❝Mummy, meri shaadi karvado.❞ Aditya Shrivastava had lived half of his life third-wheeling his friends and their partners. While they went on dates, he was debugging a hundred lines of code. While they got married, he was breaking sweat for an early promotion. Now they're all happy and settled, and he can't help but envy them. Getting a girl on his own was an impossible feat to achieve for Aditya. He couldn't even keep a stable eye contact with people of the opposite gender. Hence, he heavily relied on his mother to get him hitched. He was desperate for a life like his settled friends, unaware there's more to a relationship than book-y romance and cuddle nights. And when he crosses paths with Priya Mathur, the elder sister of the first potential bride he wishes to meet, his life goes spiralling in a whirlwind of sweet and sour love he hadn't expected himself to fall for. Cover credit: @ mystwhizzpuzz on IG

Life is uncertain. It's just like a rollercoaster ride with ups and downs , highs and lows. As they say God is the master planner .... Destiny plays it roles and brings people together who are poles apart . Same is the case with Vardhan & Sandhya. He is single father and his world is limited to his daughter. Nothing matters before her . While Sandhya is considerate towards everyone. She believes in doing good for every living being .. What would happen when their world's would collide and they will be bonded together for a lifetime .......

The plan was simple: press the bell and run. Easy. Except... I didn't even get to touch it. The door opened. I froze. A girl stepped out-older than us, maybe by a year or two. Long straight hair, calm expression. Casual, but perfect. And painfully familiar. Yusuf's sister. From Instagram. From that Eid post. Panic hit. My brain: static. Useless. "Uh... does Beenish aunty live here?" WHO. IS. BEENISH. AUNTY. She blinked. "No." "Okay, sorry! Wrong house. Allah Hafiz!" I spun around and half-tripped my way to the nearest bush-where Zainab had already thrown herself like the absolute traitor she is. I started smacking her. "YOU SAID YOU'D STAY WITH ME!" She was wheezing. "Your face! Oh my God, your FACE!" "I panicked! I asked for a fake aunty!" We were still giggling when- The door creaked again. Slower. Heavier. Zainab's laughter stopped. "Zainab," I whispered. "I think... it's him." I turned-just slightly. And there he was. Saif. Plain black tee, sweatpants, and that same cap from his profile. Tall. Calm. Phone in hand. He looked sharper in real life. Taller too. Like the air around him knew who he was before I did. His eyes scanned the street, slow and aware, like he felt something was off. I forgot how to exist. Zainab leaned in. "He's hotter in real life." "Shut. Up." He hadn't seen us. But I saw him. And seeing him like that-real, breathing, quietly magnetic-was something else. He wasn't just a pixelated post anymore. He was here. And somehow, even across the street, he had that pull. Zainab started poking me. qt qt qt on repeat. I elbowed her so hard she nearly fell. Then-his eyes swept the street. Paused. On a cat. He bent down, gently scratched behind its ears. Like they were best friends reuniting after war. We ducked. Hard. And in that moment, I knew two things: One, I was going to murder Zainab. Two, I was absolutely going to remember this forever. And that's how I met him.

ONCE HE GAVE HIS BREATHE TO SAVE HIS LIFE. NOW THE TURN WAS HER. SHE GAVE HER BLOOD TO SAVE HIS LIFE. THEIR LIFE EXCHANGED. THE LIFE SHE WAS BREATHING IN, WAS HIS AND THE LIFE HIS VEIN WAS CIRCULATING WAS HER. #26 IN SPIRITUAL. HIGHEST RANK TILL NOW( 20 SEPTEMBER 2016) #64 IN SPIRITUAL 25 AUGUST #89 IN SPIRITUAL 15 SEPTEMBER #30 IN SPIRITUAL 19 SEPTEMBER ( HIGHEST RANK TILL NOW)

This story can be read standalone. Anamika, the first wife of yuvraj(Crown Prince) Pratap Singh Rathod saw in her dream that all her maids are in a hurry to complete her dressing so that she could attend the puja(Prayer) with her husband. The puja meant for her to get pregnant or shall I say the puja meant for the heir of the kingdom. She was sure that it was a dream because she could see the younger version of herself in the mirror rather than the grandmother of three children. Only to realize that it is not a dream but a reality when she gets pain and saw blood due to the hairpin that the maids were putting in her head. Join Anamika in her journey of Rebirth. Read the full prologue inside the book.

Hello. This is my second story in Wattpad. Many of you have already read few special parts of it in my Facebook Timeline, but whole story will be posted here. Hope you all will enjoy.! Aditya Singhania - a self-made business tycoon, the CEO of a leading textile business, who believes in himself more than anyone around him. His childhood lessons taught him not to trust someone easily, and his struggles made him acquainted with the harsh reality of life from an early age. Being the only man in his home he took the responsibility of his mother and sister, ignoring his own priorities sometimes. Other than his own family, he believes people approach you only for two reasons, either for their own profit, or to destroy you ;for which he refrains himself from getting close to anyone. People call it his arrogance ,while he prefers it as his own safety. So what will happen when a girl from nowhere will appear in his life, invading his space and will question him for his regulations ? Will he let her go that easily after daring to go against him? A girl who loves to live her life in a way, he exactly hates. A girl who highly believes in love, will she be able to bear a man like him? Get ready to ride a rollercoaster of hate and love with Aditya and Pihu. ........ Read, vote and comment.!!

[WINNER OF 'TWEET YOUR STORY INDIA'; FEATURED IN OFFICIAL AmbassadorsIN, Wattpad Romance and RomanceINDIA PROFILE] This is one of the books in the series: Destined To Be. (can be called a collection of books) The story can be enjoyed as a standalone. You can find more details on my profile. ----- Part 1: In the hustle-bustle of the Twenty-First Century, where everyone forgets about themself, two people experience their most beautiful encounter with each other. But, is this encounter enough to spark something between them? What'll happen when they meet back, after five years of their tantalizing experience, in a different circumstance? No one is too enchanting to be remembered, But miracles do happen... Part 2: Drafting ----- [Part 1: Completed] [Third Person Limited + Omniscient Narration] [Part 1: Edited] [Novel] ----- © 2015 Suganthii Story Cover - Designing Pattern and Creative Idea © Suganthii Media Attached to this story belong to their rightful owners and are not violated by any means.