I cannot have You by My side. I may have broken the bow kept at the wedding, but I shall never break My wedding vows." Love is a promise to walk through everything hand in hand. Whether it's the palace gardens, forests of the dark or even trial by fire. Feel every emotion of the Divine Couple as they go through every problem together yet emerge stronger than ever. Follow for more stories and poems on the world's original incarnations of Love : ) |∆| Updated Daily |∆| ।। श्री राम जय राम जय जय राम ।। ।। जय श्री सियाराम ।। ।। जय बोलो श्री राम लक्ष्मण जानकी जय बोलो श्री राम भक्त हनुमान जी की ।।

Vanshika Chauhan: "I wish you loved me as much as I love you." Shivansh Nimavat: " You have to hate me cause love isn't for us." __________________________________________________________________________________ "Hello... S-Shiv, I need... your help...," she typed with trembling fingers, her breaths shallow and uneven. Her hands were shaking so violently that the letters blurred on the screen, smeared further by the tears that wouldn't stop falling. She stared at the message, hoping-praying-for a response. And then it came: "I'm busy." Two cold, careless words. Her heart shattered. Still, desperation overpowered pride. She kept begging him to talk, to just listen. She tried calling him, fingers fumbling as she dialed, only to hear the abrupt silence of a call being declined. Her lips quivered as she tried to form the next message. "Shiv... please pick u-"Before she could even hit send, the screen flashed with those three words that felt like a death sentence: "You can't message this person anymore." Blocked. Just like that. __________________________________________________________________________________ Trigger Warning: This story explores deeply emotional and sensitive topics, including family abuse, sexual violence (including rape), emotional trauma, panic attacks, and abandonment. These themes are portrayed with the intention of shedding light on real-life struggles, but they may be distressing or triggering for some readers. Please proceed with care and prioritize your mental and emotional well-being. If you are in a vulnerable state or unsure, consider skipping certain chapters or seeking support as needed. ________________________________________________________________________________ An original novel by @sparkle_heart_122 Don't try to copy even a little thing!! ❌️

"Jaavendaan Hain Ishq Tujhse" Only on Wattpad by @sparkle_heart_122 Aadhriti Rajput-a girl with dreams in her eyes and fire in her heart. All she ever wished for was to be truly loved, genuinely cared for, and to belong to someone meant for her soul. For Aadhriti, that someone was her childhood best friend, Kairav. While her dream is to become a fearless, honest lawyer, her wish is more delicate-to turn a bond of friendship into something eternal. To her, dreams are distant stars meant to be admired from afar. But wishes? Those are what she's ready to fight for. Kairav Malhotra-an army officer, brave enough to face bullets for his country, but soft enough to crave her smile more than anything. If she is the ocean, he's the sun willing to drown in her depths. In a world full of people, she sees only him. For her, he's a best friend. But for him, she's the very story of his life. She's living her life with purpose. He's living his only to make hers more beautiful. This is not just a love story-it's a journey of silent devotion, unspoken feelings, and a man who would give anything just to be her "nobody" who stays forever. If this touched a chord in your heart, then get ready-this story is about to steal a little piece of it too. Add it to your reading list, vote for your favorite chapters, and don't forget to share your thoughts.

Rakhi's words cut through my emotions. "He's yours now, and he's moved on from the girl he loved once. So, why are you creating a scene?" I knew she was right, but my heart wasn't convinced. "I know he's moved on, but he treats her the same way he treats me. There's no difference. And I know he still misses her," I said, tears streaming down my face. Rakhi's expression softened. "What's going on, really?" she asked gently. I took a deep breath, trying to articulate my feelings. "Every time I read their chats or letters, I feel like... like I came between them. He wasn't meant to be mine. His efforts to move on are genuine, but my heart can't seem to understand the situation." Rakhi's eyes filled with compassion. "Like what?" she prompted. I wiped my tears, struggling to find the words. "Like I'm a replacement, not the one he truly loves. And sometimes I feel like I should leave him, set him free to go back to the girl he loved once." Rakhi's grip on my hand tightened. "But then what stops you?" she asked. I looked up at her, my voice barely above a whisper. "The thought of leaving him, of causing him more pain...it's unbearable. I healed him, Rakhi. If I leave him now, he'll be broken again. I don't think I can live with that." ⋆｡˚⋆⋆｡˚⋆⋆｡˚⋆⋆｡˚⋆⋆｡˚⋆⋆｡˚⋆⋆｡˚⋆⋆｡˚⋆⋆｡˚⋆⋆｡˚⋆ 📚 Book: Burning For You 📍 Available on: Wattpad & Scroll Stack! ✒️ Author: @sparkle_heart_122 . 💬 Don't copy! Original work ahead! . Tropes: Enemies to lovers Misunderstanding Marriage of convenience Fake dating / contract marriage Slow burn Biker × Chef Strong FMC She fell first, but he fell harder ⋆｡˚⋆⋆｡˚⋆⋆｡˚⋆⋆｡˚⋆⋆｡˚⋆⋆｡˚⋆⋆｡˚⋆⋆｡˚⋆⋆｡˚⋆⋆｡˚⋆ Add to your reading list!! 🧚‍♀️✨️ Published on: 13 MARCH 2025 Complete on: _________ Cover by @author__jerry (my angel 💋✨️) Thankuhh

𝐒𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐢 Forbidden fruit-that's what he was. The one person I should have avoided, yet life kept pulling me closer to him, as if the universe had already written our story. Disaster-that's what he became. One night changed everything, shattering my world and leaving no way back. I'm Sitara Oberoi-a girl with dreams like everyone else. Life hasn't been kind, but I've never stopped trying to create my own fairytale. 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐢 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐚 "I should stay away from her." It was a mantra I repeated every day, but fate had other plans, pushing her into my life no matter how hard I tried to resist. She's my forbidden fruit-the one temptation I can't avoid, even though I know she could destroy me. Love? It's not in my vocabulary, and I never planned on letting it in. But Sitara? She's rewriting everything, flipping my world upside down, and I can't stop her. I'm Shaan Rai Singhaniyaa-life's no fairytale, and I've survived its thorns, walking over them like a king. ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── "𝐴𝑎𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑚𝑒 𝑘𝑦𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑘ℎ 𝑟ℎ𝑒 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑎𝑛𝑑, 𝑆𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛ℎ𝑖 𝑨𝒂𝒑𝒌𝒐 ?" Sitara teased, her voice playful as she sat beside him, her eyes sparkling like the stars. Shaan's face was unreadable, his voice calm but weighted. "Pehli baar dar mehsoos ho raha hai," he admitted. "Dar? Woh kyun?" she asked, her curiosity evident. "𝑬𝒌 𝑺𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒂," he murmured, locking eyes with her, "𝒋𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒂 𝒓𝒂𝒉𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊." As if on cue, fireworks lit up the sky, their glow reflecting in their eyes, marking a moment neither could forget. ⋅⋆Get ready for A tale of passion and chaos where two fierce souls collide, proving that the greatest risk isn't falling-it's daring to love.

"Did you just touch my door knob with your hand?" she asked disgustingly looking between his hand and the door's knob. "I didn't know we touch it by leg" he replied rolling his eyes. "What do you want?" she queried making distance from him. "Actually, I was making a cake but didn't realize I was running out of dark chocolate. And it's raining outside. So, do you have dark chocolate?" he explained looking at his wristwatch. Dark chocolate? I have heard it is beneficial in increasing stamina for......ewww!!! Her subconscious commented. "No! and definitely not for you!" she shouted and slammed the door on his face. "She is crazy!" "He is disgusting!" ..... Cover- @Lady_whistleup