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Where Chaos Feels Quiet  by mid_nightinkss
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He fell first... but she fell harder. 💫 A cold, arrogant CEO who never believed in love-until her. 🖤 And a girl who never planned to fall-until he made her feel seen. 🦋 Not just a love story... but a slow fall into something real. 💍✨
Before We Knew It Was Love  by mid_nightinkss
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Before We Knew It Was Love written by lilies 🤍 He never said much... but somehow, he became everything she never knew she needed. Some stories don't begin with love. They begin with quiet conversations, after-school moments, and a boy who listens more than he speaks. He's soft. Calm. Unreadable. A guitarist who hides his feelings in music. She's the opposite- loud, bright, a kathak dancer with a heart that feels too much. She talks. He listens. Just a senior and a junior... nothing more. Until somewhere between shared silences, library evenings, and unspoken feelings- everything changes. Slowly. Softly. Before they even realize... it was love. - ✨ Friends to lovers ✨ Soft boy × chaos girl ✨ Senior × junior ✨ Slow burn romance
☆Dil Ibbadat☆  by miko_amagake
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✨️ "Pyar hone ke liye sau saal nahi lagte. Bas ek pal hi kafi hota hai." ✨️ ////\\\\////\\\\ "God, Please let me see him one more time. Just once." Panchi Karnawat. The richest girl in school. Perfect in both grades and looks. Untouchable. Until she forms one weakness. Him. A boy she's never seen... yet fell for his bravery, his fire, the way he defies the world without even trying. ♡ DIL IBBADAT ♡ "You are my God, Panchi... and even eternity itself would be too short to prove my devotion to You." Ram Awasthi. Scholarship student, smart, sharper than anyone else. Avoids people, distractions... life. Until her. The girl who makes him forget rules, even himself. The girl who announces to the whole school she is in love, with a boy she has never met. ♡ And only he knows... he is that boy. ♡ ************************************************************** Flattered already? 🤭 Just wait... the whole of Class 11-D at Valentine High is about to steal your heart. ************************************************************** Dive into the story and meet the one VIVA we'll all fall for. Don't expect nostalgia... because let's be honest, we're only here to find the happiness our school life didn't give us. ♥️ It's okay, though. Let's chase it together. Right here, at Dehradun's Valentine High. Love you! 🤭♥️
Crawling Back to You  by yuwaawritess
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Book 1 of YOU SERIES⋆˚꩜。 Yuwakshi has always been the girl who gets nothing wrong - straight A's, a carefully built future and a reputation. But beneath all of the perfect grades and sharp comeback is a storm of chaos and a guilt of the past she could never leave behind. Earning a scholarship to study in London along with her 2 closest friends. It felt like a fresh start that all she ever wanted but she felt something unusual is about to happen At airport, coffee in hand and thoughts swirling, she collides with someone she never expected to see again- Yug Oberoi. Her Former Rival. The one who left without a goodbye and a guilt she could never outgrow. As the universe loves her immensely- they are thrown together again. Firstly in Udaipur then in London same university, same chaos once again. But beneath all the fragile broken ego, wounds and competitive chaos and a chemistry both of them never acknowledged. Yuwakshi is about to learn that people who are determined or written in fate always crawl back to you no matter what.. Tropes ☆Rivals to Lovers ☆Past Trauma ☆Forced Proximity ☆Mutual Friendship ☆Past Misunderstanding
𝐓𝐔 𝐇𝐈 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀 [The Early Phase] by jivixwriter
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𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐪 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧, 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐛𝐚 𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐧-𝐫𝐚𝐚𝐭, 𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐠 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐤𝐡𝐰𝐚𝐚𝐛 𝐬𝐞, 𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢, 𝐞𝐤 𝐩𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐚𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐚 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐚𝐦 𝐭𝐮, 𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐞, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐲𝐞 𝐤𝐚𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐤𝐞, 𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐚 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐞𝐤 𝐝𝐢𝐧, 𝐥𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐡 𝐊𝐡𝐮𝐝𝐚.. ✿TU HI MERA✿ Shivaay Harshwardhan - A calm, introvert, disciplined boy and topper of his school. But he also enjoys his life. He is ambitious to become a Indian Navy and serve for India in the vast and deep ocean. For him the life is a book and every chapter should be lived. But he never ignore his study. Both Topper & Backbencher core. Ishaani Suryavanshi - A girl with never ending energy and mess. She is not topper but work hard when needed. She never look at study like it's only option to survive. She have goals? Yet to be decide. But she is ambitious to what she does. She is the every boy's crush in school. *********************************************** She answered, "Love is what Mahadev was to Maa Gauri, what Krishna was to Maa Radha, and what Ram was to Maa Sita." He smiled and answered, "I can't be Shiva,Krishna or Ram... but if loving you means spending a lifetime devoted to you, then that's the only part of him I wish to become." *********************************************** Wanna dive in the story? What are you waiting for Read now!! -author_Jivi
Marigolds at dusk by Ishiscript
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Some stories don't announce themselves. They begin quietly. In between conversations. In moments that seem ordinary - until they aren't. Sharanya never thought she was waiting for anything. Dhruv never thought he would have to. And yet, somewhere between unspoken things and almost-answers, something begins to shift. Marigolds at Dusk is not about dramatic confessions or impossible odds. It's about the kind of love that grows where no one is looking. The kind that feels confusing before it feels certain. The kind that makes you wonder when "just" became "everything." There are pauses. There are silences that mean more than words. There are evenings that stretch longer than they should. And there's the quiet question neither of them is ready to ask. Some flowers bloom in broad daylight. Others wait for dusk. This is that kind of story.