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🎧⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡🎸 And honestly? That was the beginning of every problem.This isn't a soft love story. It's chaotic, dramatic, filmy, full of flirting, emotional damage, campus gossip, and two extroverts who should've never fallen in love with each other. 🎧⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡🎸 "You ostrich egg!" Yana yelled. Parv blinked. "...What?" "You cracked my egg!" "Then why'd you leave your egg here?" he said casually. "And for your information, babe, I'm not interested in becoming the father of your children." Yana stared at him in pure horror. "Wh- whoattttt?!" Parv smirked. "Congratulations. The kids would've had great hair though." _______________________________ © All rights reserved. This story is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. Please do not copy, repost, translate, or reproduce any part of this story without permission from the author.

In the heart of Mumbai, where business tycoons rule skyscrapers and secrets hide behind luxury penthouses, lives one girl who doesn't belong in their dangerous, powerful world... She laughs too loud. She trips over air. She talks back without thinking. And somehow... she makes four of the most dangerous, powerful, emotionally unavailable men fall helplessly in love with her. She isn't trying to win their hearts. She just wants pani puri at 2 AM. But fate has other plans. When destiny ties her to four completely different men- a cold CEO, a sarcastic lawyer, a possessive doctor, and a silent mafia king- Her life turns into chaos. And the biggest question becomes... Who said she has to choose only one?

°‧🫧⋆.ೃ࿔ 𝙧𝙤𝙢-𝙘𝙤𝙢 *:･⋆˚꩜｡🫧🐋 She only went to a wedding for the food and a quiet escape from family questions. Love was the last thing on her mind, especially not meeting anyone there. But one simple question from an aunty changed everything. In a moment of panic, she pointed at the man sitting beside her, casually eating a gulab jamun, and called him her husband to avoid an awkward situation. What she didn't know was that fate had a twisted sense of humor. That man wasn't a stranger at all... he was the aunty's son. And just like that, a small lie turned into an unexpected mess of chaos, embarrassment, and a connection she never saw coming.

✨🕊️ Every evening, Ruhi stood in her balcony with a cup of coffee and thoughts she never really shared with anyone. And every day, Aarish chose the same road... slowing down his bicycle just enough to look at her for a few extra seconds. The first time he saw her, something shifted. Maybe it was the way she looked lost in her own world. Maybe it was the quiet sadness behind her smile. Or maybe Aarish was doomed from the very beginning. 😭✨ Both were JEE aspirants - surviving on caffeine, academic pressure, and unstable sleep schedules. But while everyone else struggled to understand physics, Aarish was the kind of guy who explained concepts better than actual teachers. Calm voice. Endless patience. Smart without showing off. The type of person who made difficult things feel easy. Ruhi, meanwhile, was sarcastic, emotionally complicated, and one minor inconvenience away from imagining herself in a full Bollywood heartbreak montage. Between test series, late-night doubts, shared notes, silent support, and conversations that somehow lasted longer than intended... they slowly became each other's comfort place. No dramatic confessions. No instant love story. Just soft moments, stolen glances, hidden feelings, and a boy who fell first the moment he saw her. ✦ JEE aspirant × JEE aspirant ✦ He fell first at first sight ✦ The boy who teaches better than teachers ✦ Slow burn romance ✦ Balcony × cycle trope ✦ Emotional comfort trope ✦ "Did you eat?" = love language ✦ Friends to "wait... what are we?" ✦ Filmy moments + sarcastic flirting ✦ Two exhausted students accidentally falling in love 😭 And before you all get attached and start preparing heartbreak playlists - YES. This story has a happy ending. 🕊️✨ Because after everything life puts them through... they deserve one.

" SOMETIMES WE DO GET OUR FIRST LOVE " "The story mainly focuses on four young adults like many of us who are trying to balance out their life with all the workload , family , friends and that stupid yet cute feeling which keeps us together "love" , the story track revolves around their present adult self and beautiful teenage memories and that stupid teenage love. All four are living their life completely unaware about other , what will happen when they meet each other again? will all the feelings rush back or they have moved on ? This story glorifies one of the greatest bonds and relations of all time "FRIENDSHIP" and how , with that one person everything feels right . The type of friendship which proves "kuch logo ke sath sirf waqt bitane se hi sab theek ho jata hai" . AND The type of love , and when your first love makes you feel like "mai theek hi thi but I realised ki mai khush bhi ho sakti hun". Jump into the story to know more ! LIFE AFTER LOVE 💞 Author Meshika All rights reserved by me @Meshika

"He was the nation's 'Ice Man.' She was a poem he didn't know how to read."💌 Neil Malhotra, is the Captain of the Indian Cricket Team-a man defined by statistics, strategy, and a cold, impenetrable public persona. He lives in the roar of stadiums and the flash of paparazzi.❤️‍🩹 Nidhi Sharma, is a Literature student who lives for the quiet corners of the university library. She know a 'cover drive' from a 'leg-break,' and she prefers the company of dead poets to living legends.🩷 When a chance encounter in a dusty library aisle turns into a secret friendship, the Ice Man begins to melt. But in a world where every move is scrutinized and every headline is a weapon, can a love written in the margins of books survive the glare of the floodlights? From secret "chai dates" to "national scandals", this is a journey of finding a 'thikana' (a home) in the most unlikely of hearts.☕🏏 Trope: Grumpy x Sunshine | Secret Romance | Opposites Attract | Slow burn ❤️‍🔥

TROPES Celebrity × Normal Girl Cricketer Husband × Chaotic Wife Sunshine Wife × Possessive Husband Protective Punjabi Family Public Figure × Private Love She Falls First? No. He Fell Harder. Famous Boy Obsessed With One Girl Comfort Love Couple That Fights Like Kids But Loves Deeply Cricket Stadium Wife Era Playful Flirting 24/7

--- 📖 Story Description: > It started with a look. Not a dramatic fall or some fairytale moment - just a regular Saturday. A tuition class. A question about Sunday. And her quiet answer: "I have guitar class tomorrow." He wasn't supposed to hear it. But he did. And suddenly, she wasn't just another girl in the crowd. She was the one who strummed strings and scribbled stars in the margins of her notebook. Akshara - the girl with smudged kajal, a messy tote bag full of stickers and dreams, and a voice soft like Sunday mornings. Naman - the boy who noticed things. Who never spoke unless he meant it. And when he did, it changed everything. Set in the heart of a bustling Indian town, this is a story of late-night DMs, unexpected confessions, slow-burning love, and the magic that hides between glances. Because sometimes, all it takes is one moment. One sentence. One person who hears you - even when you weren't speaking to them. > And from that moment on... your world is never quite the same. ---: #IndianRomance #TuitionLove #SlowBurn #WattpadLoveStory #DesiVibes #YoungLove #KajalAndGuitar #RomanticGlance #RealLove #BasedOnTrueStory

ʟɪᴇꜱ , ʟᴇɢᴀᴄʏ , ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴠᴏᴡʙᴏᴜɴᴅ ɴᴏ-ᴏɴᴇ ꜱᴀᴡ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ! 𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑑, 𝑟𝑢𝑡ℎ𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝙍𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙃𝙀𝙀𝙍 𝙑𝙀𝙀𝙍 𝙈𝘼𝙇𝙃𝙊𝙏𝙍𝘼 - 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑑... 𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑤 ℎ𝑒𝑟. 𝙃𝙀𝙀𝙍 𝑤𝑎𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑙. 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑒, 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑒𝑙 𝑡𝑤𝑖𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑓𝑎𝑡𝑒... 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑡𝑎𝑟. 𝑂𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑅𝑎𝑛𝑑ℎ𝑒𝑒𝑟 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑦 ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑖𝑡 𝑜𝑓𝑓. 𝑂𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑅𝑎𝑛𝑑ℎ𝑒𝑒𝑟 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐴𝑏ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑎𝑗 𝑀𝑎𝑙ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑟𝑎 (ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑎𝑑) 𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑖𝑚 - 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑐𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑓𝑖𝑎 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑜𝑏𝑒𝑦. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟'𝑠 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚,

Unka milna ek galti tha... ya likhi hui taqdeer? Mahir Sharma believes in keeping his head down-work hard, stay invisible, and never expect more from life than what fits in a one-bedroom flat. Chahat Mehra believes in living loud-designer bags, big dreams, and breaking hearts with a laugh. He wanted peace. She brought chaos. He ran from attachments. She chased love like it was her birthright. And yet... they kept colliding. In a world divided by class, past wounds, and unspoken fears, can two opposites find a connection deeper than logic? This is not a love triangle. This is not a fairytale. This is Raabta-a bond that shouldn't exist, but refuses to fade.

A short story A blend of real life experience and a dream A lovestory that shows unbreakable bond without words They never spoke. Yet their hearts screamed in silence. A story of unspoken love, lost chances, and a reunion that heals everything. For those who believe in soft glances, quiet hearts, and fate's perfect timing. Read, feel, and don't forget to leave a little love in the comments.

​"My life was measured in local train schedules, pending bills, and the constant search for the perfect jalebi. I was a girl of soft curves and loud laughter, perfectly content in my ordinary world. Then I met him. He was all sharp edges, expensive silk, and a silence that felt like a threat. I was the girl no one noticed; he was the man everyone feared. I should have run, but he looked at me like I was the only thing in his world that wasn't covered in blood." I was an anomaly-soft, real, and entirely out of place. He was supposed to be my nightmare, but every time his hand brushed mine, I realized I wasn't his victim. I was his softest obsession." #IndianRomance, #Mafia, #ChubbyHeroine, #OppositesAttract

"Do akele roye milke, milke dono Rab ke ghar mein..." 💔 Aarti has given up on love. After a heartbreak that shattered her faith, she believes love is nothing more than a cruel illusion. Deep, too, has been left behind by someone he loved, but unlike Aarti, he still believes in fate, in second chances, in love that stays. When their paths cross at a temple-two strangers, two wounded hearts-they don't realize that something bigger is at play. The universe keeps pulling them back to the same place, the same moments, as if whispering that some stories aren't written in the stars. Some stories are written in prayers. ✨ A slow-burn, healing love story about finding hope, faith, and love when you least expect it. Inspired by the heartfelt lyrics, "Do akele roye milke, milke dono Rab ke ghar mein."

Arjun Malhotra, the ruthless CEO with a heart of ice, can't stand Ishita Kapoor - his rival's fiery daughter who matches his arrogance wit for wit. When forced into a business alliance, their explosive clashes ignite a passion that melts Arjun's defenses. But between corporate wars and family secrets, their love becomes the greatest battle yet. Can the man who built walls around his heart surrender to the woman who was meant to break them? A sizzling enemies-to-lovers saga where hate and desire walk a dangerous line.

It started as a game. A spark. A teasing glance. Words meant to make her laugh. He was charming, reckless, untouchable and she laughed, played along, thinking she was safe. But she wasn't. They became friends. Close, indispensable, a constant in each other's life. Friends who stayed up late talking about everything and nothing. Friends whose casual touches made her heart race. Friends whose silences were louder than words. And she fell. Hard. Every laugh, every brush of his hand, every teasing smirk twisted her chest with longing she couldn't name. Desire. Need. Love. All of it collided inside her, leaving her dizzy, restless, desperate to know... what he felt. Sometimes, she thought she saw it , in the way his eyes lingered, in the messages he sent long after midnight, in that one glance that caught her off guard and made her heart seize. But he never said anything. Never gave her a clue. And she couldn't ask. Because friendship was everything. And risking it was unthinkable. But he... he felt something, she was sure of it. Something that burned in him quietly, dangerously. The way he paused when she laughed a little too loudly, the way his hand hovered near hers just a second too long, the way he noticed the smallest details about her. He didn't kiss her. He didn't act. But the restraint in him was heavy, almost unbearable. She wanted him. She ached for him. She needed to know if he wanted her too. And he maybe wanted the same, but neither of them dared cross the line. So they stayed in that fragile, electric middle ground: Close enough to crave, far enough to protect themselves. Every glance, every word, every almost-touch was a question neither dared answer.

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ She yanked the file from his hand, eyes flashing like storm-lit glass. "Stop hovering around me like some obsessed creep," she snapped voice sharp, but cracking with something way too dangerous to name. Reyan didn't flinch. Didn't back off. Instead, a slow, sinful smile tugged at his lips the kind that didn't just promise chaos... it warned of it. "Careful," he murmured, voice dark and amused, laced with something wicked. "Don't tempt me to prove how obsessed I can get." Her spine stiffened. The file was still clutched in her hand, but it wasn't about the file anymore. Not really. Not when he stepped closer. Not when her breath caught. Not when her chest brushed his, only the thin file between them, trembling in her grip. And not when his gaze dropped to her lips... like he already owned them. ♡.･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ.♡ Meher Arora's only goal was to survive final year without drama, attention... or disturbance. Too bad Reyan Malhotra is all three. Hot. Shameless. Infuriating. And somehow always in her way. But when heated fights start feeling like foreplay, and stolen glances turn into something deeper... Enemies get harder to hate. And maybe impossible to resist. What happens when the boy you can't stand becomes the only one you can't stop thinking about? ♡.･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ.♡ Tropes: ➺ Enemies to Lovers ➺ Grumpy x Sunshine ➺ College Romance ➺ Forced Proximity ➺ Protective Bad Boy ➺ He Fell First (and HARD) ➺ Chaotic BFF Group ➺ Desi Rom-Com ➺ Jhumka Girl Energy ➺ No Cheating or Breakup Join the chaos where hate simmers, sparks fly, and love gets way too close to handle. (Full Blurb Inside) ~ @kaurxwritess ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

#2 🄵🄾🅁🄲🄴🄳 🄱🅁🄸🄳🄴 🅂🄴🅁🄸🄴🅂 **************** Bound by vows, stitched by fate-will love be the final masterpiece? **************** Aditya Malhotra -the man who can charm the world with his smile and destroy it with his signature. A business tycoon who rules boardrooms with ruthless precision, yet treats life like an endless playground. Sharp mind, sharper tongue, and a smirk that spells trouble-he's the kind of man who wins wars with laughter and deals with a twinkle in his eye. If life's a game, he's already three moves ahead. Naina Sharma-the designer who doesn't just create outfits, she creates moments. A walking, talking Bollywood scene with sass sharper than a tailor's needle. She believes in dreams bigger than the grandest lehengas, in independence stronger than any stitched seam, and in love?-well, let's just say she'd rather be caught dead than caught in a forced marriage. But fate? Fate is the biggest drama director of all. A long-buried contract resurfaces-an alliance written in childhood, signed in secrecy, and now binding them in a wedding neither saw coming. One signature, and their fates are stitched together in silk. 🎭 "Shaadi? Teri? Meri? Haah!!! Kabhi nahi!" 😏 "Dare to run, Sharma. I love a good chase." One mischievous businessman. One over-the-top designer. One forced marriage that's anything but ordinary. Between wedding vows and warzones, between business deals and emotional duels-what happens when love stitches them together tighter than fate ever intended? But just when they think they have control, fate adds one final stitch. 💍 "You can fight it all you want, Naina... but what if I say you already lost?" Because in this unfinished love story, the final masterpiece is yet to be designed... Stay tuned to know more about Aditya & Naina Ishvika ✨

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⚠️ COPYRIGHT DISCLAIMER ⚠️ "What If?" is a work of fiction created and written by Yuyu . All characters, events, and settings are original and belong solely to the author. Unauthorized copying, reproduction, or distribution of any part of this story is strictly prohibited. Please respect the writer's creativity, time, and effort. If you wish to share or reference this story, kindly ask for permission first. Let's support original creators! 💛 © 2025 Yuyu | All Rights Reserved All right enough seriousness now Letsss gooooo!! dive into the important phase of preeti's life how the normal shy innocent girl faces this phase of her life. meet aarav and rishab who might be added to your new crush list. what if she gets stuck between the choices? what if she unlocks her true self? what if her life turns into beautiful paradise? what if she choose the person whom her heart choose? what if the other guy wins your heart?

They were never meant to be together... and yet destiny kept binding them. Two souls, poisoned by hate, scarred by betrayal - forced to face each other every single day because their families were inseparable. He burns with revenge, she hides her pain behind cold eyes. Every day they speak drips with venom, every glance feels like war. But in the shadows of anger, in the silence between their fights, something darker begins to grow - desire. Love wrapped in hate. Passion disguised as revenge. A war of hearts where both refuse to surrender, yet neither can walk away. When families celebrate, they bleed in silence. When the world sees friendship, they taste only fire. And when revenge becomes love, it's no longer about winning or losing... it's about surviving each other. "Hurt to Love" - because sometimes, the ones you hate the most... become the ones you can't live without.