✮⋆~ A Desi Romance ~⋆✮ [ Stalker ahead ] ✧﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ ✧ "Not this time it's us , We both are suffering right now " Aryaman said , gazing at her holding divorce papers in his hands. " We were never us Mr. Shekhawat " Drishti said, taking her steps back , wiping the tears from the corner of her eyes , trying to create a distance between him and her. Between them. Aryaman said in a pleading tone holding back his tears "Listen to me , please." "We met , we became friends , we liked each other's presence, we married , I lov.... Let it be ,We were just a coincidence, that's it. Her voice tinged with pain , staring only at the divorce papers he was crumbling tightly. Then his dark orbs met with her brown's only to be flinched by his roaring demure. " AND THIS FUCKING COINCIDENCE IS OUR DESTINY " ❖﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌❖ ✧ 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐓𝐈 𝐌𝐄𝐇𝐓𝐀 ✧ ╰⪼ " I think it's just a dream if I woke up , happiness will be all gone. " ❖ 𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐊𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐓 ❖ ╰⪼ " I would cross all depths to stay in this moment with her , only for her" ⋆──── ࣪ ִֶָ☾.────⋆ " Suna aapne , Hume dard ho raha hai " ⋆──── ࣪ ִֶָ☾.────⋆

『 ✦ AAYAN × PRIYA ✦ 』 ── ★ · A story based on real love· ★ !! ･｡ﾟ･"They say school love never lasts... But then again, they never met a dumboo like her or a psycho like him."･｡ﾟ･ 🌷✨💬🎈💗 Aayan and Priya are the school sweethearts. They met, became friends, and eventually fell in love with each other.They had ups and downs in their life, just like any other relationship, but it didn't weaken their bond; instead, it strengthened their love and trust for one another. The plot moves forward as they deal with their emotions, deception, and heartache. It's a complicated tale about adolescent love that explores themes of romance, fantasy, and life. ｡･::･ﾟ★,｡･::･ﾟ☆ ᥫ᭡ Tropes ᥫ᭡ ~Junior x senior ~ School to University Transition ~Enimies To lover ~You Promised You'd Wait ~ Sarcastic Insults That Hide Real Feelings ~Slow burn ~Found x Lost friendship . . This isn't just a love story. It's a real story-of growing up, messing up, breaking down, and somehow still... holding hands at the end of it all.

Lekha is an orphan who has quite a fascination for all things connected with Rajasthan(India). The fascination comes to life as she is pulled into the century when the Mughals and Rajputs are in a tussle over Rajwara (Rajasthan of today). The story is from the point of view of a spectator who although involved still can look from an outsider's perspective. But what would happen if the spectator becomes the participant and has to take the most important decision of her life. Would she go with the flow and close the gates to her previous life or would she rather make a run for it towards the exit .

He's 17. She's 16. He's the imperial prince. She's the daughter of a concubine. They both fell in love. What could go wrong? In 16th century India everything could.

Highest Ranking #1 22.10.1 Jellal never knew things will turn out worse after his beloved's death. Even after eight years all he wanted to do was mourn but it seemed like God had other plans, his brother was assassinated which made him the next emperor. Also, his doubts were growing everyday that his new bride was the one that poisoned his brother. Amidst all the chaos will he able to forget Nadiya and fall in love again? *** I'm an amateur writer. There'll be a lot of mistakes. A lot. I'm not one of those fortunate people who are like 'This is my first story on Wattpad' and their stories are perfection. I'm not that. I had to work hard to come upto this stage and I have to work a lot harder to reach upto their level. All I want you to do is give this story a chance. A chance, that's all I need. Thank you. Hope you enjoy.

When Aastha met Veer, she knew they had a connection. However, the connection would be from two centuries ago, she never could have imagined. A love story that remained unfulfilled, broken by evil, and destroyed to ashes - whose reference hides behind the history and some, in the memories. Will this broken love story, ever get its deserved ending? A journey the two lovers promised to live? -Snippet- "This is awkward," Aastha said looking away. "What is?" "Us. We were friends in childhood.. but it feels like a lifetime ago.." "Maybe it is." Veer laughed. Aastha rolled her eyes. "How about we start to get to know each other? Will that be less awkward?" Veer asked. Aastha smiled, "That would be great." "Hi, I am Veer." "Hi Veer, I am Aastha." As they shook hands, staring deep into the eyes of each other, they felt the connection. A connection, from a lifetime ago. -- P.S: This is a story of reincarnation with a touch of history (fictional) and some horror elements.

Sultan Vansh Ahmed Khan inorder to expand his Kingdom , he agreed to marry the daughter of Deep Shah, the ruler of Amber... His daughter Riddhima Shah who hates Vansh from the core.. will she ever agree to marry vansh inorder to save his father's dignity ? What will happen when heartless and ruthless king will fall in love ? Will they ever fall in love with each other or they will be separated by destiny ? (English translation are there from chapter 6)

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 They never thought of being each other's but destiny had another plans. 𝗩𝗜𝗗𝗬𝗨𝗧 𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗬𝗔𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗜 is a 27 year old handsome man, who belongs to a Royal family. He is Rude, Arrogant and hates the one who betrayes him. There are only two things he loves. One is his mother and another is his work. Vidyut's name lies under the top ten billionaires of the country. He never thought he would fall for the girl who was nothing but a Replacement of his bride. ✿✿✿ 𝗥𝗢𝗢𝗛 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗥 is a 24 year old beautiful internship Doctor. No one knew the anger and sadness she hid behind her smile. She never received love from her parents which she always dreamt of. She knew her sister wasn't happy with this wedding but the only thing she didn't know was that her life is going to take a 180 degree turn, that she is going to be forced to marry the guy she barely knows. ✿✿✿ Our bodies collided together. Do I regret teasing him? A little big yes, a little no. Even though cold water was falling in our bodies but the way I was feeling hot was something I can't explain. He keeps his hands on both sides of the glass, trapping me in between as I couldn't take my eyes off his abs. "You have no idea-what you have done to me" he whispered against my earlobe and I closed my eyes.

The story of RAGHUVANSI'S HEIRS. The story of three brother who love each other the most. The elder son or first heir of raghuvanshi who was ruthless ,arrogent and number one business man and also a king of mafia world doesn't belive in love. He was most handsome man all girl droll on him but he doesn't give shit about them only focus on his business. He love his family the most but his TWO brother is his whole world to him he can do anything for them. There was a past he doesn't love any girl and doesn't being in love. None other than AYAAN RAGHUVANSHI. The second heir of raghuvanshi who respect his elder brother the most help his brother in his business . He is the most handsome man not intrested in any girl and love his family and he is also the member of mafia love his younger brother a lot. But he is very cold to everyone he is not open to everyone . He is none other than ABEER RAGHUVANSHI. The third heir of raghuvanshi who was likes a baby of raghuvanshi family. He was very clam and very fun loving person person love his both brother the most and love his family and very extrovert person. He also help is brother in his business. He is none other than AHAN RAGHUVANSHI. So , what you think they can find their love of life or not or they can belive in love or not.

His pov this is the worst point of my life.... don't want to live....but have to because of mom......god plz send somebody who can heal me.....I am dieing Her pov Life is not easy for anyone.....mine also not perfect but I am happy in everything.....n love to spread my happiness..... People are calling me dumb but I am like this only...... I can't see anyone sad around me...I think god give me the power to remove sorrows n spread happiness new story Stories characters Sidharth Mittal , Shehnaz Singh