College love story filled with kind, intelligent, unproblematic friends. No family drama. Mature and open minded charecters. Depictions of alcohol and weed. No couple tropes. No cliches. Sweet, Romantic, heartfelt, hilarious. Veera is chaotic, loud, and a certified troublemaker. Her mornings used to begin with baking far too many cookies and rolling around the garden with her beloved dogs. She's never cared for societal expectations. Veera has always followed her heart, no matter how reckless the path. Rohan is disciplined, athletic, and quietly determined. His days once started with grueling physical training and drills with his cricket team. He's mature beyond his years, carrying the weight of his dreams with a quiet resolve. Kavya is poised and graceful; the princess of her family. Her mornings used to be spent reigning in her older brother's chaos, a gentle anchor in a stormy household. Ambitious yet endlessly kind, Kavya knows how to carry herself like royalty and love like a girl still full of hope. Now, on the cusp of adulthood, all three find themselves trying to forge new paths. Letting go of the innocence of adolescence, they face the messy beauty of growing up-navigating complicated feelings, fractured loyalties, and the fragile, enduring truth of love, friendship, and family. Raabta isn't just any connection; it's a fated, almost cosmic tie between souls. It's that ineffable thread that draws two people together across time, silence, distance, or even pain. A sense of knowing without speaking. Of understanding without explanation. Of belonging that doesn't demand possession.

"Kill me or marry me." I said, lifting my chin, trying not to show any kind of fear in my tone. "You know that I can't kill you." He spoke after a good moment of silence. "Then marry me." I again said. I can't believe that I am doing this. I was literally convincing my biggest enemy to marry me at any cost. "And why would I marry you?" He asked in a sarcastic way. "Because you are responsible for my miserable state." I said. "So you want me to marry you out of compensation?" He asked. "Yes," I said, because I have to marry him. "You will regret it." He said it in a dangerous tone, and I gulped. "We will see." I challenged, and I felt him scoffing. "You will receive the invitation and the date of the wedding soon. Be ready for me to ruin the rest of your life." He said and walked out of the room. I kept standing there, gathering all the courage I have. ********* Maitreyi Kanwar, the forbidden princess of Rajgarh, seeking to take revenge for her family's death. She was a weak soul from her childhood, being a neglected daughter. But after losing everything in the war against Udaipur, she decides to be brave and take revenge on the prince of Udaipur. "I will show him what it feels like to lose one's whole family." ******** Pradhuman Singh Shekhawat, the prince of Udaipur, a dangerous soul in the mask of an innocent man. He hated one thing in his whole life, Rajgarh. Now that he killed both the princes of Rajgarh, he felt relieved. But suddenly the princess, who was hidden from the whole world, called him and asked him to marry her. "She herself asked for her life to be messed up, and I will surely fulfil her wish." The biggest irony? Her name is Maitreyi, which means friendship, and her intentions are completely opposite. But it wasn't like that from the beginning. BOOK #2 IN THE HISTORICAL SERIES, CAN BE READ SEPARATELY.

"Do you know, Guruma told me how much she likes me being there." Thirteen year old Meenakshi spoke about her new life. "She is absolutely right. Having you around is like having our blessings around." Chitrama said, as she slowly massaged her bruised arms. "Who would not like you?" She asked, her question rhetorical. "My parents." Meenakshi whispered, making Chitrama look at her. She smiled softly at her, as she saw the little girl becoming a woman. "Does you feet not hurt you?" She asked diverting her attention. They were bruised from walking on the rocks and climbing trees. "No ma. I am used to the pain." Meenakshi said, making Chitrama's heart weep. "One day, you shall be cherished dear, so much that all this pain will be worth it." She said, caressing her soles, before she bandaged them. "I don't have any such expectations ma. And I don't wish to." She said, before she walked to the bathing area.

THIS IS NOT MY STORY. But yea Harry goes back in time.

People say love destroys friendship and one shouldn't fall in love with their best friend, unknown of the fact that if it works out you'll have your best friend as your life partner for the rest of the life ! 𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐘𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐑𝐀 ; He's what you call a gentleman. He's sinfully handsome, ambitious, intelligent, smart and is blessed with everything a person aspires to have in his life. He respects and values everyone and is grateful for everything he has. He had never been in a serious relationship and doesn't even want to because the failed marriage of his sister broke all his belief in love until he started developing romantic feelings for his best friend. Will he acknowledge them or just ignore them ? 𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐈 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀 ; She's a living example of how to create a life for yourself. She's pretty, kind and beautiful inside out. She's strong and bold who lives for little moments. She treasures them and wants nothing but to spread happiness through her delicious delicacies. She has been all alone as far as she remembers but was never lonely as she has always found him by her side. She fell for him first and now the question is will he fall harder and if he does, will that workout or will they part ways breaking their friendship ? ~♡~ "Adi, just stop these things okay." She roared and pushed me a little. I was shocked. I have never seen her this raged. Her face got red and tears flowed from her eyes. "What do you think of yourself ? That you will just come and ask me to marry you and then initiate a passionate kiss, play with my feelings." She said while sobbing and my heart pained. "What do you want from me?" She again asked, weeping badly. "Just a chance." I mumbled to which she just stared at me and her chocolate brown eyes are captivating. 𝐼 𝑤𝑜𝑛'𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎose eyes.

I used to move through things without really stopping. Days came and went, and I let them. It was easier that way. Nothing asked too much of me, and I didn't ask much back. If something slipped away, I told myself it was fine. Most things are. Somewhere along the way, though, I started noticing how quiet moments linger longer than they should. How certain thoughts don't disappear just because you ignore them. How even small things leave behind a shape when they're gone. I don't think I changed all at once. I'm still much the same. But, it was more like slowing down without meaning to. Letting my eyes rest on things for an extra second. Feeling something soften, just a little, before moving on. And I just wonder, when something small disappears from your days, do you feel it leave?

Heba Badran grew up in a funeral home, raised by an Egyptian mortician. She believed her night terrors were nothing more than bad luck. Until they spoke on her sixteenth birthday. The protection of her Anubis amulet waned, and the voices were no longer contained: they were horrors forged in chaos, hunting for demigods' hearts... And they wanted hers. Soon, Heba discovered a hidden world filled with children of the gods who are ruled by laws, judgments, and Egyptian deities who do not forget. Silence, anger and pain once kept Heba safe. Now it may be the reason she's hunted. **FIRST DRAFT** + SHORT CHAPTERS + INCLUDES DIGITAL DRAWINGS + POLLS AFTER EVERY CHAPTER +WEEKLY UPDATES Follow the story in real time. 👻✌️💀

We've read it and most importantly seen it at least 1000 times. This rendition of Barry Allen's adventures aims to remix existing lore from various popular mediums and explore new mythos in a vibrant DC world.

He left Hollow Creek chasing the spotlight. She stayed-and survived the dark. When Nathan West, a rising Hollywood star, returns to his small Pennsylvania hometown just days after Christmas, everyone assumes he's home for the holidays. No one knows the truth: fame cost him everything he loved. Hannah Collins never planned to see him again. Now twenty-six, living with her parents, and raising her one-year-old daughter, she's rebuilding a life shattered by a past no one knows about. Not the town. Not her friends. And definitely not the boy who once promised her forever. As snow falls and old memories resurface, Nathan is forced to face the life he missed-and the woman who became stronger without him. But some wounds run deeper than regret, and love doesn't erase the scars of survival. © 2025 V. Noire. All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction created by the author. Please don't copy, repost without my permission.

"It's like tears in the rain, it means nothing." -- CHASE ATLANTIC (Love is (not) easy) . . . A girl who feels alienated from her family. A boy who has everything and yet nothing at all. Maeve Zarner is a normal 19 year old college sophomore and transfer student to Taven University. And she's pretty average. Average looks (or so she thinks), average income, average house. The only thing she has that's above average is her height, which stands at a whopping 5'10". But even that's not enough for her family to want her. Koen Row is a 20 year old junior at Taven University, as well as the team's top linebacker. And he's got it all. Looks, money, reputation, unwanted attention. Actually, he has it all except for the one thing he really wants and can't seem to get no matter how hard he tries: love. What happens when their fates align? . . . Disclaimer: None of the pictures in the story, including the cover are mine. I found them on the mighty Google. I did design the cover, though :D Another disclaimer: There are mature themes in this story such as abuse/trauma, strong language, and steamy scenes. . . . This is very much a work in progress so please bear with me ^^ this is just a fun project for right now