# A War of Hate and Attraction Mishti Agarwal has never had a reason to back down - not when you grow up knowing the world bends for people like her. Brilliant, bold, and unapologetically herself, she wants it all: her father's empire, the top spot in college, and the last word in every argument. Abir Rajvansh was born into a different kind of world, rare, polished, and quietly powerful. The son of a celebrity and a businesswoman, privilege looks natural on him because it is. He is brilliant without trying, arrogant without announcing it, and completely unbothered by what the world thinks of his silence. His goals are set. His path is clear. And somewhere beneath that composure lives a dream no one knows about . Until chaos walks straight into his life and refuses to leave. Thrown together by circumstance and held there by bad luck, what starts as ego clashes and cold silences slowly becomes something neither of them planned for. The hate was easy. The attraction? Inconvenient. But feelings have a way of getting messier when hearts get involved and hearts don't care about timing, or sense, or the fact that their lives are pointed in completely opposite directions. They were fine as enemies. They should have stayed that way. *Because some people are meant to collide not to stay.*

It's a sequel to my previous Mishbir story. It's basically a trilogy and this is the second part of the suspense, thriller and hot romance. Please read the first part and then continue with the sequel. This is after an year from the climax of previous part. Our Mishbir are in live-in relationship. And all our lovely characters are trying to move on from the shock of the betrayal they had faced in their previous case.

" I was scared Mishti..I thought I'll..I'll lose..you.." said Abir. " Abir..look at me" calmly said Mishti. Abir looked into her eyes which was overflowing with sadness, angry, hurt and alot of love. Her eyes held unshed tears. He know that all these emotions are of him and for him. Mishti cupped his face with her small hands " Abir, mein tum par gussa ho sakti hu.. hurt ho sakti hu..irritate ho sakti hu...lekin kabhi bhi tume chodke nahi ja sakti hu.." said Mishti Now, Abir couldn't control. He just hugged her tightly to his chest. Mishti too reciprocated with the same intensity. She know that her Aasmaan is very sensible but even a sensible person have his own fears and insecurities. So it's her time to embrace her Abir with all her love and care to clear his mind and assure him. A Journey of Love of Our Mishbir..

Mishti Anand a soft, kindhearted girl comes out her shell to find out who she really is without the dependency of her parents. Not with the good past she struggled to get herself together to live the life she always wanted. Her mind and heart still struck in her high school, the place that made her feel alive, the place that gave memories, the place she found her love or just the infatuation that she believes to move on from there. How can she move on when that love comes back to her with full force that overwhelms? A MishBir Tale.

Meet Mishti. Super sweet at the same time fiery. She wants to become a journalist and loves her family a lot. She has a secret that she wishes to take to her grave- she has a huge crush on her brother's best friend, Abir, who is technically her best friend too. Meet Abir. Extra sweet and handsome, he is the heart-throb of all the girls in his school and college. But, he really doesn't care about all the others as all he yearns for is affection from is family. Will destiny bring them together? *** This story is purely based on my imagination. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Please refrain from copying my story. I have put in a lot of hard work and I will not appreciate it if someone else steals my work. This story belongs to me and can be found on Wattpad only. If found on any other platform, kindly message. Thank you! <3 *** #1 in India as on 22/10/2021 #2 in Mishbir as on 22/10/2021 ***

He is a pen. She is a highlighter. He wrote his future. She made it brighter. Peep into fall for mishbir again💖😍

Mishti Agarwal a stunning, courageously going lady knew she only had herself to blame when her boss approached to her for a favour. You didn't let yourself become indebted to a man like Abir Rajvansh, no matter how badly you needed his help. She didn't ask him to help her, he did and she accepted it. As his personal assistant, she is very aware that the globally successful CEO was ruthless and unforgiving. She also felt like there's something really empty inside his heart. She was silently grieving for consider his help but didn't deny to him a favour. Of course, if she'd known he'd asked her to do him favour by being his wife for a year, she'd have hesitated in accepting his help. Maybe she would have given it a second thought to accept his help. Because what she'd learned from Abir was that the devil wasn't ugly and terrorising. She wasn't scared of him after knowing he hid his human behind the Devil. He was seductive and tempting. He hummed with whispers of addiction. He awakened every need and fantasy she had. He made her fall in love with him while she was afraid to love anyone in her life but she craved to have a family and dreamt about her mister perfect.

A tale of love lost and found..