⋆｡𖦹 °𓇼𝐀 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊𓇼⋆｡𖦹 ° 𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐀 "My universe didn't start until I felt your hands on me. And now, you only exist where I allow you to touch." 𓇼⋆｡𖦹 °.🐚⋆🦋˖° 𝐀𝐁𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 "You are the sacred burning truth I live by. And my existence is only validated by the way I worship your boundaries."

𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐒 ✦ 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐇𝐑𝐀 __ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄 ♛ 𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐑𝐀__𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐒 ♚ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝; 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞. Some friendships are too chaotic to last... and too powerful to forget. Ashmita and Reyansh were once academic rivals, each fighting for the top spot, unaware that fate was already tying their futures together. No one knows Ashmita's truth: she is known enough to be feared, yet unknown enough to never be found. Reyansh, born into a powerful mafia family he never wanted to belong to, has spent his life trying to escape the shadows of his bloodline. Years later, life brings them back under one roof ✦ bound by a marriage neither chose, and a destiny shaped by secrets, power, and a rivalry far bigger than their childhood wars.

(Agar aap bhi meri tarah Teri Deewani paglu ho aur Deewani di ke deewane ho 🦋 Then this is for u 🥥✨) ♡𝐉𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐠𝐚 𝐇𝐨𝐨𝐧♡ 𝗔 𝗛𝗜𝗚𝗛 𝗦𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗟 𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 || जीने लगा हूँ, पहले से ज़्यादा पहले से ज़्यादा, तुम पे मरने लगा हूँ... || ✮ . ━━━ ✮ . ━ ☆ ━ . ✮ ━━━ . ✮ "Tell me..." he said softly, "why do we keep searching for something we can never see? We pray, we wait, we ache - for what, really?" "Maybe that's why humans pray," she murmured, her gaze still fixed on the kund. "Because somewhere deep inside, we're all looking for something that makes us feel complete. Not miracles... but the part of us that feels missing. And that missing part... we end up calling God." "Then what if... What if the missing part I've been praying for all this time, the thing I've been searching for, was always... you?" Her breath caught. ✮ . ━━━ ✮ . ━ ☆ ━ . ✮ ━━━ . ✮ 🦋 Meet 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐦 𝐀𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐥 - a 12th-grade topper and ultimate bookworm. Girls swoon over him, but he can't even remember their names. Rules are meant to be followed... or so he thinks, until he somehow breaks every single one for her. Serious, smart, and silently magnetic, he's the perfect mix of discipline and intelligence. 🦋 Meet 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 - a class 11 topper who somehow rules the backbench too. A true Shiv bhakt, she starts her day with Om Namah Shivaya and ends it cracking jokes no one dares to. Rules? She bends or breaks them with a mischievous grin. Half devotion, half chaos, all heart.

The story of Arjun and Divya continues.... "One campus, one secret, a thousand emotions". Arjun Krishna - 1st year MBA student. He is the popular and heartthrob guy of the college. He is rude, and arrogant to others but sweet and fun going guy to his and family to his friends and family like typical Wattpad heroes. Hates female interactions. " Love is a distraction and i can't afford it" Divya reddy - A bright student doing 1st year btech. She is an ambivert. She is beautiful both in and out. She loves to read novels and she enjoys baking. "With you, each distraction feels like a fleeting dream i never want to end" Certain conditions made them tie a knot. Will they accept this marriage?? If yes, then how they'll navigate?? If no, then what's going to happen?? To know it, dive into" campus vows"

Vanshika Chauhan: "I wish you loved me as much as I love you." Shivansh Nimavat: " You have to hate me cause love isn't for us." __________________________________________________________________________________ "Hello... S-Shiv, I need... your help...," she typed with trembling fingers, her breaths shallow and uneven. Her hands were shaking so violently that the letters blurred on the screen, smeared further by the tears that wouldn't stop falling. She stared at the message, hoping-praying-for a response. And then it came: "I'm busy." Two cold, careless words. Her heart shattered. Still, desperation overpowered pride. She kept begging him to talk, to just listen. She tried calling him, fingers fumbling as she dialed, only to hear the abrupt silence of a call being declined. Her lips quivered as she tried to form the next message. "Shiv... please pick u-"Before she could even hit send, the screen flashed with those three words that felt like a death sentence: "You can't message this person anymore." Blocked. Just like that. __________________________________________________________________________________ Trigger Warning: This story explores deeply emotional and sensitive topics, including family abuse, sexual violence (including rape), emotional trauma, panic attacks, and abandonment. These themes are portrayed with the intention of shedding light on real-life struggles, but they may be distressing or triggering for some readers. Please proceed with care and prioritize your mental and emotional well-being. If you are in a vulnerable state or unsure, consider skipping certain chapters or seeking support as needed. ________________________________________________________________________________ An original novel by @sparkle_heart_122 Don't try to copy even a little thing!! ❌️

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 & 𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄 Piya hated him. Kian hated her. And yet Fate shoved them into the same space. A twisted tale where jealousy has no redemption, betrayal leaves no regret, and falling in love seems impossible. .𖥔 ݁ ˖𓂃.☘︎ ݁˖ 𝐏𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐑𝐀 "Pyaar ki leher jhoot ki booniyad pr barbaad hojati hai, aur mein tumhe barbaad hone dena nahi chahti." 𝐊𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 "Pyaar ki leher uss barbadi ke aag ko bhi bujha sakti, bss ek mauka toh dekar dekho" .𖥔 ݁ ˖𓂃.☘︎ ݁˖ Welcome to Piya and Kian's story.

Hold your tears for the last chapter!! 𝐌𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐢 𝐘𝐞𝐡 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐍𝐚𝐡𝐢, 𝐖𝐨𝐡 𝐉𝐨 𝐁𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐉𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐞, 𝐃𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐢 𝐒𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐇𝐮𝐦 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐨 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐇𝐚𝐢 𝐍𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞, 𝐉𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐲𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞 𝐇𝐢 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐞 𝐍𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐓𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐅𝐢𝐫 𝐁𝐡𝐢 𝐀𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐚𝐠𝐭𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐨 𝐊𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞 𝐏𝐲𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐘𝐞𝐡 𝐓𝐨𝐡 𝐉𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐃𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐚, 𝐉𝐚𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐒𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐒𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐧, 𝐓𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐁𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐊𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐀𝐤𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐧⋆. 𐙚 ˚ ☪︎ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･❂ Maybe in another life, our hearts will entwine, And we'll meet again, in a love that's truly divine. But for now, it's impossible, a love that's out of time. Here we are, a half-written story, Forever etched in my heart, a memory to adore. ⚝──⭒─⭑─⭒──⚝ 𝐈𝐧 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥~ Long distance sucks," she sighed, "Apan dono mil bhi nhi paarhe," she said. "Haina, I wish hum milte, Ghumte aur maze karte" he replied. ----------------------------------------------------------- She gazed at the moon, her heart's desire, "I wish hum utne he long distance mein hote, ....Jitne hote the," she whispered, tear fell down her cheeks.

✧ Duet 1 ✧ "Behind Those Eyes" Haarika is scared of love- but she cannot say it aloud. Her voice lives only in her eyes, in the tremble of her hands, in the colors she hides behind. Aviraj does not believe in love- to him, it is weakness, a chain he refuses to wear. Yet whenever her silent gaze meets his, he feels every word she cannot speak. One evening, he caught her staring too long. "You don't have to speak, Haarika," he said quietly. "Your eyes... they tell me everything. They tell me you're afraid. They tell me you've been hurt. And worse... they tell me you're still hoping that someone might stay." --- A multi-couple high school love story that not only teaches love but friendship and trust that is not expressed in words but in actions which silently says "im here" .. Six Idiots , Six Dramas , One story . Aayiye campus par love, heartbreak, friendship,drama sab ka full pack milega . -LekhakSahiba

Highly Mature content 18+⚠️🔞 It's in both Hindi and English translations. BOOK IST IN VILLAIN SERIES It all started when her eyes meet his. She was the best neurosurgeon of the country considering herself no less than god. Betrayed by her first love and spending her childhood and teenage life in child juvenile and rehabiliation she was alone all her life. She hasn't experienced any emotions in her life. People call her walking red flag but for her, red flag people are less dangerous than those who pretend to be green flag. For all her life she believes that black is contant but the moment her eyes met his , those pitch black eyes , first time she saw colours of black. He was a not a hero but villain of this story. She knew he was a beast but wanted to explore him more. He knew he is not good for her and she will be a jinx for him. But when red thread of fate tied them together the more they know each other, the more they get obsessed with each other. Saira was a doctor but she needs the healing most . Shaveer was the inspector but the most corrupted person. He has only one aim in his life . To become the most powerful in this world so he can fulfill someone's wish. He knew he cant heal her . But she wanted to be healed only by him. She has both in her life..A hero and a villain. She could choose a hero and live a perfect life and a hope for a happy family.. But she made the most bizzare choice of her life. Read out to see the most beautiful shade of black. Be ready to experience not so ordinary love story of Monster doctor and beast mafia who find their obsession for each other, their solace in each other , who loved each other like there is no tomorrow and who can burn whole world for each other... Story about second love , suspense , hate, thriller and a lot of steamy romance. Give this story a chance and find out all by yourself. ♥️ #breastfeeding #kink #smut #darkromance #mildbdsm #steamy

He saw her for the first time on her birthday. She never knew about his feelings. Years passed-same school, same university-but he never found the words. This is the story of a quiet love, unspoken and unwavering. A boy who waited. And a girl who never knew she was being waited for...🦋 ***************************************** She opened the box slowly, dust rising from its lid. Inside, neatly stacked, were envelopes. Dozens of them. Each one marked in the same familiar handwriting. "Isha - Happy birthday! ❤️" She blinked, her fingers trembling as she picked one. Inside was a card-simple, handmade. Tucked with it, a folded note. A letter. "I don't know if I'll ever have the courage to give you this. But if I do... happy birthday, Isha. I think I've loved you since the day you walked past me, smiling at everyone but me." She pulled out another envelope. Same card. Same quiet confession. Year after year. Her eyes welled up. He had written to her every birthday. He had loved her-through years, through silence, through time. And not once had he asked for anything in return. She turned to Siddharth, who stood quietly at the door, watching her find his years of longing-one envelope at a time. "You waited this long...?" she whispered. He moved to her and wiped her tears, looked at her with that same old softness in his eyes. "I was waiting for a day when... you'd look at me the way I've looked at you all these years." ***************************************** Join me on this journey to uncover the depths of love and longing...🎀