Some feelings stay incomplete, aching every second - because they deserve to be poetry. 20- 04- 2025 _ 20- 01- 2026 completed all the images are taken from google & pinterest. i don't own them except the editing

🌸 𝐈𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐬𝐢𝐱 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐲𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 - 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 💫 --- 💙 𝑺𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒃𝒐𝒚 × 𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝑯𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒚𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒃𝒖𝒔. --- 📓 𝑺𝒉𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒚 × 𝒖𝒏𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 = 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒘 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒃𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔. --- ☀️ 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆 × 𝑮𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒑𝒚 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒎. 𝑯𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒚 - 𝒚𝒆𝒕. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

Just a basic single parent story, a mafia who is cold, rude and arrogant but at the same time too soft and respectful and a girl who is caged in the fear of her past which stops her from exploring something called love!? But there is a twist, this is not some usual single parent story, the threads of past is entangled in such a way that it will make you hell-bent to think that how can a mother be so cruel?but that's a story to tell some other day. Each chapter has a different story that will act as clue also as well as a hint of confusion. ♡HIS ANYA⑅🦢🌷 ♡HER ANSH⑅🤍✨ Lemme tell you beforehand this is a slowburn story not in the context of feelings but in terms of romance and you know what I mean. And many of things may feel unrealistic or childish but still it is what it is you can correct me wherever you want🤍 This is my first book and I am not experienced enough to make it like a professional and the initial chapter maybe boring and many of will not be satisfied with my writing style and it's totally okay you'll can drop some suggestions and advice. But as the story proceeds my writing style will also! Please don't report my hardwork it would mean a lot to me, if you don't like the book please don't read it♡ So now enough of discussing. Dive in to get to know about what happened!? HAPPY READING♡‿♡

"I love you, Aanya," Ishaan whispered near her ear. Her eyes widened. Her breath hitched. Her heart... skipped. Ishaan smirked, pulling her closer, soaking in her priceless reaction. "I... I..." she stammered, heart racing. But he finished it for her, that same teasing smirk still playing on his lips, "And I know you love me too, sweetheart." •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Hey folks, I'm ISHAAN VEER. Just an ordinary guy who loves three things - my sister's chaotic family, my bestie Rudy, and music. While I was busy trying to forget my one-sided ex-love, she stumbled into my life. Not on me... on my car. Like some weird twist of destiny - AANYA. A girl who claims she remembers nothing except her name and age. But the real question is - is she telling the truth, or just pretending? Welcome to a journey full of laughter, confusion, music, and maybe... love.

"Come in", a deep, low masculine voice responded. Aastha hesitated for a second before pushing the door because she was really nervous. Really nervous means really very nervous. But the moment her eyes met the man siting behind the desk, a shiver ran down in her spine. "You seem nervous", he whispered. Aastha's mind had gone blank as he leaned in slightly, his lips barely inches away from her ear. She tried to push him away, pressing her hands against his chest, but he was strong - too strong. "Remember, we're going to see each other often now." His held her wrist lightly, a touch that sent an electrifying sensation in her body. "And I", he continued, "don't forget things easily." He removed his fingers from her wrist, he moves back a step away, to give her path. "That will be all, Ms. Aastha Mehra, you can leave." Without uttering a word, she walked out of the office as fast as she could without running. She didn't know what past is his talking about, one thing she strongly agreed that, 'Fate wasn't just playing with her life - it was perhaps about to turn everything upside down'.

She was the moon, he was the selenophile. He fell first. She fell harder. Aarohi-once a firecracker of mischief and joy-now hides behind silence and shadows. Broken by false promises and a fractured family, she's forgotten what it means to smile freely. She never forgave her mother for walking away... and never trusted love again. Enter Rajvansh-calm, patient, and quietly intense. He once found her annoying. Now, after ten years, all he sees are the lifeless eyes of the girl he used to know. And he's ready to bring her back-even if it means setting her world on fire to light her way again. A story of school romance, emotional healing, and a love that never really left. #SchoolRomance #ChildhoodLove #EmotionalHealing #SlowBurn