Flirtyboy Histoires

✨Mere dil mein jagah Khuda ki khaali thi... ✨ Dekha wahan pe aaj tera chehra hai. Some love stories are written in words... Ours was written in stolen glances we never meant to share. It started in a classroom- between attendance calls, shared notes, and silent distractions. Ishaan Malhotra-the boy who had everything under control. Pranavi Sharma-the girl who was chaos itself. She noticed him once... and that was enough to lose herself completely. But what she didn't know- he had already been watching her long before. "You don't even look at me... but somehow, you're all I see." Feelings grew... quietly. Hidden behind silence, hesitation, and fear. Because sometimes- love isn't difficult to feel... it's difficult to accept. "I'm not staying away because I feel nothing... I'm staying away because I feel too much." Around them, love takes different forms- in teasing, in fights, in chaos, and in unspoken words. Four stories. Eight hearts. Four kinds of love. Some soft. Some complicated. Some impossible to forget. Because school love isn't always about happy endings... sometimes, it's about the memories that never leave you. The glances you remember. The words you never said. The person you never truly forgot. And somewhere between all of it- they didn't just fall in love... They lost themselves in it. This isn't just a love story. This is Deewanapan. #Schoolromance #Multicouple #Friendship #Hiddenfeelings #Familydrama #Slowburn This is my first book , so I request you please read it ...🥰🥰

Valori, the mysterious bad girl who scowls at anyone who enters her path. She's fierce and only lets her guard down on a blue moon. Then there's Nathan. The pretty, golden boy and athlete who smiles at anyone who crosses his path. But what hides behind that beautiful smile? Valori is mortified when she finds out that Nathan joins the same therapy group as her, its enough that she has to see him at school. What could the Golden boy possibly be hiding? What happens when the two collide, Nathan doesn't leave Valori alone, and ugly pasts are revealed? Now the golden boy will find out her deepest secrets and her most weakest moments. The two delve deeper into each others stories. But what is Nathan doing at therapy? Everyone has a past, and so does Nathan. It just happens to be as ugly as Valori's. What will happen between these two when they learn more about each other and happen to do things no one thought they could do? Warning: mild swearing,

They say you never forget your first love. But they don't tell to how loud those memories echo in your mind. June 4, 2013. It was supposed to be just another birthday-another school year. But for 13 year old, Mishika, the universe has a different gift in mind. On the seating chart, her name is paired with one person who made her heart flutter since 5th grade: Yash Desai. Yash is the class clown, the boy with a joke for every situation. Mishika is the girl just trying to survive her own racing heart. For one whole semester, they are seat-mates. But the school year romance are rarely simple. Between the teasing of their best friends, the pressure of expectations and the unpredictable surge of teenage emotions, Mishika is about to learn that the first echo of love is the one that changes you forever.

💔 He judged her. She accepted him. And then... everything changed. Yash - the charming flirt of college, breaks up with his girlfriend and unexpectedly crosses paths with Priya - a quiet, simple girl he once mocked. But one honest conversation sparks something real between them. From awkward beginnings to raw emotions, Unfiltered Love is a story of self-acceptance, unexpected friendship, and a love that sees beyond appearances. She fell first... but he fell harder. ❤️

Destined Hearts 💕 Jimin x Reader Jimin Indian ff When a famous idol fall for an indian girl at first sight 💓 Rankings🏅 #6 - jiminindianff #8 - flirtyboy #9 - jiminstories #9 - jiminindianff #38 - jiminxyn #59 - jiminff

Society is a lie, a joke, a hoax. Everything you thought is nothing but a comfort. Logic is no more than a fantasy, a luxury that our world doesn't have. We are nothing to them, they run everything. The world is a game and they play it. I am no more than a mere pawn in a game of chess. Play by the rules and have others killed in front of you or step out of place and be killed yourself. Lia holds this secret. She is a down to earth type of girl always observing and thinking. Xavier is a challenging, daredevil kind of boy who believes that the world is unfair and wants to change it. When the two meet an instant bond is formed and Lia finds herself joining in on Xaviers complete death wish. Love, live, death the safe box Lia Kept herself in is torn down and she has to make new choices and not for her school work but for her and Xaviers life.

She was never his. Not by name, not by relationship. Phir bhi... jab bi koi usse dekhta, usse jalan hoti.

Two souls, searching for their path unaware of the fact ,that their destiny has already planned something for them....... Chahat sharma a 22 years old girl whose life is full of problems still she try to be happy and finds happiness in small things. Viraj singh rathore a 26 year old famous business man who has everything .crazy moody, possessive and what not , he is fun for sure but has some major anger issues. He always do the things which he want.

This ff is about y/n and haru, a guy in your class .. He was a transfer student at first you didn't like him but then you started having feeling for him ..

Valentina Williams hates Cameron Anderson. Hates him. Totally.

♡ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 : 90𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 1996 ka Patna... wo shehar jaha khidkiyon par kapde sukhte the, छतों पर transistor bajta tha, galiyon me bachche cricket khelte the, aur beech beech me हवा ek ajeeb si purani mehek le kar chalti thi - mitti, barsaat, aur ankahi bato ki mehek. Us waqt pyaar loud nahi hota tha; wo chup chaap dil me palta tha, kahi ek diary ke beech phool ban kar sukh jaata tha aur us shehar ki har subah me ek alag sa sukoon hota tha. (Patna, 1996... a city where clothes dried on balconies, transistors played on terraces, children played cricket in narrow lanes, and the wind carried a strange old fragrance - of soil, rain, and unsaid feelings. Love in those days wasn't loud; it grew quietly inside the heart, hidden like a pressed flower between diary pages and every morning in that city has a serene peace.) Ye kahani unhi dono ki hai - ek ladki jo duniya se kam, par khud se zyada ladti thi... aur ek ladka jise pyaar ki kadar thi par nibhaane ka darr bhi. Ek kahani un dino ki... jab pyaar bolne se pehle mehsoos hota tha. Jab ek hi nazar saari zindagi ka raasta badal deti thi. (This is their story - of a girl who fought less with the world and more with herself... and a boy who understood love but feared committing to it. A story of those days... when love was felt before it was spoken. When a single glance could change the direction of an entire lifetime.) Aur shayad... woh nazar abhi abhi mili hai. (And maybe... that glance has just happened.)