He's the king of the crease. She's the girl cheering for the other team. Kabir Rathore is untouchable. As India's star batsman, his defense is a fortress; in five years of professional cricket, no one has ever managed to take his stumps. He doesn't flinch, he doesn't fail, and he certainly doesn't get distracted. Until her. Kavya Mehta doesn't care about statistics, sponsorships, or the cult of Kabir Rathore. She's fearless, sharp-tongued, and currently screaming her lungs out for the opposing team. She isn't there to see a superstar; she's there to see him lose. But when Kavya's face flashes on the stadium's big screen, the world stops. For the first time in his life, Kabir misses the ball. The bails fly, the crowd gasps, and the legend is finally fallen. Kabir Rathore just got clean bowled-and he hasn't even met her yet.

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Some people ruin your life by leaving. Others do it by staying. Slowly. Silently. Irreversibly.

Story of Two person from Delhi town. He is from Udaipur Rajasthan, She is from Punjab Bathinda. AuthorXarchitect

well... it's a life description of myself (lisa represents my baby and jisoo represents me)

When he got shoot by someone?........ Not knowing she is one who shoot him‼️ BETRAYED by the LOVE🥀.... . . I don't want to reveal mystery here 😅! So please kinda read it and know the twist. I hope you all love this masterpiece by me! So let me know in comments section how you feel about every next chp. Do like, comment and share💌 Enjoy your fiction dear💗🫶🏻!.... Original content by SHJ only on @wattpad no where else's!

"𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬, 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐚.... 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥, 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮." Ananya - delicate in touch, fierce in loyalty, the one who remembered every version of him. Vihaan - feared by many, unreadable to most, a soul that remembered even when memory didn't. Everyone said fate was cruel to the Singhanias. Not because of the curse itself- but because it chose its victims silently. Ananya and Vihaan were never meant to cross paths again... not after everything that tore them apart. She remembers every piece of their story. He remembers half of it, the cruel one. Yet fate, stubborn and deliberate, ties them together once more- pulling her back to the very man destined to lose her, and him back to a love he no longer recalls. Because Vihaan is the eldest son. And the Singhania curse has never spared a bride past the seventh month. Love brings them together. Destiny counts the days. And fate? It's already decided who it's coming for. "Vihaan and Ananya's story is just getting started... please read and stay with me 💫" With lots of love 💗 ~rubysword......

This story is about a man who rejected love before he understood its worth and a woman who learned how to live after losing it. When a royal alliance forces Heer Rathore into a contract marriage with Hriday Agnivanshi-the same man who broke her heart years ago-she enters the relationship with no expectations, no hopes, and no intention of looking back. Polite, graceful, and distant, she gives him everything a wife should except the one thing he never valued when it was offered freely-her love. This is not a story about a broken heart healing. What begins as a marriage of duty slowly becomes something far more complicated. Because while Heer is busy forgetting the man she once adored, Hriday finds himself haunted by the woman who no longer looks at him the same way. A story of quiet heartbreak, unspoken longing, second chances, and a love so slow it takes years to bloom, this is not the tale of a woman falling in love. It is the tale of a man realizing far too late that he already had been loved. Some contracts are signed with ink. The most dangerous ones are sealed with blood.

Being and only child and artist of the house, Ishwari Thakur was living peacefully with her family. A subtle, middle class life in the buzzing streets of Mumbai. When her parents' decide to arrange her marriage with an wealthy businessman she hesitated but agreed as her parents' choices mattered to her more than anything. But she doesn't know that this marriage will change her life forever. And there is Bernard Célestin, a writer in passion and profession, who doesn't even know that who his soulmate is, if he will even ever meet her, but feels for her anyway And there is Radhika and Aakash. Complete chaos. Work in the same office. Competitive. But yeah, not jealous. Makes for each other in work. Hate each other from the core. But yeah, there's something we shouldn't know about them. It's a secret. And let it be.. Two souls, two different places, two different mindset, bounded by fate, destiny and most importantly love. Two souls, never meant to get together. Two souls, who never wanted to get close to each other, two souls who found home in each other.