|| 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 #𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 || Ralph Waldo Emerson once said, "The dice of God are always loaded." Abheesht Singh Ranawat, the King of Mewar, found it in the most peculiar way possible. A promise was made years ago and he knew he had to honor his Dado-sa's words. At the ripe age of twenty-nine, the Rana-sa of Mewar had come to a pact with the fact that everything in his life was pre-determined. He was the protector and promoter of the historical and architectural heritage of Mewar, now modern-day Udaipur; he was the most successful conglomerate who had a chain of heritage and luxury hotels right under his thumb; and now he was to be the husband of a girl he had never even seen. Right when he thought he had it all figured out, in came a whirlwind that swept him right off his feet. Anubhuti Choudhary. The moment he saw her for the very first time, it was sealed as the perfect photograph in his heart. Nothing before had been so magical, so enticing, so captivating. His heart yearned for yet another glimpse, but she was not meant to be his. However, God rolled his dice, destiny played its game, and fate brought her right into his arms. It was then that he realized she had a million words to say but none could be read in her eyes, for hers was a story to be told on a much deeper level. 🐇 "Aap mohabbat hain hamari. Woh mohabbat jo saari haddein todd ke seedha rooh mein sama jaati hai. Yeh dil bhale hi hamara hai lekin isme dhadakti aap hain. Sirf aap." ~ Abheesht "Aap hamara woh hausla, woh himmat hain jo dil bann ke hamare seene mein dhadakte hain. Jab bhi yeh sarr sajde mein jhuka hai, har duaa mein iss dil ne aapko hi manga hai. Sirf aapko." ~ Anubhuti 🐇

बीते दिनों के कुछ लम्हे, मैं भी आज चुरा लूँ क्या? थोड़ी सी हिम्मत कर, मैं भी आज मुस्कुरा लूँ क्या? लम्हे... कुछ खट्टी-मीठी यादों के, कुछ अनकही बातों के। आज ज़िंदगी की इस उधेड़बुन में, जहाँ हर कोई बस अपनी ही धुन में मग्न होता जा रहा है, यह लम्हे ही तो हैं जिन्हें दोबारा जीने की लालसा हमें एक दूसरे से बाँधे हुए है। चाहे शाम की चाय के साथ माँ के हाथों के पकौड़ों का अचानक बनना हो, या फिर पापा का ऑफिस से वापस आते हुए आइस-क्रीम ले आना हो, ज़िंदगी इन्हीं अनगिनत छोटे-छोटे लम्हों से ही तो है। 'लम्हे' ज़िंदगी के कुछ छुए-अनछुए पहलुओं पर लिखी गई कविताओं का एक संग्रह है। आशा करती हूँ के आप इन कविताओं से खुद को जोड़ पाएंगे। With love, Stella ❤️

Crazy! Unexpected! Full of surprises! Unusual in a strange way! That's how life is. And indubitably, life can unpredictably hurt as well. A lot. Life is never meant to be our way but our greatest loss is the moment when a part of us dies within our own selves as we live. The moment Aarti died, something shattered within him. The Sanskaar, everyone once knew, had lost everything he had as the fire of the burning pyre rose up high. She was leaving right in front of his eyes and he couldn't do anything but helplessly watch the love of his life go. He had loved her with all he had, or maybe even more, and would have followed her in the blink of an eye but today he failed to muster up the courage to do so. The symbol of their love, that Aarti had left in his arms, held him back. He didn't know himself when, but as time passed by, he had those hard walls building around his heart and the only one who could pierce those walls was his daughter. Until one day... when he realized that someone else held that power too. But what happens when that 'ray of hope' comes with its own fair share of 'darkness'?!

Everyone has a story to tell. Some love to narrate, some fail to spell. © GS_Stella Who are we? Why are we here? What are we supposed to do? Life poses infinite number of questions in front of us every single day... questions to which we have no answers. But what we do have is the prowess to stand strong amidst this clamor. They say you're the hero of your own story but I say, not only the hero but you're even the director of your story. It's in your hand as to where you wish to direct your life. It's all in your story! Live for the little things. Happiness is not an event, it's a choice. That chat with the family over a cup of tea. That soft music playing in your ear. That cool breeze blowing through your hair. That unfathomable love flowing in the air. That beautiful sunrise, that gorgeous sunset coloring the sky with hues most pleasing to the eyes. These small events of happiness are all that make life worth living. This is what is meant to be alive! Never live for what others think of you. What actually matters is what you think about your own self! You can never be the best. That's the truth. Nobody is perfect. All you can do is give it your all. The world is not a cold, harsh place. All you need to do is surround yourself with people who can constantly remind you that you're here for a reason, that you're worth something. ~°~ This book, in here, is a collection of Drabbles, Pentadrabbles and pocket stories that, though fictional, are a part of our lives in some way or the other and at some point we might be able to connect with them. Happy Reading! With love, Stella ❤️

Life isn't a fairytale. True! But life is always a tale to tell. There is a storyteller in all of us and we all have a story to tell. It is told! It is heard! It is written! A Story creates the web of life in words! 'VIVID FABRICATES' in here is a collection of Pocket Stories woven together with words and will highlight vivid aspects of love and life. Because in the words of Joe Lambert, "In the end, folks, we ain't nothing but a song... a story."

#7 in Historical Fiction #2 in Short Story #10 in Romance ----------------- "Chhauri Haee, padh likh ke ka kartayee?" "Ghar Ke Kaam Kaaj Sikhawa!" "Abhhu Tak Shaadi na Karwayla Hai!" These words, these were the same chauvinist words that each and every maiden of her society had made their personal anthem. But for her, they were no more than an unpitying, inexorable and suffocating barrier. All her life, she had heard this and it was needless to say she was fed up of this. And one day she FLED... Far Far away from the cage of social boundaries that were more evil. FREEDOM! But was it SO EASY TO GAIN? ___________ It was the Year of '1885'... Amidst all this increasing unrest, India was gearing up for the ultimate fight back. She was paving the way of new struggle that had to be won, at any cost! Brewing Revolutionary thoughts could be smelled among both the young and old. It was the time to roar back, it was time to snatch what was her birthright. FREEDOM. Yet again. ____________ Come join her journey, the journey which she embarked on alone. It was the seeking of liberty, of her country, her loving INDIA's and her inner self's. She had to prove that being a WOMAN was a matter of enigma. And she was a TIGRESS out on prowl! Some known, some unknown faces, some helpful, some troublesome - she was destined for a journey that would encounter her with all of these. And with a series of unexplainable events and happenings around her, she was forced to believe that things were a lot more than all could see!!! Something, Spine-chilling & Terrifying, something Unthinkable and she was chosen to face all of it. Yes, things were never easy but it was going to be worth it. And HE made it more worth. 'HE'.. The one who never left her hand, the one who taught her what a beautiful thing life was, the one who taught her to live and smile more each day! They were meant to be together... IT WAS ALL FATED TO BE ENCOUNTERED.

Highest ranking : #67 in Poetry (19/05/2018) #74 in Poetry (01/05/2018) = ✨ = ✨ = Life is like a bloom of Cherry Blossom, so beautiful yet so fragile. "It is a reminder that life is overwhelmingly beautiful, but that it is also tragically short." - Homaro Cantu We all have been blessed with this life for a reason, find that reason and no matter what let yourself shine. CHERRY BLOSSOM in here is a collection of poetries on life and everything that matters in our life and that we hold dear to ourselves. = ✨ = ✨ = A/N Thanks for giving CHERRY BLOSSOMS a look. Well, I'm not a poetess but I love writing a few liners whenever I feel like. Sometimes to express myself and sometimes to sum up the stories I write. So, I thought of making a small collection of all of them and hence here I am with CHERRY BLOSSOMS, the collection of the small poems I have written. I hope you will like them. With love, Stella ❤️

|| THIS BOOK HAS BEEN CLOSED FOR NEW REQUESTS || Highest ranking : #30 in Random (10/04/2018) #37 in Random (06/04/2018) Just imagine you're made to stand in front of a book shelf. What's the first thing that makes you pick up a particular book?? The book cover, right? A book cover makes a book easier by introducing it to the potential readers. Wattpad is a huge book shelf with several books getting added everyday. So, how to make your book stand out. Have a cover that speaks about your book. Here I am to help you out with my new book... DREAMCATCHER GRAPHICS CORNER Here you can find: ✨ Covers ✨ Banners ✨ Stickers ✨ Pic Edits ✨ Profile Icon / Background For rules and samples kindly have a look inside. For samples, you can also have a look at my previous graphics book... STELLA'S GRAPHICS CORNER. Some of the books are also in my reading list... COVERS BY ME. I hope you will like them. With love, Stella ❤️

Started - 12/02/2018 ===== Highest ranking - #1 in Short Story (20/05/2018) This is unbelievable!! #3 in Short Story (19/05/2018) Fireflies... Astounding little shining wonders that show up at nights and leave us spellbound. These special messenger from heavens above descend down to our world and whisper at night : 'See! Magic does exist!' And when it comes to magic, love undeniably follows. Sometimes in our life all we need is a little magic! Never waste an opportunity to say 'I love you' to someone you really love. Because not everyday you meet a person who has the magic to make you fall in love, binding the two hearts with the same thread. ===== This book is a collection of short stories written by me. These will be mostly one shots and two shots. I hope you all will enjoy reading them. With love, Stella ❤️

[ONGOING] 🏆 2nd PLACE - Swasan Fandom Awards 🏆 2nd PLACE - The Gloss Awards (SS) 🏆 1st PLACE - Swasan Family Awards 🏆 2nd PLACE - New Author Awards (Mystery/Thriller) 🏆1st PLACE - The Indian Fanfiction Awards ---✨--- She smiles and lies on the bed closing her eyes and he gently covers her with a comforter. Moving a few steps back he turns around when she grabs his wrist. "Where are you going?", her voice chokes in the end and he bends down slightly freeing his wrist from her hold. "I'm not going anywhere. Please sleep. You need it", he said and she nods her head holding his hand again. Hesitantly, he lies down on the other side of the bed covering himself with the same comforter. Soon, her eyelids droop due to the after effect of medicines and she slips into deep slumber. After a few minutes, he raises his head and finds her fast asleep. Freeing his hand from her hold he slips out of the comforter taking his place on the couch kept in front of the bed. ---✨--- Swara Maheshwari had an 'almost' perfect life. A perfect life partner with perfect in-laws who loved and treated her like their daughter. But why 'almost'? Because she always wished to have a love story but even before she could think of anything she was married to the son of a business ally of her father. But things take a weird turn when her husband died in front of her eyes and ever since that day her health started deteriorating. Vidhaan was an orphan brought and raised by Father Francis in his orphanage 'Grace'. Growing into a handsome and humble young man he started teaching Mathematics in the adjoining school run by Father Francis for the children of the orphanage. He never wished for anything else. But apparently, the destiny had something else in store for him as one day the biggest businessman of Kolkata showed up at his doorsteps begging for his help. Why? Because Vidhaan looked exactly like his deceased son. ---✨---