An Indian High School Romance where eyes talk more than words.... ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Meet my Two Individuals SHIVAAY SHARMA is a Commerce topper, an ambivert who is straightforward with everyone-except one person. Known as the school's Centre of Attraction, he is a blend of a nerd with glasses and a hot physique, making him the Popular Guy everyone notices. As the Head Boy of the school, Shivaay exudes charm and intellect. BHAWNA TRIVEDI, on the other hand, is a Science topper. She is introverted, blunt, and strict, preferring to keep a low profile despite her popularity due to her striking looks. She despises being in the limelight and harbors a strong distaste for love. As the Head Girl of the school, she carries herself with an air of discipline and authority. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Dive into this story full of unrequited love, destiny, comedy, friendship, and the trials of school life. Told through a series of flashbacks, this slow-burn narrative will capture the essence of youth, relationships, and the bittersweet journey of growing up. MULTICOUPLE STORY: Each couple brings a different trope to life, weaving together various dynamics that will keep you hooked. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ DISCLAIMER: THE IDEA IS MINE AND I WON'T TOLERATE THE COPYING OF MY BOOK. BUT CRITICISM AND FEEDBACK ARE ALWAYS WELCOME 🙏 🤗 THANKYOU FOR CHOOSING MY BOOK AND HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT TIME READING IT!!!!!

[ON HOLD] Till March 2026 This story carries the nostalgia, the friendship warmth, the first heartbreak ache, and that magical feeling of being young and not knowing how big those little moments were. We're talking classroom crushes, last bench laughs, firsts that stay forever, and love stories that begin with friendship, mischief, and shared secrets. Before the heartbreaks, Before the confessions, There was friendship. Shared benches. Inside jokes. First crushes. And love stories that bloomed between attendance calls and farewell parties. It's a school year filled with :- •Best friends falling without realising . •Enemies stealing glances . •First heartbreaks you never really recover from . • And memories that stay, long after the last bell rings. A story about the kind of love that's awkward, innocent, unforgettable. 🦋 Because sometimes, the slowest burns leave the longest warmth. "This isn't just their school year. It's the one they'll never stop talking about." They didn't mean to fall in love but oh, they did. Slowly. Stupidly. Softly. 💬 This is the kind of love you remember after school ends. 💌 A multicouple, slowburn rom-com that smells like old textbooks, teenage heartbreaks, and the best kind of first. Tension-filled friendships Academic rivals turned lovers Banter. Burn. And best friends who never saw it coming

-𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐒- "This was just an arrangement" I stared into oblivion repeating the same words he offered me the night of our wedding. He stepped closer to me lifting my chin with a finger and I resisted a shiver triggered just by his mere stare "Look me in the eye and say that" my heart clenched and I blinked when the tears threatened to suffocate me. 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 ༺❀༻ 𝙄𝙩𝙞 𝘿𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙧𝙖𝙟𝙜𝙞𝙧, a perfect enthusiast of happiness and a jolly personality. Coming from a well reputed business family she was expected to marry off for the sake of strengthening a successful alliance. But that was ever her dream, to have a fairytale of her own. 𝙈𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙫 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙖𝙧, a person exhaustively devoted to the empire he created. Known for his extreme silence even at the sour times. When the two opposite souls were bound together by the thread of marriage. Who will be chosen by Love and who would it break? Iti x Manav

A girl with dreams to achieve and a bestfriend to find. Aashiqa Ahuja, a simple yet highly educated and intelligent girl who only have two people in her life, her brother and her dearest bestfriend Maya whom she adores. Maya suddenly goes missing and Aashiqa's life is on for a ride. In her way comes Mr. Kabir Rathore whom she loathes with all her heart, but will this hatred change into something else and will she be able to find Maya? Read to know all about it ;-) Hope y'all love it!! Happy reading :)

A high school love story about two teenagers who are still figuring out life, themselves, and whatever the hell they're supposed to do with all these feelings. Agastya Singh falls for his mysterious neighbour, Zara Kapoor, the moment he sees her. For him, it was love at first sight-his first crush, his first love and the first time he actually felt something for someone. And Zara? She didn't believe in any of it. With the things she'd been through and the way she'd always looked at relationships, she had convinced herself that some feelings were better off being called friendship. So while Agastya was busy falling for her, Zara was busy convincing herself that he was nothing for her. Two teenagers, two different ways of looking at love and way too many feelings neither of them knows what to do with. It's a story about teenage life, friendships, first love, mental health, healing, and two people carrying their own little pieces of trauma while trying to figure each other out. So what happens when "Ms. I'm not made for love" meets "Mr. I don't believe in love"? Well... you'll have to read to find out. ;) Troupes: • Best friend's sister • Reverse grumpy x sunshine • He fell first, she fell harder • Healing love • Black cat gf × golden retriever bf Oo Sahiba on Wattpad by japverse ♡

OBLIVION SERIES #1 ANAISHA X KAVISH Some hearts meet in silence The strongest are tested in shadows In a world of hidden truths, theirs was never simple She trusted him without knowing all that fate had in store He held her close without seeing all she feared In a marriage built on secrets, every moment teeters on the edge Not every truth is revealed. Some are discovered... together.

𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐮 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐯 𝐭𝐨𝐡 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐭𝐢 ; 𝐓𝐮 𝐑𝐚𝐦 𝐭𝐨𝐡 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐭𝐚 ; 𝐓𝐮 𝐊𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐡 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐧 𝐣𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐢 ; 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐢 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐧 𝐣𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐢. ~𝐀.𝐆𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐚 ◉ 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 - 𝟏 : 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐌 𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐃𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : 𝐓𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞 ~ ( 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐌 𝐓𝐘𝐀𝐀𝐆 𝐇𝐀𝐈 ) 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐬 (𝐚𝐚𝐡𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭) 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲. .𖥔 ݁ ˖. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ "𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬" 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐡 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫, 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭. "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐀𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬" "𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐲, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐬 - 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬" .𖥔 ݁ ˖. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁