Every Saturday, two strangers met on Train No.301-never talking much, never knowing names, just shy glances and quiet gestures. She drew him. He noticed. A gifted notebook. A missed Saturday. A message left behind. And now, in the final ride of her journey... he returns. A Pocket Story of feelings, desi warmth, and the slow, delicate rhythm of falling in love without ever saying it.

" HOW DARE YOU TRY TO HURT MY SON??" he shouted at her, his eyes bloodshot. "DON'T SHOW ME THAT FAKE TEARS OF YOURS. I KNOW YOU ARE JUST MASKING YOUR REAL FACE WITH THIS INNOCENT FACE. " he harshly grabbed her arms in a tight grip making her yelp in pain, tears continuously streaming down her face. "I am warning you, if anything happened to my son or if you try to hurt him even a bit then I will do something to you that I won't regret." he said dangerously and pushed her, making her fall on the ground and left from there, closing the door hard with a thud. .............................. Abhinav Mehra, the CEO of Mehra Industries Pvt Ltd and a single parent to Ayansh Mehra. Handsome, hot, arrogant, rude, cold, grumpy person. He was not like that earlier but the situation changed him. Currently finding a girl who can marry him and take care of his son. More like we can say he is finding a nanny. Marriage is just for the sake of his parents. Aarushi Sharma, a cheerful, sweet, bubbly girl. Currently working as a Personal Assistant for Rajveer Kapoor, the CEO of RK Industries Pvt Ltd. Her marriage is fixed with the one and only THE Abhinav Mehra, without her knowledge. Abhinav is very protective for his one and only son, Ayansh. He doesn't want to give her late wife's place to anyone. How both of them who are totally opposite to each other will live under one roof?? Will Ayansh Accept Aarushi as his mother?? Will Abhinav accept Aarushi as his wife more than a nanny of his son?? ............................................................ Rankings✨ #11- arrogant (may 19) #11- imagination (may 24) #8- generalfiction (June 4) #10- crush (June 8) #1- fictionalcharacters (June 9) #1- wattpadindia (June 2) #5- wattpad (June 25) #1- wattpad (June 25) #1- imagination (July 8)

A sunshine girl. A serious man. Multiple chanced meetings that changed everything. Aurora Blaire wasn't looking for anything serious-especially not while on a girls' holiday. But fate had other plans, for both her and Lucian Thorne: a brutally composed CEO who didn't do random, had never been in a relationship, and was too focused on his businesses to find love. What started as chance run-ins turned into something they couldn't ignore. But how does a man built on control survive the kind of girl who blooms in chaos? ------------------------------------------------------------------ ""Her tipsy boldness kicked in hard, and walked for the armrest near him-planning to sit there casually. But the world tilted, and instead of gracefully settling next to him, she ended up tumbling right onto his lap. His hand shot to her waist, steadying her with surprising gentleness. "Careful, princess." he said, his voice low and smooth, just enough to make her blush harder. "Oops," she giggled, cheeks flaming. "I cant believe it's you Mr. Serious." "Still drunk, I see." And with that, Aurora's mind took off in full chatter mode."" ------------------------------------------------------------------ #1 SWEET #1 GRUMPY #1 CUTE #1 FUNNY #1 GRUMPYXSUNSHINE #1 RICHGUY #5 CEO

Final Part Vikram and Naina are rewriting their story. After the dust of their divorce settled, something remarkable happened. They found their way back to each other, not as ex-spouses, but as two souls rediscovering the love that never truly left. They are dating again, quietly, away from the prying eyes of the world. It's a love that feels new yet familiar, fragile yet strong. Every stolen moment, every shared smile, and every whispered promise are pieces of a puzzle they're determined to complete together. But love doesn't exist in a vacuum. Their story is bound to touch the lives of those around them. How will their friends react when they find out? Will their family, once divided over their separation, come together to support this rekindled romance? The journey isn't without its challenges. Questions will be asked. Judgments may be passed. But this time, Vikram is ready to stand by Naina, no matter what. But, will they finally get to live the life they've always wanted, hand in hand, without hesitation? Can love truly conquer all? Let's find out in this final chapter of Vikram and Naina's story-a tale of second chances, enduring love, and the courage to fight for happiness. Stay with me, dear readers, as we unravel the conclusion of their beautiful, messy, and heartfelt journey.

Being forced to get married due to unforseen circumstances, Vikram and naina have been leading a loveless marriage for 12 years. their only connection to one another are their twin children. will they ever find the love they were seeking, or will they break apart?

••••• His hand roughly grabs my chin, and my face is pulled closer to his as his lips move towards my ear, his fingers brushing a strand of my hair back. "You have to clean it up now," he murmurs, and I hum as I shuffle closer, wiping the frosting away with my finger. He watches me as I lick the frosting off my finger and push it into my mouth, wrapping my lips around it as I pull it out with a smirk tugging at my lips. "Did you enjoy that?" I whisper in his ear, and his eyes darken in response. The only response I needed. ••••• Diana La Rossi was given her first target at the age of 20, after spending her whole life in isolation. The mission opens up a ticket to her freedom, a ticket to her exploring the world beyond the glass panels from her room, but also opening a path to new opportunities, such as love. But she is not alone, and suddenly the heirs of the best mafias in Italy have to chase their target, either together or alone. But Diana doesn't only meet new friends and live her life in danger but excitement, she also finds a new family and love, with a past that was buried too deep.

"In a game of power, passion, and revenge... who will break first?" --------------------------------------------------------- Bound to a chair, Sophia glares at Vittorio, her defiance of a spark in the oppressive darkness. He circles her like a predator, his sharp eyes drinking in her fury and vulnerability. His voice, smooth and venomous, drops to a whisper as he leans in, trapping her between his towering frame and the cold reality of her situation. "You can struggle all you want, doll," he murmurs, his hand grazing her jaw with cruel precision. "But I always break my toys." Sophia's jaw tightened as she saw his arrogant smirk. "Do it." --------------------------------------------------------- She was fire-untamed, unbroken, and dangerously close to consuming him whole. He was the storm-ruthless, relentless, and determined to make her his. Bound by revenge and torn by an attraction neither can control, Sophia and Vittorio must walk the fine line between destroying each other and falling too deep. But in a world where betrayal is inevitable and love is a weapon, only one question remains... Who will burn, and who will break? What do you think? Want it darker, softer, or even more intense?

A marriage of convenience. A cold billionaire. A contract that was never meant to involve love... but hearts don't follow rules.

« Une figurante n'a pas le droit d'afficher des émotions trop complexes. Au mieux, on lui prête une histoire tragique dont on se sert à titre d'exemple. Au pire, sa vie est si terne qu'elle meuble juste l'espace au sein de l'intrigue principale. » Si on écoutait Sandrine Kervellec, on passerait à côté d'une femme exceptionnelle. Hélas, ses complexes ont toujours définis ses rapports avec les autres, les hommes en particulier. Affectée depuis peu dans un nouveau régiment, la jeune femme espérait prendre un nouveau départ. Nouvel environnement, nouveaux amis, nouvelles aventures en perspectives. Si elle attire l'attention d'un collègue aussi froid que fascinant, son désir de vivre une histoire extraordinaire lui fait oublier toute prudence. Jusqu'au drame. Trois ans après l'échec de sa relation, l'adjudant-chef le plus haï du régiment remet les pieds sur les lieux du crime. Il paraît qu'on ne change jamais vraiment. Joffrey Campier fera-t-il mentir cet adage ? Cette œuvre est protégée par le droit d'auteur, strictement réservée à l'usage privé du client. La diffuser sans autorisation, notamment à travers le Web ou les réseaux d'échange et de partage de fichiers est formellement interdit. Toute reproduction ou diffusion au profit de tiers, à titre gratuit ou onéreux de tout ou partie de cette oeuvre, est strictement interdite et constitue une contrefaçon prévue par les articles L335-2 et suivants du code de la propriété intellectuelle. photo : © CURAphotography et © PalatovskyStudio Couverture JdC © Édition Juliette Di Cen 2014 Tous droits réservés Novella de 20500 mots environ.

Varsha Sharma had always believed life unfolded in a straight line-one step after another, one dream leading gently into the next. She had love waiting for her, wedding rituals filling her days, a brother and sister-in-law who were her world, and two little souls who filled the house with laughter. Everything was set. Everything was certain. Until the night everything changed. In a single, cruel moment, her perfect life shattered, leaving her with two infants who clung to her heartbeat and a world that no longer made sense. Her marriage collapsed, her home fell silent, and every path she once dreamed of closed at once. But grief has a strange way of rearranging destinies. Pulled together by loss and bound by responsibility, Varsha and Ashwin Raina-strangers in every sense but devotion-find their lives stitched into the same story. He, the quiet, work-driven brother who lost a sister too soon. She, the bruised yet unbreakable girl who became a mother overnight. Together, they step into a marriage neither planned, building a family from the ruins of heartbreak, discovering strength in places they never looked, and learning that sometimes love doesn't arrive as a choice... but as a promise you make to those who can't make one for themselves. Sometimes love doesn't arrive as a fairy tale- sometimes it grows quietly in the spaces grief leaves behind.