༺♡༻ 𝑲𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒂 𝒀𝒆𝒉 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒒 𝑯𝒂𝒊 ༺♡༻ Some stories are not meant to be told- they are meant to be felt. This is not one love story. It is a collection of many- of glances that stayed, of silences that spoke, of hearts that loved... a little too deeply. In these pages, you'll find shayaris inspired by the couples we adored, the moments that lingered, and the emotions that refused to fade. Some will feel familiar, some will feel like yours, and some... will quietly settle in your heart. Because not all love is loud- some of it exists in pauses, in memories, in the space between words. ༺♡༻ Read slowly. Feel deeply. Maybe somewhere between these lines... you'll find your own ishq.

✰✰Book 2 in molhatras brother's series . . . . . . SHE- "WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU LOOK AT ME" HE -"YOU'RE MY FAVOURITE DIRTY THOUGHT " WHEN A GIRL WHO IS NOT INTERESTED IN LOVE AND TRYING HARD TO ACHIEVE HER GOALS MEETS A BOY WHO IS TRYING EVERY POSSIBLE WAY TO MAKE HER HIS EVEN THOUGH HE KNOW HE IS WRONG SOMEWHERE .............................⋆｡°✩⋆｡°✩...........................

"Do you really want this marriage?"she asked and finally look at me That deep black eyes like pacific ocean.. pink lips.. chubby cheeks.. bottom nose.. long eyelashes.. that small nath just perfect.. "Yes"I replied "And why?"she again asked "None of your business just tell me if you want this marriage or not if not yet this marriage will take place"I said She just look at me without any shock.. just freeze.. I was going to squeeze her hand when I hold her hand... She flinch hard that I immediately took my hand away from her.. "What happened are you ok?"I asked in little concerned voice "D-don't..." ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Avyan Rathore ~ Cold.. rude.. businessman.. Siara Oberoi ~ Sweet.. cheerful.. beautiful.. 2nd year student.. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Don't judge the book by first 10 chapters... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Soft romance... Age gap ~ Trauma~ Past~ Underground world ~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Did she able to understand the love? Did she bring peace to his life? Did he able to be her Good husband? Enjoy the story.... I hope u like it .. Comment and vote guys and tell me how's it?

𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐌&𝐌 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 🅂🅃🄰🄽🄳🄰🄻🄾🄽🄴 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 𝐗 𝐑𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐡 •𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧•

"I love you..." I whispered, mustering every ounce of courage. He stood before me, silent-his eyes clouded with confusion... or was it sorrow? We were alone on the empty road, under a moonlit sky. But his face held no joy. Did he not love me? Then why he make me feel in that way. "I love you, Triple S..." My voice trembled as tears blurred my vision. "Stop it," he said, his voice heavy. With a sigh, he turned away, walking off into the night. "I really love you!" I shouted, desperate. "I swear, I'll never leave you... not even after death!" . ........⭐........ Ishq: A Never Ending Love Story College was supposed to be about bunking classes, late-night Maggi, and maybe... a few harmless crushes. Not about falling for the guy who looked like he belonged to another world - one where laughter had long faded and memories were locked away. She was chaos in sneakers - a first-year with too much energy and a smile that could light up storms. He was silence in human form - a final-year mystery, always at the back of the class, always alone. They weren't meant to cross paths. But then again, love never asks for permission. Aashi is hiding something. A secret that could erase everything. And Shreyansh? He's already lost too much to risk feeling again. But what happens when she starts forgetting... and he starts remembering everything they built? This isn't just a love story. It's a war between memory and emotion. Between holding on... and letting go. Seven stages. One unforgettable journey. Some loves don't need forever - just the right moments. Read Ishq - because some stories live on... even when people forget

Ayesha-aka Miss Disaster. The girl who loves sleep more than shopping (yes, that exists). She's chaos in human form, the queen of silliness, and the CEO of running her mouth. If trouble had a face, it would be hers. Eshan-aka Mr. Brick Wall. He's serious, disciplined, and allergic to nonsense. Basically, Ayesha's worst nightmare in human form. He's older, wiser (according to him), and convinced that she's the biggest headache of his life. They hate each other. Like, proper "I'll throw my shoe at you" kind of hate. So, obviously, his family decides he needs a girl just like him for marriage. Logical, right? Well, fate had other plans. And fate has a very twisted sense of humor. What happens when the loudest troublemaker gets stuck with the most uptight man on the planet-in a marriage neither of them wanted? Discipline meets disaster. Chaos meets control. And Eshan? Well, he's about to find out that peace is a luxury he can no longer afford. Welcome to their shaadi, where love might happen... after the war.

4 people 2 couple Where sports meets bollywood industry and Politics meets Mafia A story which started in junior college and having no ends to it... "Suddenly, my autocorrect knew your name! " Tropes Couple 1: Sunshines Sports romance College romance Sports × model Friends to lovers Sister's bestfriend Couple 2: Politics × Mafia College romance Senior × junior Enemies to lover Bubbly × grumpy Brother's best friend

"Love" was a beautiful word and an enchanting experience for her, but for him, it represented the worst memories of his past. He had sworn to himself that he would never love anyone again, convinced that love only brought pain. His past experiences had shattered his belief in love, leaving him emotionally guarded. Yet, she was determined to change that. With every smile, every shared moment, she gave him countless reasons to believe in love and the possibility of happiness, even if it meant finding joy without her. As she stood by him, she gently chipped away at his defenses, showing him that love could be a source of strength rather than sorrow. Little by little, he began to see glimpses of what love could truly be-a partnership filled with trust, laughter, and shared dreams.Deep down, she began to rekindle his faith in love, but the fear of being hurt again held him back. He found himself torn between his growing feelings and the promise he made to protect his heart. Would he dare to embrace love again, or would his past continue to hold him captive? Her gaze softened as she spoke, "Sometimes I just wish you could see love like I do. It's not only about happiness; it's about healing." He sighed, a shadow crossing his face. "Healing? For me, love was more like a battlefield. I've lost too much to even think about stepping back in." She leaned closer, her voice gentle yet firm. "But what if love could be different this time? What if it could help mend those broken pieces?" He looked away, the weight of memories pressing down on him. "I want to believe that, but every time I try, the scars pull me back to the pain." With a hint of vulnerability, she said, "Let me love you for once, even if you can't love me." ✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦