"𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐚, 𝐩𝐞𝐡𝐥𝐚 𝐬𝐚 𝐩𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐚 𝐏𝐞𝐡𝐥𝐢 𝐡𝐢 𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐥 𝐤𝐨, 𝐍𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐚, 𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐢 𝐢𝐪𝐫𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐚 𝐉𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐲𝐚, 𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐫, 𝐡𝐮𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐥 𝐤𝐨" A story that was never meant to exist... yet refused to fade. Sarthak: The Unneeded Reality follows Arthika - a girl navigating the chaos of a joint family, a new school, and a heart that feels too much, too deeply. Somewhere between shifting classrooms and shifting emotions, she finds herself drawn to someone she was never supposed to fall for - Aksh. What starts as silent glances soon turns into something heavier, something harder to ignore. But not every feeling gets a perfect timing, and not every love finds its way. When distance, misunderstandings, and reality step in, Arthika is left with a truth she never asked for - loving someone who may never be hers. A tale of unspoken emotions, almost confessions, and a love that exists quietly... even when it shouldn't.

♥•.¸♡ 𝓙𝓾𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓯𝓲𝔂𝓪 ♡¸.•♥ This safar begins in quiet corridors and follows them into the same classroom years later. No big confessions. No dramatic proposals. Just glances that last a second too long. Just feelings that grow without permission. ✨ There's a childhood crush that never faded - loving each other since forever, but never brave enough to say it. There are childhood rivals who argue like enemies yet soften when the other one cries. There's a brother's best friend who crossed the line without touching it. A sister who loved quietly - watched him, waited for him, never asked for anything. A sister's best friend who understands him in ways no one else does. They sit side by side now. Older. Calmer. More aware of what they're not supposed to feel. ♦ Enemies turn into lovers. Best friends turn into lovers. Lovers turn into enemies. "Just friends" turns into "we shouldn't." She fell first. He fell harder. She cries easily. He notices every single time. She goes silent when she's hurt. He stays - without questions - until she feels safe again. Unwanted staring. Silent possessiveness. Late realization. Quiet heartbreak. Some love feels like destiny. Some feels forbidden in the softest way. And somewhere between these pages - A reader who sees her own almost-love in the story ✉️ A writer who hides pieces of her heart between the lines. ✧ Tropes in this safar ✧ ☆ Childhood crush ☆ Secret mutual crush ☆ Childhood rivals ☆ Enemies to lovers ☆ Lovers to enemies ☆ Best friends to lovers ☆ Brother's best friend ☆ Sister's best friend ☆ She fell first, he fell harder ☆ Slow burn ☆ Silent protective brother ☆ Soft forbidden love ☆ Late realization ☆ Quiet heartbreak ☆ Reader x Writer Welcome to ♥•.¸♡ 𝓙𝓾𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓯𝓲𝔂𝓪 ♡¸.•♥ ✨ Some love stories are meant to be felt... not announced. :･ﾟ✧ End of the beginning ✧･ﾟ: "Kuch safar ma

Eight years. One city. One return. He left, carrying silence instead of answers. She stayed, carrying questions no one could answer. They meet again in a world that has moved on, but some stories refuse to end quietly. A secret marriage bound by circumstances neither of them chose. Friendships that crumble and rebuild in the quietest of ways. Enemies that spark when least expected. Love that hides in whispers, stolen glances, and moments no one else sees. Secrets waiting patiently to be uncovered, and hearts learning to trust again, one fragile step at a time. Two lives intertwined, yet torn by distance and misunderstandings. One connection, eight years old, waiting for the brave to confront it. A slow burn of emotions, friends becoming strangers, strangers becoming lovers, and lovers discovering the depth of what was always meant to be. Every smile, every touch, every silence hides a secret. Every laugh, every glance, every regret carries a memory. And sometimes, even the strongest hearts must learn to rise again, to forgive, to love, and to surrender to fate... Tropes you'll find inside: ★ Secret Marriage ★ Professor × Student ★ Friends → Strangers → Lovers ★ Best Friends → Lovers ★ Enemies → Lovers ★ Hidden Secrets ★ Eight-Year Separation ★ Slow Burn ★ Emotional Healing ★ Right Person, Wrong Time Some returns are quiet. Some love waits patiently in shadows. Some secrets were buried for a reason. And some stories... are impossible to forget.

[ON HOLD & WILL BE STARTED AGAIN IN 2027] 𝕽𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖗𝖊𝖟-𝕰-𝕯𝖎𝖑 #𝟏 Love has many forms-sometimes it grows quietly for years, sometimes it hides behind misunderstandings, and sometimes it returns when you least expect it. Ishqzaadiyan is a story where five different love stories intertwine, bringing together emotions, chaos, friendship, and destiny. Ehsaas Vashisht once confessed her feelings to Avrit Singhania, her brother's best friend, only to face rejection. Years later, when fate unexpectedly brings their families together with a proposal, everything changes. But this time, Ehsaas refuses to make things easy, turning their story into a challenge that might change both their hearts. Warisha Vashisht and Advait Singhania were once inseparable best friends until distance and misunderstandings created a wall between them. When their paths cross again, old emotions begin to resurface, revealing that some feelings were never truly left behind. Anvaya Malhotra has always lived according to decisions made by others. When circumstances push her to escape a life she never wanted, she finds herself stuck with Reyav Vadera-someone she can barely tolerate. Yet between constant arguments and unexpected moments, their rivalry slowly begins to transform into something neither of them planned. Arvisha Vadera is bold, fearless, and never afraid to chase what she wants, while Eyansh Malhotra is calm, distant, and difficult to read. When these two completely different personalities collide, emotions begin to unfold in ways that challenge everything they believed about love. Vyoshka Singhania and Pransh Vashisht once shared a love that seemed unbreakable, until a misunderstanding tore them apart. Years later, fate brings them face to face again, giving them another chance to confront the past they tried to forget. Five stories. Five different journeys of love, pride, heartbreak, and healing-because sometimes love is not simple, but it is always un