𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ रौशन है ये ज़मीन आसमान सब इश्क़ के दम से ढलते हैं दिन ओ रात इश्क़ के ही दम से खुशियों के बेशुमार बेहिसाब से सिक्के खनके दिल की अब हर मुराद इश्क़ के ही दम से तू है मेरा खुदा, अब ना होना जुदा कर दे करम के दिल ये चैन पाएगा मौला मौला रे, शुक्र तेरा मौला रे रूबरू हुआ है मेरा यार.... 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ "You call me Dumbo, and maybe I am... because I fell for you without even trying. I'm not asking for forever, just one chance to prove that your Dumbo can be worth it." -VIHAAN "So, Dumbo... for someone who's always getting on my nerves, you've somehow managed to stay on my mind too. Don't get used to it, but maybe... this Squirrel doesn't hate you as much as she pretends to."- ROOHI 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ

#1 book of Royalty series Run.....cherry." let's see how far you can go from me . You think that I'll let you go soo easily after the wait of years and being obsessed with you. He catch her from behind by her waist and trap her between him and car ). He said slowly in her ear, "you made a mistake by running on your own wedding and you get punish for it..... but--- he pause, and slide his hand from her waist to her back where her blouse ends and move close to neck to press a soft kiss there, then speak- .....not here,you will get your punishment on your first night cherry ...under me. Crying while painting my back with your fucking nails and there will be no god to save you from me giving you punishment 'little bird.'"

I hated Abhimanyu Singh long before I ever understood what love was. That's the problem. People hear our story now and think it must've started with hidden feelings and stolen glances and all those soft little moments romance novels like to worship. It didn't. It started with report cards. With teachers comparing our marks in front of entire classrooms. With debate finals where one of us always walked away furious. With trophies that felt less like achievements and more like revenge. Abhimanyu was arrogant, irritating, impossible to ignore-and somehow always one step ahead of me. Then he left for Oxford. And I thought distance would finally erase him from my life. It didn't. Because six years later, when my family tried to decide my future for me, the first person I called at two in the morning was still him. My oldest rival. The boy I swore I couldn't stand. ᥫ᭡.ִֶָ𓂃 "Abhimanyu, Marry me." "Is this another competition, Tiara?"

🏀 College Courts and Love Notes In the buzzing heart of college life, two families share a lifelong friendship... but their children? That's a whole different story. Aahaan Tiwari and Yohan Gupta are the star basketball players of rival teams - fierce, competitive, and determined to outdo each other on the court. Their sisters, Yashika Tiwari and Anushka Gupta, are no different, locked in their own battle of wits, grades, and college glory. They can't stand each other. They can't avoid each other. And with their families constantly bringing them together, they're forced into the same spaces again and again. But somewhere between late-night projects, heated arguments, and accidental moments of care, sparks begin to fly - the kind neither rivalry nor pride can stop. A story of friendship, rivalry, basketball, and the unpredictable game of love... where the final buzzer might just change everything. ⚠️ Disclaimer: Every single one of them is unapologetically dramatic, endlessly chaotic, and ready to stir up more trouble than you can handle. Proceed at your own risk - the kalesh is real. ⭐Tropes:⭐ • Multicouple • College Romance • Sports Romance • Rivals to lovers • Siblings Rival Romance • Slow burn • Forbidden love [A/N] : This story contains mature content which might trigger some reader so kindly read it on your own risk.

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