𝐻𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑖𝑙𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑠𝑡. #𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐌𝐌 𝐒𝐜𝐢-𝐟𝐢 𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲-𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𓆩𓆗𓆪 Omkara Rathore doesn't touch. Not his students. Not his colleagues. Not even his own reflection if it gets too close. A medical science professor with a condition he never chose──his skin rejects contact, his body recoils from scents, and his heart has learned that feeling is a wound he cannot afford. So he stays cold. Stays distant. Stays safe. Until Yaksh Shergill walks into his life. A transfer student with a golden smile and eyes that see too much. Humble. Charming. Everyone's favorite. Omkara should hate him. Instead, for the first time in his life── A scent doesn't repulse him. A touch doesn't rebuke him. It pulls. And that terrifies him more than any disease ever could. But Yaksh isn't what he seems either. Behind that warm facade lives something petty. Something possessive. Something that has decided Omkara Rathore is his to follow. To provoke. To ruin. And when a body is found── When a murder cracks open secrets buried inside Omkara's own blood── They will have to trust each other to survive. But how do you trust someone whose very smell makes you lose control? 𓆩𓆗𓆪 𝑇𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑟 ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑡. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟? 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛.

In the mist-covered hills of Ooty, buried secrets refuse to stay hidden. When forgotten pasts begin connecting their dots, Unnati Sharma finds herself entangled with the dangerously unreadable Vedansh Kumar Verma, A man whose obsession was never ordinary. she never understood what kind of past connected her to the powerful businessman-turned-politician Vedansh Kumar Verma, nor why every hidden truth somehow led back to him. But before she could uncover the answers, he had already dragged her forcefully into his life, possessive, unreadable, and terrifyingly devoted. His obsession for her was lethal, the kind that blurred the line between protection and possession. "Feral yearning," he had once told her quietly, And perhaps, what frightened Unnati the most was realizing that whatever existed between them had never truly begun from tge day they met.. it was decided from decades...maybe long ago when they hadn't even born... Past connected to her present.. the Past that haunts her the most ..

𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 MEET 𝐌𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐫𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐡𝐠𝐚𝐥 I hate you, Jinal Thakur," he growled, gripping her wrist, his breath hot against her lips. "I hate you so much..." he whispered before crushing his mouth against hers out of pure jealousy. "I hate you too, Mr. Sehgal," she spat back, slapping him with trembling hands... and a heart that betrayed her words. And yet... It didn't stop him from doing the deed he was about to do. _________________________________ 𐙚⋆°｡⋆♡ A dark, intense love story.

I met Nikarsh Khurana when I was eight years old. Not in school. Not at a family function. But in a crowded tuition classroom where children came to study and I unknowingly found the boy who would stay in my thoughts for years. He lived only one lane away from me. Close enough to see. Close enough to remember. Yet somehow, always too far away. From childhood memories and unfinished conversations to years of silent longing, this is the story of a girl who grew up carrying feelings she never had the courage to name and a boy whose brown eyes became a part of every chapter of her life. Maybe this is a love story. Or maybe it's a story about growing up, holding on, letting go, and finding the courage to write your own ending when life refuses to give you one. After all, some people live miles apart. Mine lived only one lane away. Created: 2nd June, 2026 Started: 20th July, 2026 Ended:

A multicouples story with lots of fun and family drama A story which will lead you to experience all the emotions Zultan × zimal " ᶻᵘˡᵗᵃⁿ ᵏᵒ ᵃᵃʲ ᵗᵃᵏ ᵏᵒⁱ ᵏᵃᵇᵘ ⁿᵃʰⁱ ᵏᵃʳᵖᵃʸᵃ ᵖʰⁱʳ ᵗᵘᵐ ᵃᵃʸⁱ ᵐᵃˡᵐᵃˡ" -- zultan mirza Fazil × Ismaat "ᶠᵃᶻⁱˡ ᵏⁱ ᵏⁱˢᵐᵃᵃᵗ ᵐᵉ ʰᵃⁱ ⁱˢᵐᵃᵃᵗ " -- Faazil mirza Mohid × zarmish "ᵃᵃᵖᵏᵒ ᵠᵘᵇᵒᵒˡ ᵏᵃʳⁿᵃ ʰᵘᵐᵃʳⁱ ᵏʰᵘˢʰ ᵏⁱˢᵐᵃᵗⁱ ʰᵃⁱ ᶻᵃʳʳ" -- Mohid mirza Give this book a chance to experience a lot of fun and happiness #1 rank in respect on Wattpad © All rights reserved

Two Best friend's Sara and iroshani. since childhood, they'd shared everything - secrets, tears, dreams, and now... college life. They were inseparable, like two sides of the same soul. Shubman who is the Tall. Confident. Unapologetically charming. With messy hair, a cricket bat slung over his shoulder, and eyes that made every girl on campus steal a second glance - he wasn't just a boy, he was the heartbeat of Xavier's. Shubman who falls in love with Sara and Sara who already have a crush on him turns to love. Not knowing that there is someone who is watching them from silence Iroshani who is watching her best friend fall in love with her crush stayed silent and shubman never sees her love towards him. What will happen when the paths cross? Will shubman notice her ever? Will shubman fall in love with iroshani? Sneak to see further Enjoy reading :

"𝑻𝒖𝒋𝒉 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒓𝒂𝒂𝒃 𝒅𝒊𝒌𝒉𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒚𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒌𝒚𝒂 𝒌𝒂𝒓" __________________________________________________________________ "ek army officers se pyaar karne mein daar nahi lagta"he said, looking at her,with a smile waiting for her to answer him "payr main daar ki koi jagah nahi hoti,woh haar daar se ubhar deti hai" she said, looking into his honey eyes. ★★★★ "Toh, you like me?" he asked, bending down to her level, a playful smile tugging at his lips. Her eyes, heavy with sleep and the haze of too many drinks, tried to focus on his face. Everything around her was a blur - except him. "Hai!!! Like kya hota hai, I pyaar you, vaibhav" she mumbled, her voice soft and slurred. ★★★ Anirudh was an army officer through and through. Serving the nation wasn't just his duty - it was his only purpose. He lived by rules, followed time like a shadow, and believed in action more than words. Discipline was in his blood, Smart, calculated, and always two steps ahead ,Feelings? They had no place in his world. His heart beat for the uniform, and nothing else. Titli Khurana-true to her name-was like a butterfly, wild and free. A soul not meant to be caged, yet when she chose someone, her love would be deep, loyal, and endless. Since childhood, she had only one dream: to marry a man in uniform. And fate, in its quiet magic, made it even sweeter-the boy she had secretly loved for years had grown up to wear that very uniform. Vaibhav Khurana had always believed that love was an art-and he was never good at art. So, he stayed away from it,. But then came RIRIKA-the girl with almond-shaped eyes and a laugh that could light up silence. She didn't just walk into his life; she quietly slipped into the cracks he thought were sealed Still, he reminded himself not to feel. She wasn't just his sister's best friend-she was the younger sister of his best friend too. And tha

જ⁀➴ 𝓔 𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 ~ "I asked you something, Why did you do that for me?" she said, fastening her seatbelt. He stared straight ahead at the road, gripping the steering wheel a little tighter than necessary. "Because I hate you," He said finally. Her head snapped toward him. "And damn it... you hate me too. Maybe the most." He let out a short breath. "And I want that hate all for myself." ~ "But you hated me." She said, while shivering in his arms. "I'm re-considering my life decisions at this point." He whispered before pulling her into a kiss.

Heartstrings book 1 Jyeshtha Singh Raichand is 'the girl' Carrying 'Raichand' as her last name makes her special in every way. She is her family's little princess and one word from her, they'd bring the world to her but all she has ever wanted is the cold and elusive Army man who refuses to even acknowledge her existence. Jyeshtha Singh Raichand has had a crush on her brother's bestfriend since the first time she laid eyes on him, and despite everyone being aware of it, The cold, elusive Yug Malhotra has always only prioritised his friendship with her brother and upholding the unsaid rule, 'Don't fall in love with your bestfriend's sister.' The 6 feet gorgeous looking NCC cadet has a heart of ice, but it melts so smoothly everytime his eyes fall on her causing an avalanche he is unable to avoid. He'd go to hell but see her getting hurt and yet he can't be the one wiping her tears away because he is sole reason behind them. ⭑⚝🪐༘⋆｡˚ But growing up with the dreams of a fairytale awaiting her, Jyeshtha isn't the one to back off and despite Yug fighting hard to keep his feelings contained by distancing himself from Jyeshtha, she is determined to show him that she means more to him than he himself likes to think of. ⭑⚝🪐༘⋆｡˚ "Why do you love me?" I asked, turning to look at her. She kept staring at the moon for a moment and just when I thought she wouldn't answer, her eyes moved to me, instantly capturing me in the depth of her brown orbs. "Because it's you." She softly said, that smile adorning her face as I found myself unable to look away from her.