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A Second Chance at Love :- TWO HEARTS ONE DESTINY. di rohi_wrts
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"𝐴 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑢𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠. 𝐻𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡, 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑠 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑤𝑛. 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠, 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑢𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑢𝑛𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑠. 𝐺𝑒𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑙, 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑠 𝑖𝑡𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑖𝑛 𝑢𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠."✨️♡❤️ He's the King of Rajasthan and a single father with his heart wrapped around his little girl and his mind focused on building a future for them. She's a compassionate teacher with dreams of her own and a warmth that lights up every room. When they cross paths, they're worlds apart yet drawn together by an undeniable connection. As their paths cross, what begins as an innocent connection grows into something deeper, something neither of them saw coming. He's afraid to love again, bound by his past, while she's afraid to fall, haunted by the idea of loss. But as they navigate stolen glances and shared laughter, they start to realize that maybe-just maybe-fate has other plans. In a story of courage, healing, and the unbreakable pull of destiny, two hearts discover that the love they never planned for might be the one they were always meant to find. ❤️✨
𝐌𝐀𝐈 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐖𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐈 [𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖠𝗋𝗍 𝖮𝖿 𝖶𝖺𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀] (Duet #1) di PranishaXwriters
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𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙆𝙞 𝙇𝙖𝙩𝙩 𝙈𝙤𝙝𝙚.... 𝘼𝙚𝙨𝙞 𝙇𝙖𝙜𝙞 𝙃𝙤𝙜𝙮𝙞... ♡𝙈𝘼𝙄 𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙒𝘼𝘼𝙍𝙄♡ ******************** Those eyes. Dark, intense, and impossibly deep, fixed on me in a way that made my breath catch. There was no anger in them, no mockery, just a strange calm that pulled me in without warning. I couldn't explain why my heart started pounding so loudly or why looking away felt impossible. In that moment, it felt like the world had shifted slightly off its axis, leaving me shaken in a way I wasn't ready to understand. ~ Anvi Malhotra✨ ________________________________________________ This peacock feather... it reminds me of Krishna and Radha, the kind of love that people don't just feel, but worship. A love so pure that it became divine. I know nothing in this world can ever match what they shared. Maybe no human love ever can. But what I feel is honest, and it comes from the deepest part of my heart. It may not be perfect, but it is real. So, with your permission, can you please make me yours? Can you please do me the honour of calling me yours?" ~ Avighna Rawal🦚 ________________________________________________ Dive into the story to know more ❤️✨. No cheating. No toxicity. No love triangles. Just a simple school love story filled with love, friendship, laughter, and moments that might bring back memories of your school days. 29/4/26 - [No. 1 on top 10 indian stories] ________________________________________________ © 2025 by PranishaXwriters. All rights reserved.
𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 di authorini
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Two college students discover an abandoned infant girl wrapped in a thin blanket on street. Unsure what to do but unable to walk away, they decide to take her with them-just for one night. What begins as a moment of compassion quickly changes their lives in ways they never imagined. Between lectures, part-time jobs, and sleepless nights, they learn the weight of responsibility. The tiny stranger brings laughter, chaos, and a sense of purpose they didn't know they were missing. But questions about her past start to surface, along with the fear of losing her. As they search for answers, their bond with the little girl grows deeper.
𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮�𝐬 𝐀𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 di angelwritesins
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❝𝑰 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅'𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚... 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒓𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒐𝒔.❞ He married her to protect his company. She married him to fix her reputation. Neither of them planned to fall apart in the process. What's going to happen next? Will they fall for eachother while playing this game of vengeance and contract marriage. Or they will discover something that will shatter them beyond repair... ❝𝑯𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆.❞ ___________ Started on: 28 November 2025 End on:
𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐐 𝐁𝐄𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 di avaniwriteslove
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𝐓𝐮 𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧... 𝐓𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐚-𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐚 𝐬𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢... 𝐓𝐮 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐡-𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐡 𝐬𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢... 𝐌𝐮𝐣𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐭𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐭𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐫𝐚... 𝐏𝐚𝐥 𝐞𝐤 𝐩𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚... 𝐓𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐣𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚... Shaurya Dixit was everything the world admired - disciplined, brilliant, untouchable. Calm on the outside, unreadable within. Success followed him like a shadow, but so did silence. Aarohi Sharma was fire wrapped in laughter - ambitious, fearless, and the heart of every room she walked into. Yet behind her confidence lived a girl who had learned to survive without leaning on anyone. When a new academic rival enters her perfectly controlled world, sparks don't just fly - they collide. What begins as competition slowly turns into something neither of them is prepared to face. Because sometimes love isn't loud. Sometimes it grows in stolen glances, unfinished arguments, and feelings left unsaid. But when pride stands where confession should, even the strongest hearts can break. And some love stories... don't end when they're supposed to. ----⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ ♡ ・:*ೃ࿔⋆---- Started on:- 14 March 2026 Ended on:- Original work by author_avani Cover made by me
MRIGNAYANI  di hapwrites
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𝔰𝔥𝔢'𝔰 ℌ𝔦𝔰 𝙊𝘽𝙎𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝔞𝔫𝔡 ℌ𝔢'𝔰 ℌ𝔢𝔯 𝘼𝘿𝘿𝙄𝘾𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 Her eyes captivated him. His darkness consumed her. Neither was willing to surrender. She is not a woman who could be broken. A fierce lawyer with a dangerous temper, she fought battles in the courtroom-until she found herself trapped in a war she never saw coming. He is a ruthless gangster, a man feared by all. Cold, merciless, and untouchable. But when he saw her, something inside him shifted. She wasn't just another conquest-she became his greatest obsession. But what he didn't expect was her obsession with him. She hated him. She wanted to destroy him. And yet, she couldn't stop craving the fire only he could ignite. He is her enemy. He is her addiction. A love so toxic, so passionate, it would either consume them or burn everything around them. In this game of power, passion, and madness, who will break first? Dark Romance | Obsession | Mafia | Enemies to Lovers | Dangerous Love
Mrs. Chauhan (Book 3) di Monacurtis
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Kavya Singh has spent her life trapped in abuse, living only for her sick little sister. Saurav Chauhan, a charming and devoted Flight Lieutenant abandoned in childhood, hides his loneliness behind warmth and a gentle smile. One drunken night brings them together. A brutal lie tears them apart. Threatened by her family and by her sister's life, Kavya files a false case against Saurav, destroying his honor and his world. To end the scandal, his family offers money but her family demands marriage. Forced into a union built on hatred and betrayal, Kavya and Saurav begin a journey from burning resentment to unexpected love, where dark secrets, buried pain, and powerful emotions change everything.
Permission to love, Major? di Deewanixwriters
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Major Harshwardhan Malhotra does not believe in coincidences, and he certainly does not believe in feelings. In his world, everything is planned, controlled, and executed without hesitation. Then Dr. Tara Vashishth walks into his unit. She laughs too loudly, talks too freely, and refuses to be intimidated by his rank. No one understands why the strictest Major becomes unusually quiet around her. Now the real question isn't whether he'll fall. It's whether he'll ever admit it.
Dil vil pyar vyar  di Deewanixwriters
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In 90s Bhopal, where every gali had a love story and every radio played romantic songs, he remained untouched. An IPS officer known for his calm mind and strict principles, he worked under Commissioner Jagadish Rathore with complete loyalty. Love, for him, was distraction. But Kirti Rathore, bold, spoiled, and used to getting everything she wanted had decided that his attention was the only thing she truly desired.
RENEWAL - Rised Again di blisswrts
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𝗦𝗽𝗼𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗿𝘀...... ❤✨🌻🌸👑🌍 🅂🄰🅁🄰🄽🅈🄰 I took a step back, clenched my fist, and raised it in the air. With a sudden jerk, I punched him hard on the jaw. He stumbled on his feet and dropped onto the couch. I hovered over him, pressing one knee onto the cushion. Again, I landed a punch near his jaw. He groaned in pain and clutched it. I stood back, crossed my arms over my chest, and stepped away, keeping a good distance between us. He lifted his gaze to me; the corner of his lips was bleeding. No... No.... Stop there. Don't care for him. He is no one to you.... I repeat no one. Dare he said those shitty words to you.... So please don't care for him..... It's karma he stabbed me by words and I stumbled him by my punches. 💙🧿🐚💟✨🦋 🄰🄳🄸🅃🄴🄴 "Kaha ki baat kaha lee ja rahe ho tum?" I said taking steps towards him but he showed me by showing his palm and I froze in my place. "Mein!!! You.... You.... Why can't you get it. I want us to be a happy family with our babies" He yelled. "But I don't want tooooo...." I yelled back. "Mind your wordssssss" He yelled while his eyes were blood shot red. "I won'ttttt" I said as it was enough for me to control myself. He clenched the nearest vase in his hands and smashed it against the dressing table mirror beside me. I gasped and tried to stop him, but he grabbed another vase and threw it in my direction-not to harm me, but with force. I stumbled on my feet, and before I could fall, he caught me by the elbow and pushed me onto the bed. The next thing I saw was him storming out of the room in anger, slamming the door behind him with a loud thud. He left me, and I cried for him for over an hour... but he didn't came back.