✎ᝰ.𝐀 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 ⋆𖦹⋆ˎˊ˗ He was born for cricket. In the stadiums of his city, he was already a legend. Every swing of his bat - a warning. Every smirk - a challenge. 𝐓𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐧, the state's rising cricket star. Arrogant. Untouchable. Addicted to winning. And ? 𝐒𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 A fiery first-year media student with a pen sharp enough to cut egos - and the courage to question names that made others bow. She didn't chase stories. She exposed them. He was her assignment. She became his obsession. He hated her defiance. She hated his arrogance. They both refused to back down. Same college. Same battleground. Every encounter - 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓. Every glance - 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆. He doesn't lose. She doesn't bow And before the world knew his name, He made sure she never forgot it. She thought she was writing his story. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭. The stubborn, firecracker reporter who called him - "𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘁 𝗧𝘆𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁" and made the world see his cracks. Rules were broken. Lines were crossed. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 ────୨ৎ────

" Anshi...... " Rudra stepped close, as I took a step back. "I think..." I took a shaky breath, "I think it's time to make everything right... by ending it all." I stepped back, tightening my grip on the revolver. Rudra's eyes widened. "What are you doing, love? Put the gun down. Just let me talk-" "No!" I whispered. My lips trembled. "I hate you," I said, looking straight into Rudra's eyes. " You're also like others." "No... don't say that. Please... don't." He dropped to his knees in front of me. " I'm sorry for everything, please put the gun down." He begged. My finger tightened on the trigger. My lips curved into something between a smirk and a sob. It's too late rudra. " But this is what you want? Don't you? Yeh hi to chahta tha na tum, Rudraksh Agnihotri?" My voice cracked. "Main mar gye... toh tumhara badla pura ho jaayega?" ( this is what you wanted, right? That I die. And your revenge is fulfilled?) "No... No! I never wanted this!" his voice cracked. "I love you. I love you so much. I've never begged anyone in my life, but I'm begging you now... please, don't do this. Please." Seeing him, I remembered the time when I begged in front of him, to not push me away. And now he is standing at my place. "I'm ready to fall at your feet, rub my nose there if that's what it takes - but don't, don't pull the trigger." I stood frozen. "You know I love you. I love you so damn much that if you pull that trigger... I swear, I'll shoot myself the next second."

Kartik Jaisingh- A man very well-behaved, understanding, calm and clever like a fox loses his peace just because of a girl who has a healthy crush on him. Meera Raichand- a naughty, bubbly, independent and full of life girl gave her heart to a man who does not even acknowledge wedding and love stories. His plan is clear. If he marries, he wants a girl like his two sisters-in-law. The probability of marriage is only 10% out of 100. Everything is clear about her too. She has decided that she will make Kartik Jaisingh the son-in-law of her house. Both are polar opposites. He believes in facts while she lives in a different world- dreams. He believes in truth and philosophy of life. He is annoyed by the fake love of the world. On the other hand, there is her who has completely planned her love story including the charming prince of her life. But was it all that easy? Could her life have become a love story with a perfect ending?

Zavian Noraiz and Iman Hamid~ The girl who once loved in silence, now standing at the edge of destiny. The boy forged in London's streets, ruthless on the tracks, unstoppable in heart. _ She was sixteen when she first saw him. Zavian Noraiz-untouchable, unreadable, and everything her young heart wasn't supposed to want. He was her father's best friend's son, the one who visited from London every summer, leaving behind nothing but dust and an ache in her chest. Now, eight years later, Iman is no longer the wide-eyed girl with stolen glances. She is a woman with dreams, a future, and a PhD at Imperial College London. But fate has its own plans. His family offers her a place to stay in their home, but she refuses, knowing too well that living under the same roof as him would be stepping into a storm. Because Zavian isn't just the boy she once loved-he is danger wrapped in a leather jacket, an underground racer with a past that whispers secrets in the dead of night. And when their paths collide again in the heart of London, sparks aren't the only thing that ignite. There are unspoken words, buried hurts, and the undeniable pull of a love that was never meant to survive. But love has never been safe. And neither is Zavian Noraiz. Because the man who once left might be the only one who can protect her now. Even if it means destroying himself in the process.

"You're right", she said, sounding contemplative, "Maybe I should grow up and be more practical." "Well...you know 'Princes on white horses' are 'fairy'-tales right?" Abhi said, air-quoting again. He was feeling relieved now that she was seeing some logic. "Yeah...but...I sooo wanted it! A guy who could brave the most terrible storms to rescue me, the sparks fly when we touched each other, the fastening of heart beats when we..." "Geez Siya! I get the point. I never guessed you lived in fantasy land! So in short I am exactly opposite to what you want?", his voice dripping of offence and frustration. Siya laughed. How like Abhi to get offended by some hypothetical guy who she hypothetically thought was better than Abhi. "No not exactly! But you are my friend Abhi, there's no spark!", she added with a hand gesture. Seeing him getting seriously irked, she smiled to herself. "Oh God! Siya-" "I know it is childish Abhi...", she took a short decisive pause, "and...that's why...I am ready to do this", she finished, her grin widening. "To do what?" Abhi asked, thoroughly bemused by the variety of expressions Siya was giving. "To marry you." *** Siya and Abhi have known each other since forever, being the children of two bestfriends and having spent all their lives in the same household. They transitioned from being partners-in-crime to business partners. So what happens when Abhi's Dad asks them to get married to each other? In a country where marriages are believed to be made in heaven and are meant to last for seven-lives, will two bestfriends survive the difficult test of Marriage? Or will their life-long friendship bear the brunt of their conflicting ideas of love and relationships? Would Abhi and Siya's friendship last while they follow the age old tradition of 'Arranged Marriage'?

The story or rather the historical story of Shivangi and Yuvraj Dev singh , two people from the course of history who set an example for the people living in present and the future to come. They became the talk of the world and is been recognised by people from all across the world. Let us take a straight sweep to know what all happened and how the two people became inseparable. { THE HISTORICAL EMPEROR 1 }

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Married they are.... Love!??? 🔺🔺highly matured..... Read only if you are comfortable and no bashing Cover credit to @roshan...

A short story with tonnes of Mature Manan Romance. Strictly for 18+ People who don't prefer mature romance, kindly don't read it...