Padukone Stories

NASA says that the asteroid 2022 OT1 is moving towards the Earth at a very high speed and is expected to make its closest approach to the planet on August 13. But how likely is it to strike us? Find out.

Since there were so many people who requested a sequel to Best Friend's Girl, Bittersweet love is part 2 of BFG. Love makes every moment of your life worth wile – or at least for some people. For some, love is an unbearable pain that one goes through. There is no an easy way out.

She had always been content with loneliness. She had taught her heart to be empty of emotions. He was the reason she still believed and had faith. He was her best friend. She wasn't immune to his charms, as she had thought she was. She realised she loved him. She realised that she needed him to stay. She realised this, the morning before his wedding. Would she be too late to save her one true love?

Princess Aarya, to the people of Darbhanga was the epitome of beauty. She was a strong and fierce warrior and yet, so gentle. Yes, she had her imperfections, but on her, even the smallest of them felt perfect. The people of Darbhanga believed she was hand sculpted by the heavenly gods themselves. On the other hand, Harry was the viceroy's nephew, charming and humorous, he didn't share the same ideals as his uncle, he didn't like the thought of colonization. What happens when they decide to pay a visit to the royal palace of Darbhanga? Set in the 1800s in the Indian subcontinent, this book will take you on a rollercoaster of emotions Disclaimer: all characters other than harry styles are fictional. Any resemblance to a person living or dead is purely coincidental. Just to be noted- Darbhanga was actually a princely state that is now a district in the region of Mithila *कलंक नहीं इश्क है काजल पिया*

Ranveer Singh and Deepika Padukone are the latest B'Town celebs to grace the red-carpet screening of Aamir Khan's Laal Singh Chaddha tonight. The Aamir Khan and Kareena Kapoor Khan starrer is all set to hit the cinemas tomorrow, the 11th of August. Ahead of that, screening is being organized in the dream city of Mumbai tonight. Among others, Deepika and Ranveer made a stylish entry at the star-studded event, just a few moments back. They were also joined by Ranveer's family. Check out their photos below.

*COMPLETED* What happened when broken-hearted and resilient Deepika met awestruck and passionate Ranveer? How did life events bring them together and strengthen their bond? A love story even more magical than fairytale. Disclaimer: this story is loosely based on real events, using real actors as characters. They are solely for entertainment, without intending to obtain a benefit, injure, or defraud neither the people depicted in this story, nor any reader of this content.

November 14, 2018, is registered now for the biggest high profile wedding of Bollywood in 2018. It's the day of DeepVeer's wedding.

A glimpse at jealous Deepika Disclaimer: this story is work of fiction. It uses real people as characters but it has nothing to do with the real Ranveer or Deepika or any of their industry friends. It's not meant to offend or defraud either. It's just for fun. Take a chill pill and don't share it with the real deepveer because that's a dick move.

1940. A year when the Indian soil was tensed and was a point of violence. Swords were drawn, guns were fired and knives were stabbed, in the name of the creation of two countries, with quite different ideologies. British Raj's policies, created a land of killing, which was once a place of unity, and friendship. But some friendships last even if they go through the most toughest times. But will friendship go to an extent that they are ready to wed their children, even if they are different, by faith? Zain Malik never knew his life would change by getting married to Harpreet, And Harpreet felt all her worries would be over since she met Zain. Will it all change just because of one reason? A war? ..... A Story of Two Nations in Making - Borders *Disclaimer- This work of fiction is not meant to degrade, harass, or devalue any faith, tradition or people. All the people mentioned in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to a person or place is purely coincidental.* Copyright huesofzaypika Book cover by @zivacious

A lot of people say that Love is a very strong and consuming feeling which can either hurt us deeply or bring joy and happiness to our lives . For her , Love was nothing but a very bad nightmare , a feeling which she wanted to keep at bay and ignore as hard as possible , She couldn't bring herself to love back again not when love has brought nothing but full pain and misery to her broken heart , She couldn't go through the same awful mistake , her wounds haven't healed yet , her heart was still clouded , accepting those feelings again meant her own-self destruction , that's why she must protect her already damaged heart by keeping it safe . Ranveer Singh and Deepika Padukone in everyone's eyes were the ultimate OTP , everyone agreed over how amazing they both looked on screen , the sizzling chemistry was undoubtful . Ramleela won in early 2014 a lot of international awards which proves how perfectly done the movie is , Sanjay leela Banshali was very known of his artistic works and everyone thought that he made the right choice by choosing Ranveer and Deepika as the main actors , they are extremely talented , no one could deny that . But what if unlike what we all think , they weren't as close as we all thought them to be ? what if everything was just an act ? would things remain as they are ? or will new unwanted feelings spread entirely thro ? will they let that happen ?

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The year is 1741. The Mughal dynasty is at its zenith of power . King Zayn has it all, the looks, riches and above all... he is the King of Lahore. He was a man who got what he yearned for; a man who is easily pleased and easily angered, he was unbreakable. But there is one thing that'd waver his mind, which would make him vulnerable, in his race to expand his territory, to live up to the legacy of his dauntless ancestors... And that is obsession towards women. His desire and lust for women make him known as the Mughal era's Casanova. But it's not too soon before he falls head over heels for Apsara, a court dancer, who is also known as the divine beauty all over Lahore. But the fact is... she fears him. Love. Lust. War. The Divine Beauty- Apsara. #108 in Historical Fiction as of 19 December, 2014 #104 in Historical Fiction as of 20 December, 2014 #98 in Historical Fiction as of 21 December, 2014 #91 in Historical Fiction as of 30 December, 2014 ... He stared at the blazing sun until his eyes hurt and strained due to its blinding light. He gave his eyes a shade by placing his palm on his forehead to restrict the light from falling on his perfect face. He turned and sat on the edge of his bed, holding the bed post for support. He couldn't hold it in. In the silence of the calm room, he loudly began crying. He sobbed as he could feel fresh, warm tears coming from his eyes. He didn't like to be vulnerable, he didn't want to feel this way. He was sick and tired of being alone. He had no companions, no true "friends". All the friends he actually had were wealthy aristocrats and Kings who had an eye on his immense wealth. Deep inside his heart, he knew that everyone despised and hated him. *Warning: There may be a few chapters that may contain graphic scenes and violence which'll be meant for a mature audience, though it's rated PG-13. These chapters are now private at the moment. ©Copyright sweetdreams199

prologue "i'm leaving" he quickly shot out, looking relieved now that it was finally out. I felt like the air had been knocked out of me. My face must have resembled a rabbit caught infront of headlights. "well aren't you happy for me?" I could tell he was craving for me to answer but the words were caught in my throat and the only thing I could do was nod my head as my eyes began to water. Seconds later I was tightly embraced in his arms for what was probably going to be the last time. That was the morning he left us and didn't even look back. The morning where I lost all hope in love because I was unable to utter those three precious words.