✦. 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓 ᯓᡣ𐭩
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She Drew Stars Around My Scars by lostlakshi
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"Do you regret kissing me, Ishika?" His voice dropped-dark, low, and possessive enough to steal the air from my lungs. My entire body froze. Not because I didn't know the answer- But because I did. My breath hitched, sharp and aching. Regret? God. If only he knew what that kiss did to me. His grip didn't loosen. His fingers dug gently into my wrist, grounding me to him, to the heat of his body pressed against my back. I could feel every inch of him-dangerous, intoxicating, magnetic. "Ishika," he rasped again, each syllable laced with something desperate. Something real. "Do. You. Regret. It?" I should lie. Say it meant nothing. That it was a mistake. But my heart? It was screaming. Screaming for him. No. No, I didn't regret it. I couldn't. If I had, I wouldn't still feel his taste on my lips. I wouldn't still be burning from the ghost of his touch. I wouldn't still be aching for more. "We wouldn't be kissing for so long...and still not want to let go...if I regretted that," I whispered-my voice trembling, My voice trembled. "If I regretted it, Veer..." I whispered, "...I wouldn't be standing here, craving your mouth on mine again." And that's it- I felt the pull.
THE NAME WRITTEN ON PAPER [ A story of innocent love ]  by Author_Isha659
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( upcoming ) 𓆩♡𓆪 𝑰𝒇 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓. 𓆩♡𓆪 When fate plays its game...those who are meant to be together come in front of each other . This is a story of fate... destiny and time . Love can win through them all if it is real . Radhika unknown to this is already being written as the person whom this destiny had taken in its threads. Adwait lost between his own expectations and dreams doesn't even realise when the thread binded him together with her. Rishika who is wounded by her own people , trying to heal herself is unaware of the game destiny is gonna play with her. Shaurya just like his name is courageous and only knows how to love his people...without realising it becomes an important person who this destiny needs to complete that one story which was left incomplete decades ago . What will happen when Radhika meets Advait ? Do they have past connections or is it something they both only feel ? How is Shaurya and Rishika involved in it ? ୨୧Author Isha 🍃
𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 by authorskfiction
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"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
𝐁𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 by Thesynthetic_ayu
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𝐁𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐲𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭-𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦-𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐬. 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫? 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞-𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲, 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞.🎀🌷
𝐌𝐔𝐐𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐋 𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐐 by bubblylilyfics
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𐔌𝐌𝐔𝐐𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐋 𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐐 ~ 𝐀 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 .ᐟ ₊ ꒱ ✧─── ๋࣭ ⭑ - Dedicated to all my readers, ❝jinhone mohabbat to kar li par us chahat ka izhaar na kr sake...❞ ───✧ Written by Lily ★·🌷·
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝙍𝘼𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙍𝙀'𝙎 𝘞𝘦𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘚𝘢𝘨𝘢 by glockwriter
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Four weddings. Four stories. One unforgettable saga. They weren't searching for love. They weren't fighting for it, either. But sometimes, love finds you... whether you're ready or not. The Rathore's Wedding Saga-because nothing about love, duty, or family is ever simple.
Rivayat [ A short story collection] by Deewanixwriters
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A collection of short stories woven with love, hope, and healing - where every tale touches the heart, every character feels real, and every ending leaves behind a little warmth.