Shq Stories

Story is on a wife n huband. A sandhir FF read n njoy. Story credits goes to original writer.

Credits goes to original writer

Two friends falling for different persons. But got an arranged marriage. How will they realize their love for each other which was not just friendship ? Yes , it is a Sandhir story . Please like and vote for my story guys , if you are a true sandhirian and you like my story . Won the most popular book title in fanatic scribbles contest 1.

Revenge

1st in SS... On April 1, 18. 3rd in SS... On March 1,18. 4th in SS... On Feb 28, 18. 9th in SS... on Jan 20,18. Continuing the track from the 6th episode of BLACK COFFEE..... In my way. ?? Surely, you'll like it. Check in... ?

This Sandhir story is based on the theme #jaane de mujhe . It's a contest I'm participating . So please support me till the end ( 29 July 2019 ) by voting , sharing and commenting .

Its a small sandhir SS Credits goes to original writer

Sawaan Bairi.... Love will finds its way

18+ SanDhir story Devil doesn't come dressed in a red cape and pointy horns, it comes with everything you've wished for

Twitchy was his type, and he couldn't help twitching his fingers every now and then. What else was expected of the IT expert? He'd even made his name out of codes. He didn't mind. Love wasn't something that was supposed to be on his plate until she swung in, in his life and turned it upside down - literally. This time, yet again love wasn't what was supposed to be on his plate after the bygone. The woman he fell in love with already belonged to someone else. Friendship wasn't something he simply wanted to settle for; regardless of the matter that he knew that he couldn't have anything else. That made him twitchier. He knew that love was something that wasn't supposed to be in his fate because code numbers were not supposed to find partners. She was the dandelion amidst the stalks of grass that surrounded her. She was the breath of air, in the odour of muggy, slimy creepers. She was yellow in stretches of grey. She was someone, who'd been born herself out from that grey, and pulled her to become the dandelion of the grass. She was tipsy in her own world. She was the one who loved turning people's lives upside down. She loved metaphors of the greenery; she loved being called names of flowers. What else do you expect from a botanist? But one experience from the past had made her steer clear away from love. She winked at boys, flirted, had her own fun time staring at the hot bodies; which included one of her best friends too but love was something which she'd reduced to ashes as soon as they were placed on her plate. What happens when technology meets flora? What happens when twitchy meets tipsy? What would happen when Twilight and Dusk collide? They were yet to know. Highest Ranking: #39 in Chicklit Cover By: @ImaginatorAF

collection of sandhir and parsh one shots

Mate 2 shots sandhir story Credits goes to original writer

Small and cute SS CREDITS goes to original writer

"𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴?" "𝗢𝗵 𝗺𝘆 𝗴𝗼𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮 𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗸!" "𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘬." "𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵. 𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵 𝗜 𝗱𝗼." ____ STORY AND ORIGINAL CHARACTERS OWNED BY SONDERFUL ON WATTPAD, I DO NOT CONSENT TO ANY RECREATIONS/REUPLOADS

"Your love is a secret I'm hoping, dreaming, dying to keep" IN WHICH i write imagines about walker scobell <3