🩺✨ || 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐧 × 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐧 || ✨🩺 He was the boy who handed her gloves in an anatomy lab. Ten years later, Vivek Agnihotri still remembers how Reema Singh takes her coffee, when she skips meals, and the exact way she says his name when she's tired. He remembers everything about her. Except how to let himself love her. Between emergency rooms, sleepless nights, almost-confessions, and a hospital that already thinks they belong together, Reema keeps loving him patiently while Vivek keeps pretending he doesn't love her back. Until one day... He starts forgetting things. And suddenly, their love story becomes a countdown. The Last Time We Were Okay is a story about the people we love, the words we leave unsaid, and how sometimes the cruelest tragedy isn't losing someone- it's watching them forget you first. ༻❀༺ ╰┈➤ friends to lovers ╰┈➤ he falls harder ╰┈➤ grumpy × sunshine ╰┈➤ mutual pining ╰┈➤ "everyone knows except them" ╰┈➤ hospital romance ╰┈➤ emotional slow burn ╰┈➤ late-night comfort ╰┈➤ found family ╰┈➤ jealous but in denial ╰┈➤ soft acts of love ╰┈➤ one bed trope ╰┈➤ touch her and die vibes ༻❀༺ "Some love stories are not measured by years together... but by the memories that refuse to fade." ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⚠️ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ⚠️ All characters, events, hospitals, and situations depicted in this story are fictional and created for entertainment purposes. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ This story may not have an ending that everyone will like. Please read at your own discretion.

⋆⁺₊✧ ━━━━༺𓆩⚜️𓆪༻━━━━ ✧₊⁺⋆ || 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐔𝐃𝐑𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 || ⋆｡°✩༄✩°｡⋆ He can save the world... But he cannot touch the girl he loves ༺━━━━━━━━━━༻ Hidden deep within the sacred mountains of Uttarakhand lies Devgram a village untouched by time and protected by guardians blessed with the powers of Fire, Wind, Water, and Earth. For centuries, they have stood between humanity and the darkness lurking beyond the forests. But peace was never meant to last. ☾ Ancient signs begin appearing across Devgram. ☾ Forgotten prophecies awaken. ☾ And a name buried within the ashes of history rises once more... KAAL The man even immortals could not destroy. ༺━━━━━━━━━━༻ As destiny awakens, Meera - a girl with wildfire running through her veins - finds herself drawn toward Malhar, the eternal guardian feared by enemies and worshipped like a legend. He has lived through centuries. He carries secrets darker than death itself. And no matter how much she loves him... He refuses to love her back. Because some powers were never meant to touch. And some destinies were never meant to become one. ༺━━━━━━━━━━༻ While Vayu would burn the world to protect his sister... Poorvi hides years of silent love behind teasing smiles... Neer and Bhoomi remain too busy fighting each other to realize fate tied their souls together long ago... But in Devgram... Love is dangerous. And this time... The darkness is not coming for the village. It is coming for Meera. ༺━━━━━━━━━━༻ A mythology-inspired fantasy woven with ancient prophecies, immortal guardians, forbidden love, devastating sacrifices, Himalayan legends, elemental powers, and a war powerful enough to shake the heavens themselves. ⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ 𝑼𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝑪𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒔 𝑺𝒌𝒊𝒆𝒔 ᥫ᭡ They both were betrayed by love, but 𓇻 kehte hain khuda ne is jahan mein sabhi ke liye kisi na kisi ko hai bnaya har kisi ke liye. 𓇼 ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗱𝘂 🐚 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝘂𝗹 (blossom) ★ ✯ ⋆ 𖦹 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒚𝒓𝒂 𝑲𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒊 - Worst nightmare of a nonchalant guy.the chaos in sunshine form,with playlists louder than her height. She's his chaand sifarish. 𖦹 𝑹𝒆𝒆𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒓𝒂 - The void she's not choosing but never wanna escape either. Read people like pages yet ignore them like his textbooks. Except her. He's her jhalla wallah. ⋆ ✵ ~ ˚ ｡ 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒕. 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒎 𝒊 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖? she asked tiptoeing. 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒊 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓 he knelt to her height. 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆? brown eyes held his. 𝒊 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓. 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕~𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒐. he promised. For the ones who wanted to be his first choice.༊ *NEVER JUDGE A BOOK BY IT'S NUMBER OF VIEWS AND BEFORE 15 CHAPTERS💌* kuchupuchuss begin below 𖦹 Dedicated to his GUL💌-·

°• || 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐 𝐎𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐑𝐕𝐂 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 || •°( Standalone ) ❝ He calls her Cookie. She says she doesn't care. The entire campus knows she's lying. ❞ ┈┈┈┈ ⟡ ┈┈┈┈ KRVC is back. Loud. Chaotic. And watching very closely. The canteen still hosts unfinished conversations. The hostels still echo with laughter, midnight drama, and friendships that feel permanent. The sports ground still creates heroes. And somewhere between all of that- a story quietly begins. ⊹ She's the loud one. Blunt. Fearless. Always ready with an argument and a casual, ❝ Mujhe farak nahi padta. ❞ ⊹ He's the rival. Calm. Steady. The boy who rarely says more than necessary- except for that one nickname. The one he saves only for her. ❝ Cookie. ❞ ⊹ Then there's the best friend. The human embodiment of chaos. The boy who loves loudly, laughs harder, and would fight the entire world for the people he calls his own. ┈┈┈┈ ⟡ ┈┈┈┈ This isn't a love story. Not yet. It's rivalry. It's banter. It's accidental closeness. It's stolen moments that stay long after they're gone. Between exams, trophies, hostel wars, festivals, late-night walks, and friendships that slowly become family... Feelings begin slipping through the cracks. Quietly. Patiently. Dangerously. ┈┈┈┈ ⟡ ┈┈┈┈ ◈ Campus Romance ◈ Slow Burn ◈ Best Friend's Rival ◈ Loud Girl × Calm Boy ◈ He Falls First (Obviously) ◈ Banter To Feelings ◈ Found Family ◈ Everyone Knows Except Them ◈ College Chaos ┈┈┈┈ ⟡ ┈┈┈┈ ❝ Some love stories don't start with a confession. They start with a nickname nobody else is allowed to use. ❞ ✦ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ✦ This story is an original work of fiction. ✦ PLEASE DO NOT COPY, REPOST, TRANSLATE, ADAPT, OR REUSE ANY PART OF THIS STORY WITHOUT MY EXPLICIT PERMISSION. ✦ A

°• || 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 1 𝐎𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐑𝐕𝐂 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 || •°( Standalone ) ◤━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━◥ "He's 6'2'' of cocky, charming chaos. She's the reason he keeps looking back." ◣━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━◢ Aarush Shekhawat sings like a dream and causes trouble like it's a full-time job. The college adores him. The juniors worship him. And half the campus probably has a crush on him. Meanwhile... Amyra Sharma spends her nights building architectural models, surviving on caffeine, and pretending people don't exist. Oversized hoodies. Smudged kajal. Sharp sarcasm. A girl who was never supposed to be anyone's first choice. Except somehow... she became his. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ He calls her Chamko. She calls him Rockstar. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ When she forgets to eat, he's there. When he gets into trouble, she's there. When the world feels too loud, they find each other. It's always been that way. Best friends. Nothing more. At least that's what they tell everyone. And themselves. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ While the entire college is busy falling for Aarush Shekhawat... Aarush Shekhawat is busy looking for Amyra Sharma in every crowd. The problem? Neither of them realizes why. ⟡ No confessions. No declarations. Just friendship. Comfort. Late-night conversations. And feelings quietly growing where neither of them thought to look. ⟡ A story about two best friends who swear they're not in love... until they are. ◢━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━◣ ✧ Height Difference ✧ Best Friends To Lovers ✧ College Romance ✧ He Falls First ✧ Jealousy & Teasing ✧ He Sings Only For Her ✧ Soft Love ◥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━◤ ❝ Maybe the love of your life isn't someone new. Maybe it's the person who's been beside you all along. ❞ ═══════ ⋆✦⋆ ═══════ ✦ 𝐖𝐎𝐑

╭──────༺♡༻──────╮ ❝ 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ❞ ╰──────༺♡༻──────╯ ⊱ ────── {⋆} ────── ⊰ She fell in love with her friend's brother. And they treated her as if it were a sin. ◈ She was alone. He wanted to be her home. ◈ She was an orphan. He wanted to be her family. ◈ Because sometimes the greatest love stories aren't extraordinary. They're simply about finding the one person who chooses you when no one else does. ⊱ ────── {⋆} ────── ⊰ ❝ Why are you here now, huh? Just to check if I died or not? ❞ Her voice cracked as she screamed. ❝ What... what are you saying? ❞ He stepped closer. ❝ Don't... don't you dare come clo- ❞ The words never left her mouth. Because in the next moment, he kissed her. And suddenly every unsaid feeling between them became impossible to ignore. ⊱ ────── {⋆} ────── ⊰ A story about quiet love, wounded hearts, and the people who become family when blood never did. ◌ Best Friend's Brother ◌ Age Gap Romance ◌ He Fell First & Harder ◌ Possessive Sunshine × Shy Girl ◌ Found Family ◌ Slow Burn ◌ Protective Hero ◌ Mutual Longing ◌ Soft Romance ◌ Comfort & Healing ◌ "She's Mine" Energy ⊱ ────── {⋆} ────── ⊰ ❝ She was looking for a place to belong. He was looking for someone to call home. ❞ ╱╲━━━━━━━━━━━━╱╲ ✦ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ✦ All characters, events, places, and situations depicted in this story are fictional. ╲╱━━━━━━━━━━━━╲╱ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐘 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊. 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘, 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓, 𝐎𝐑 𝐑

««ON MY BED IN BETWEEN MY LEGS INSIDE ME»» ╔═════ ⋆♛⋆ ═════╗ ❝ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐡𝐢𝐦. ❞ ╚═════ ⋆♛⋆ ═════╝ ┉┉┉┉┉ ✦ ┉┉┉┉┉ He was never supposed to matter. Yet somehow, he became the center of every dangerous thought she ever had. The obsession. The weakness. The one thing she could never control. ┉┉┉┉┉ ✦ ┉┉┉┉┉ ❝ What kind of woman is she? ❞ Or perhaps... ❝ Is she even one? ❞ ┉┉┉┉┉ ✦ ┉┉┉┉┉ ❝ Don't you dare touch me! ❞ ❝ Come on, baby... I'm your wife. ❞ ┉┉┉┉┉ ✦ ┉┉┉┉┉ She is a walking storm. A force powerful enough to burn kingdoms to the ground. Feared by enemies. Worshipped by allies. The woman the underworld calls- ♛ 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 ♛ ┉┉┉┉┉ ✦ ┉┉┉┉┉ And him? A doctor. Just a doctor. At least that's what everyone thinks. Because to her- he is no longer a man. He is an obsession. The only thing she wants and cannot have. ┉┉┉┉┉ ✦ ┉┉┉┉┉ ◈ Mafia Romance ◈ Obsessive Love ◈ Morally Grey Heroine ◈ Doctor × Mafia Queen ◈ Possessive Energy ◈ Marriage Trope ◈ Power Couple ◈ Dark Romance ◈ Touch-Her-And-Die Vibes ◈ Chaos & Obsession ┉┉┉┉┉ ✦ ┉┉┉┉┉ ♜ 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓 ♜ This story contains mature themes, violence, dark situations, and morally complex characters. Reader discretion is advised. ┉┉┉┉┉ ✦ ┉┉┉┉┉ ✦ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ✦ This story is an original work. Please do not copy, repost, translate, adapt, or reproduce any part of it without permission. All rights reserved.