Harshita Stories

A Ruval OS

A story of Betrayal , Love and Revenge (A Sandhir Dark ff) He broke her in and out..until she was left with no emotions, or so he thought. His betrayal crushed her soul but she stayed to seek her revenge. She loved him. He played her. Will 'love' bring them together?what will 'betrayal' cost them ? To know more, read - 'BLEEDING HEARTS'

when you see her you will feel hate... but when you feel her you will fall in love... he love her n going to marry her... but he hate her n going to punish her... Note This story is based on thai drama. It is purely not my work. So similarity can be possible. I love that drama and tried to recreate it in our very own sandhir way. #3 dost(24/07/2020) #123 sandhir (25/07/2020) #1 blackcoffee (23/11/2020)

Hiii guys..... This is my first Sandhir ff please give a read to it P.S. this is my first ff so plenase tolerate with my grammatical errors. But do tell me my mistakes :) You may find it boring in starting of the chapters btw will get interesting with the upcoming chapters that i can promise too you all :)

#45 in short stories on 6th june 2017 This is sandhir 3 shots SS. Story credits goes to the original writer.

A one shot love story..!! A sweet, lovely, cute and adorable couple is inside, waiting to confess their love, so don't keep them waiting and reach inside so that they can continue.

The rain made her wet clothes stuck to her body like second skin. He could see the pale skin from now see through material. The cool air made her shudder but that wasn't enough to bring her closer to the king. The king stared hard at the beauty in front of him. He gulped when she timidly remove hairs away from her face. The water droplets still dripping down her throat and it made the king clench his fist to stop himself from running to her and suck that smooth skin. Just like he did hundred times before. He suddenly remember how sweet her lips tasted and he craved for that taste again. But he knew it's too late now. "Remove your clothes or you might catch cold" the authority in his voice buckled her knees but she had seen worse. He hold out his royal blue cape to her so she can cover up herself with it. "I left your Kingdom. You are not my king anymore " she tried to keep her voice from shivering. The anger in her eyes was prominent. "What are you trying to imply here?" The king step closer. Too close for her convenience. The rage began to built up inside him too. "You can't order me around anymore " she stated and looked away. The stubbornness he had fallen for. But things have changed now. At this the king laughed. That dark laughter she knows too well. "Should I remind you what else I'm to you? Other than your king, love? " he step closer. She didn't want to look away anymore. The authority and dominance suits him. "Should I remind you my every touch, my every kiss or my every stroke ..." "Enough" she turn around. Almost embarrassed and nostalgic. "That's for interrupting a king." He turn her around in his arms and swiftly claim her sweet lips. She moaned and realise that she could never run away from him now. Even if she wants to he would never let her.

A call goes to a wrong number & sets everything right.

Meet the bad boy.....zayn.....heartthrob of the school.....badass....player...and not to mention breathtakingly gorgeous and now we have....Ayesha.....demure...beautiful.....nerd and a stick through thick and thin friend..... mix these two opposite personalities together and....VIOLA....what unfolds is an amazing love story but.....the road to love is always rocky !!!

it's an full on The Randhir Singh Shekhawat fan-fiction including everything of his life . Mostly his love interest Relive the Randhir Singh Shekhawat with this journey . Note:Slow updates

It's a parsh short story. Jab koi umeed Nai hoti tb tu hoti h Sabse dur tu mere dil k Kareeb hoti h Meri kahani k lie tu mere alfaaj hoti h Meri Zindagi k panno k lie tu ek kitab hoti h Tujhe brand ko alfaaj km h Tu meri bechain Zindagi ka sukun hoti h.......

Another ParSh OS.. It was written after I came to know about TOI article on 25th January, 2017

#49 in SHORTSTORIES(22nd june) Book cover photo credits goes to @Bhavya_sandhir This a sandhir SS

Randhir was startled by the presence of the teenage Sanyukta desperately hanging off the mango tree just outside his bedroom balcony. "Who is it, son? It must be those infernal kids after the fruit in the garden!'' His mother Renuka called out to him. ''No mother, just some monkeys.'' He was unsure why he had lied. He could see she was trapped and uncertain about how to descend. ''Here, take my hand'' He whispered to her stretching across, as she looked at him petrified. Slowly, an inch at a time, she crawled toward him, trying not to look down, until she was near enough for him to grab her and pull her into his sinewy arms. Unconvinced that she had landed on safe ground she held him in a tight embrace till he could feel her heart beat wildly against his broad chest.

one shot on Sandhir :)

#SanDhir two shots! <3 Ranked #930 (Fanfiction)- 1/10/16 #877 in Fanfiction - 2/10/16

A behir ff you need to go through and give it a try for sure !!! Even includes sandhir !