Bike Stories

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You office series #3 Saboor Khan: I love him, loved him since I was thirteen. And will keep loving him. Faraz Abru: She annoys me. She is everywhere I am. But for some reason, whenever she is in my presence, I can't look away from her. "Loving you had consequences." Chapter update on every Friday, Saturday and Sunday

Aurora the naive and shy type. Always plastering a smile on your face and very sneaky, yet cute. She's loved my everyone... Well, not all and likes giving hugs to everyone that loves her especially her nanny. Sadly, she lost her father and has to adapt to a new step father. Hendrix is a Mafia leader with high reputation. A scary personality and very hard to be friends with. He smell of blood, tears, love? Nah.. he lacks one. He's cocky Funny And did I mention arrogant? As the gossip goes.. Opposite attract Watch as the naive and shy baby girl sneak her way into his heart. CLITCHY PEOPLE I. REPEAT. CLICHE "What about Repunzel?" She suggested. "Sure." I'm guessing one of the Disney movies. "What is your favourite movie?" She instantly asked when she took a seat close to me. I shrugged. "Fifty shade of Gray," I smirked. "What's that?" She asked innocently. ......... Most Impressive Ranking # 119short out of 102K stories ranking Other Rankings # 13fallout of 8.9K stories # 87emotionsout of 23.8K stories # 18smallout of 4.7K stories # 62redout of 16.4K stories # 112goodout of 28K stories # 222brokenout of 55.5K stories # 55scaredout of 13.6K stories # 20lovelyout of 4.9K stories # 128beautifulout of 29.4K stories # 6naiveout of 1.1K stories # 65bulliedout of 11.2K stories # 493boyout of 81.2K stories # 230badout of 35.5K stories # 388wattpadout of 55.4K stories # 459hurtout of 64.7K stories # 9bikeout of 1.2K stories # 22calmout of 2.6K stories # 194newyorkout of 14K stories # 973possessiveout of 18.2K stories # 1schholout of 17 stories Please vote and maybefollowmeifyouwant.

ලෝකයක් අපිට එරෙහි උනත් මේ අත් අතාරින්නේ නැතිව ඉමූ......... මේක තනිකර සටනක් ලෝක දෙකක් අතර ඇති අතිශය ප්‍රේමණීයම සටනක් මුහුදු නිල් ඇස්,කොළ පාට ඇස් අතර ඇතිවුනු සටනක්.......ප්‍රේමණීය සටන ❤️‍🔥🌼 Story start- 2025/3/29 Story End-.........

Saiyaara Fan-Fiction. Its an AU movie story based on the same charecters as depicted in trailers and songs. Ahaan Pandey as Sahil Agnihotri. A college super star heartthrob. He is passionate about music and bikes. Extremely privileged, handsome and broody. Aneet Padda as Siya Joshi. She is the college topper, a huge nerd, soft and kind. She is hardworking and from a poor household trying to make it out. *************************** There she stood at the archway, wearing my powder blue shirt-half buttoned, barely hanging on her shoulder, sleeves swallowing her hands. My sunglasses, too big for her face, slipping slightly down her nose. And my guitar, slung across her like she was about to perform an arena show. I blinked. "What..." She strutted in like she owned the place. She pulled off her sunglasses in slow motion, her voice husky and dramatic. "You see, I woke up... and I was him. Sahil freakin' Agnihotri. Guitar-wielding prodigy. Man of mystery. Hair gel connoisseur." I choked on a grape. "Siya." She was swaying like a drunken rockstar, fake-belting notes that didn't exist in any scale, throwing her head back so hard my sunglasses flew off her face and clattered to the ground. I had tears in my eyes from holding in the laughter. I just couldn't take it anymore. She was still hopping around the furniture like an unhinged squirrel, doing a full-blown mockery of my performance from last gig-microphone hand gestures, dramatic hair flips, even the fake broody guitar solo that had the crowd roaring. I chased her across the room, dodging a throw pillow she hurled at me, until I finally caught her mid-bounce and tackled her onto the armchair in a heap of limbs and laughter. She was breathless, still fully in character. "Hey," she panted, her voice deepening into a mock baritone. "Do you want to ride on my big bike? I'll teach you cricket... maybe show you my tattoo..."

𝐑𝐨𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭, 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐩𝐭𝐬 𝐀𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 ! 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝. 𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐀𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐲, 𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝- 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲?

𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐯 𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐲𝐚𝐩 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤!. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦-𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐧. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦-𝐑𝐨𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐀𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡, 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫... 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐧. 𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬, 𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐫- 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐀𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟? 𝐎𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭?

ඇතුගල්පුරෙන් එහා

පුනරුත්පත්තිය විශ්වාස කරන්න පුළුවන් ද....ආදරය කියන නමටත් වෛර කරන මට‍ ආදරයක් ලැබෙයිද....

මුහුද යටට ඉර ගිලෙන්න ඔන්න මෙන්න් මොහොතක්,පැස්ටල් පාට අහසක්,ඒ මේ අත පියාඹන කුරුල්ලු රංචු,නොනැවතී වෙරල සිඹින මුහුදු රල......තනිකරම මායාකාරී හවස් වරුවක් නිර්මාණය කරලා තිබුනා.....මට ඉස්සරහින් මං දකින්න ආසම රූපෙත් හිටියා,මට මාවම ලෝභ කරවන රූපේ මං ඒ දිහා බලාගෙන හිටියේ පුදුම ආදරේකින්.... ආදරේ කියන වචනෙත් මට ආගන්තුක උන කාලයක මට හම්බුන වටිනම වස්තුව.....මං ඒ ඉටි රූපයක් තරම් කෙල්ල දිහා බලන් හිටියේ පිස්සෙක් වගේ....කාට හරි හිතෙයි මේක උමතුවක් කියලා........එහෙම හිතනවා නම් ඒක හරි, මොකද මම මගේ සුදූට උමතුවෙන් වගේ ආදරෙයි.....ආ ඉවසපන් පපුව... අර බෝල ඇස් වලින් මන් දිහා හැරිලා බලලා ඇස් හීනි කරන් හිනා වෙද්දි....මටම හිතුනා මේක උමතුවක් කියලා......🔥♥️

𝐀𝐫𝐣𝐮𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨. 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭, 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐲𝐚-𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭. 𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐀𝐫𝐣𝐮𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬-𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐲𝐚𝐧, 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫. 𝐀 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬-𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬. 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦... 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲?

අද රෑ මගෙ Last Delivery එක මේ බකමූණගෙ ගෙදරට වෙයි කියලා නම් මම කොහොමත් හිතුවෙ නෑ.. මොනා කරන්නද ඉතින්.. මගෙ ජීවිතේ කොහොමත් වෙන්නෙම හීනෙන් වත් නොහිතන රෙද්දවල් තමා.. මේකත් එහෙම එකක්.. AFTER THE LAST DELIVERY 🍁 2025.12.01 කෙටි කතාවකි..

In a quiet bookstore café tucked between neon streets and midnight rain, Y/N lives a life small enough to fit inside folded paper notes and whispered routines. She doesn't ask for much-just peace, silence, and a world where no one looks too closely. But then Jeon Jungkook walks in. Tattoo artist. Underground boxer. Biker with a reputation sharp enough to slice through the dark. A man who looks like danger but carries kindness in scars he never talks about. He shouldn't notice her. She shouldn't want to know him. But the universe has a habit of cracking open right where two opposites stand too close. He becomes her storm. She becomes his calm. He sees every tremble she tries to hide. She sees the softness he tries to kill. And when their worlds collide, the truth becomes impossible to ignore: Some people don't enter your life- they crash into it. But shadows follow love, and not everyone who stands beside Y/N wants her to rise. Especially not the rich, perfect best friend whose smile is sweeter than her intentions. In a city of secrets, fists, and roaring engines, Jungkook and Y/N must navigate the things they feel, the things they fear, and the things they can't say out loud. Because sometimes the most dangerous love is the one that makes you feel seen. ⋆⋆⋆

~Advit Rajput and Shivangi Oberoi~ "In the world of betrayal, she is my only trust, my angel" ~Advit.... ~Aditya Rajput and Anika Awasthi~ "One moment he was some idiot... and the next, he was the reason my heart forgot how to stay guarded." ~Anika.... DISCLAIMER ~~ This is completely a fiction based story and does not intend to hurt the emotions of any person. This is an original story and if some scene is repeated it is totally a coincidence. First time writing so it may have some mistake, kindly don't mind. (⁠•⁠‿⁠•⁠)

They fell from the stars. Literally. Three alien siblings crash-land on Earth with one job: Stay hidden. Don't get involved. And definitely don't fall in love. ...They failed spectacularly. * Xandria has secrets buried deeper than space junk. She's powerful, too perfect, and *definitely not telling everything. * Vaayun flirts with danger (and literally everyone else). * Zuri? She could hack your soul-if she had the patience. Spoiler: she doesn't. The plan was simple: Hide the ship. Avoid humans. Don't panic. But then came a glowing Z-Capsule, a suspicious billionaire named Viraansh, his too-pretty-for-his-own-good brother Yuhaan, and a 20-year-old girl who wasn't afraid... just *very* excited they might be illegal space creatures. Love crashes into chaos. Lies unravel like broken code. And the universe? Oh, it's watching... and maybe coming for them. Now the siblings must choose: Protect the mission, or protect each other. Lie, or love. Run... or reveal everything. Welcome to a world where the biggest threat isn't alien invasion. It's feeling WHAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN THEY MEET ....LETS SEE IN THIS UNIQUE CUTE,ROMANTIC, FUNNY STORY WITH AMAZING AND UNIQUE CHEMISTRY

"Stay right here," he instructed, and without another word, rushed inside. Avni stood at the entrance, confused but smiling faintly as she watched him hurry about. There was a boyish charm in his expressions, in the way he moved-eager, sincere, a little frantic. He looks so cute, she thought, her heart fluttering. Within seconds, Avyansh returned, carrying a pot filled with rice and a plate with a red liquid- kumkum. "Just two more minutes," he said quickly, and disappeared into the villa once again. Avni waited, her curiosity growing by the second. Soon, he returned, this time with an aarti thali. A small diya flickered on the plate, casting a warm glow across his face. He circled the plate in front of her, performing the aarti, then gently applied vermilion on her forehead. A soft sprinkle of rice followed. "That's your first time entering our villa," he said with a smile. "So your welcome is a must." Avni stared at him, wide-eyed and moved. "Now," he continued, "gently kick this pot with your right foot." She gave a small nod, smiling shyly as she nudged the pot forward with her foot. "Next, place your feet in the kumkum," Avyansh instructed. Her cheeks were already flushed, but now her whole face turned a deep red. She did as told, her delicate feet now stained with the auspicious red. Then, to her surprise, Avyansh knelt down and placed his white t-shirt on the floor in front of her. He held out his hand. "Now leave your footprints here, on this." "But... Avyansh ji-" Avni hesitated, touched and overwhelmed. He looked up at her with eyes full of reverence. "You know, Mumma always said a wife is like Goddess Lakshmi. But to me, you're not just Lakshmi-you're my universe, my everything... my God."

[UNDER TRANSLATION] Adaa and Isha Malhotra. The famous sisters of Bikaner. Their father, one of the most successful businessman of the city. With looks and charms, these two rules their world. But when, because of an unknown debt, their father had to marry them off to guys they don't know. They felt heartbroken. Devastated. But coped up somehow. Now the question is, will this new family of theirs welcome them with love and care, or will shatter them apart.

A wild night, a hunt to survive. I thought that I was safe and I'll survive until I came across Jordan Hemsworth. He's ruthless, animalistic and the perfect embodiment of violence. The rules were simple but I broke them and now I'll pay or he'll make me pay.

Between dreams, distance, and discovery, a girl learns that every chapter of growth carries a slice of love within it.🍰💗

The girl who lives in her imagination and hate to face the reality and feel in love with her stalker