"I wish I had never met you!" Deepika's voice echoed across the classroom, each word a dagger to my heart. "Excellent! At least we finally agree on something!" I fired back, even as a tear betrayed the storm of emotions within me. With those final, stinging words, Deepika stormed out, leaving a heavy silence in her wake. The classroom felt like a graveyard, and I stood there, rooted to the spot, desperately wishing I could chase after her and demand the truth. Maybe letting her go was the right choice. Perhaps this is meant to be my unfinished love story, a tale of what-ifs and almosts. ✨ No Deepika. This can't be his bike. Not Arjun's. But I couldn't deny what I saw-the familiar brown Royal Enfield, now twisted and crushed. My heart hammered as I circled around, hoping, praying it wasn't true, until my gaze landed on the number plate: TN56 0809. Arjun's bike. Deepika! Stop imagining things! Arjun would be fine! I felt the world shift, the noise around me blurring into a single, deafening hum. Ambulance and police sirens echoed, and a stranger's voice broke through: "Two boys. Spot dead. College students." I clutched my chest, gasping for air as reality slammed into me. "Arjun..." I whispered, barely holding myself together. Tears stung my face as I sank beside the wreck. "No, Please, No!" My voice cracked as the weight of regret settled in, suffocating me. ✨ Ex-Crush: More than just a crush, but a little less than love. ✨ Arjun and Deepika were hopelessly in love-only they never realized it. Will they find their way to each other, or will their love story remain forever unfinished? ✨ Join Arjun and Deepika on a journey back to those dreamy college days-days where every moment felt eternal, love was unspoken yet ever present, where friendship bloomed like wildflowers, offering a sanctuary from the harsh winds of reality. Come, wander with them through the corridors of college days, where the echoes of laughter still linger. (Comp

This is an adorable love story between Anmol Malhotra (Mismatched-Netflix)and Tara Sharma

Anmol Malhotra God looking - Check Arrogant-check EGO- Major Check ANGER- CHECK Violent - check Smart-Check Genius - Check Narcissistic - Check sports - check Girls - ohh dude check A streamer - check Famous for his gaming skill This is his personality. Wait wait wait .....Anmol is now handicap . Did that he changed him? NO . Infact he is 100x more of these now. More self centered more ego more anger. What will happen now ? Girls used to hang on his each arm because he was popular and only for sex , no relationship but now due to his condition .i.e he is differently abled now , he has girls only as friends for popularity. He thought he would never geta girl friend , not that he was asking for one . He never wanted any emotional relation with anyone . never shared his feelings for anyone . Everything changed . One Summer . Computer Course at Jaipur , India . Things started changing for him. I would like to keep , Heroine of this story SURPRISE. I will tell her name though , Vinny

This is inspired by the Spy X Family manga by Tatsuya Endo. This story is based on what happens 20 yrs after the main story takes place. With Damian x Anya in lead roles.🌺 The political situation in Ostania has undergone a dramatic change. In the midst of this precarious situation a bigger threat looms beneath. Can they both work together to bring world peace or will break apart leading to eternal doom.🕷🕸 Read to find out!🖤 (THIS IS PURELY MY FANFICTION.) (Also the cover is not original it is taken randomly from the internet)

10 in India as of 07/07/18 "I can't marry him!" I sob I can see disapointment in my parents eyes. "How can Aunty and Uncle face everybody now? The only solution is for you to marry Siddharth" Mum explains. Siddharth. Why Siddharth? He has been my greatest enemy ever since we set eyes of each other around 20 years ago. Marrying him would be a nightmare. The voices of my parents and Siddharth's parents span around my head like a tornado. "Please dear, marry my son" Aunt Aadhya whispers Before I know it, I am at the altar, with Siddharth beside me. His eyes are sternly focused on the ground, with anger boiling in his skin. How was I going to survive this marriage with this monster?

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❝I'm sorry to inform you this but you've got only thirteen days to live starting from today. Don't worry, I'll help you. I am Min yoongi. An exorcist. ❞ Myg ©mysha and becca

I groan when my dad dragged me toward the table with three peoples there. I think this is Mr. Min's family and then my eyes caught to this pale skin guy. His eyes was study my face. I guess I should try to be friendly with him since we gonna marry soon even I hate it too so... I give him a friendly smile but he replied me by glaring at me?! How rude!! ♡ ♡ ♡ RANKS : #1 - unwantedlove #2 - hating #2 - yoongixreader #3 - btssuga #3 - btsmyg #6 - unwantedmarriage #17 - loveandhate #21 - yoongi #26 - bangtan #43 - myg #51 - btsyoongi #51 - suga #164 - fanfiction #229 - btsminyoongi #354 - btsboys #454 - btsarmy #585 - army ♡ ♡ ♡ 2017 © COPYRIGHT CHIMNIELY