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Hum Labon se keh na paye unse Haal-e-dil kabhi..... Aur wo samjhe nahi ye Khamoshi kya cheez hai..... Khwabon ki duniya me rehna pasand hai mujhe...zarish Zingdagi practical hoke jiyo fantasy me bewakoof jeete hai....rishan Jab mohabbat hojaye to zindagi practical hi rahegi ya fantasy banegi.... Jab dil tute to khwaab zindagi ki haqeeqat batayegi ya khwabon ki duniya baqi rahegi..... kismat kis mod par laa khada karegi zarish aur rishan ko...aayen jaante hai...

All characters and their characteristic are same as story of mahadev and sons but with little plot twist with author touch What if Mahadev ego destroy their children and bhanu forgive mahadev family but with rigid boundaries what if rajji makes dheeraj to take stand of himself instead of always sacrificing his worth for family.. Are their enemy to lover journey succeed and able to cross all the boundaries to family war? Stay tuned for knowing the answers and support this story and author.

She loved him since class 1st. He never knew. - Khushi Singhania was never the loud one. She stayed quiet, observed everything... and loved silently. Reyansh Malhotra was everything she wasn't. Loud, popular, careless-but somehow always there in her world. From school corridors to terrace nights... from stolen glances to unspoken feelings... their story was never simple. - But love is not always about timing. Sometimes it's about realizing too late. - She thought she was not beautiful enough. Not important enough. Not noticed enough. But to him... she was everything without even trying. - And when they finally understood each other... life didn't give them enough time. - Because some love stories are not meant to stay. They are meant to be remembered.

"Priya ek simple ladki thi, jo apni life mein kabhi kisi se prem nahi karna chahti thi... Par jab uski baat 'Devil' se hui, sab kuch badal gaya. Ek aisa insaan jisse door rehna chahiye tha... par dil wahi haar baithi. Kya ye prem uski life banaega... ya use tod kar rakh dega?"

This is an extended series of stories, preceding and following our plot from, 'The Crown Prince and The General' (TPCATG), tracing the years that shaped them: love blossomed, the wars they survived, the choices they made, and longing that test a love strong enough to survive them. Created this series after motivation from readers of this oneshot story and their demand The first story of this series is a prequel, 'First Time Crossing the Line' A/N: For those who have not read "The Crown Prince and The General", it is oneshot from my book "A Little Bit of Us (Ishman Oneshots)" - https://www.wattpad.com/story/409440370-a-little-bit-of-us-ishman-oneshots

He did not leave me all at once. He disappeared slowly-through delayed replies, shorter conversations, and the kind of silence that grows deeper every day. This is the story of a love that was never clearly spoken... yet still managed to break me.

🤍 Saisha Sharma had learned how to survive heartbreak. Ayaan Malhotra knew how to wait for love.The healing which took his name, A love that never demanded. 🌸 Saisha Sharma ~ Female Lead Saisha Sharma is a woman shaped by love and loss. Once, she loved deeply and without fear, but heartbreak taught her silence. She learned how to smile while hiding pain, how to stand strong even when her heart felt tired. She doesn't trust easily anymore-not because she is cold, but because she has felt what it means to give everything and still be left behind. She is sensitive yet resilient, gentle yet unbreakable. Saisha feels emotions deeply, but she now guards them carefully. Over time, she grows-not by forgetting her past, but by learning from it. Her strength lies in her honesty, her softness, and her ability to heal without losing who she truly is. ✨ Ayaan Malhotra ~ Male Lead Ayaan Malhotra is the kind of man who speaks less but feels more. He is calm, patient, and quietly strong. He believes love is not about grand gestures, but about staying-through silence, pain, and time. While others rushed her healing, he waited, understanding that some hearts need time to trust again. He loves without conditions and never demands what isn't freely given. Ayaan carries warmth in his presence and strength in his patience. He doesn't try to fix broken hearts-he simply stays until they heal on their own. His love is steady, respectful, and real.

'Sink 'Where? ''In your eyes ''Don't worry I won't let you to sink...in my eyes you are safe ''මන් එයාට ආදරෙයි දෙයියනේ!! ''මට එයාව මේ පාර නැති උනොත් මම ලබන ආත්මේ කොල්ලෙක් වෙලා ඉපදිලා එයාව මගේ කර ගන්නවා'' ''මම දන්නේ මෙච්චරයි .... මට හම්බුන ආදරණීයම ආත්මේ එයා ''ආදරේ තරම් ... දන්නේ මමනේ... ''අනේ තව එකපාරක් මට එයාව දකින්න තිබ්බ නම්...මම එයාට කොච්චර ආදරෙයි ද කියලා කියන්න තිබ්බා ''සරලව කිව්වොත් මම එයාට පට්ට ආදරෙයි'' ''එකොමත් එක දවසක lolipop එකක් කටේ ගහගත්ත කෙල්ලෙට මම ගොඩක් ආදරෙ කරන්න පටන්ගත්තා... එකත් සම්මතයි කියන රාමුවෙන් ගොඩක් පිට ගිහින්..'' ''We will stay forever..... holding hands..... walking while counting steps......till the last.....yes as..... Together us..... forever ends'' ................................................................................... සම්මතයෙන් පිට ගියපු අසම්මතය මත ගොඩනැගුණු මේ කතාව හුදෙක් රසාස්වාදය සදහා පමනක් බවට කාරුණික වන්න මෙහි ඇතුලත් කිසිදු සිදුවීමක් හෝ චරිතයක් සත්‍ය නොවන බවටද මා ඔබ දැනුවත් කරමි... ස්තුති! Black Sea 🖤

After a serious accident, Harry lies in the hospital, trapped in a coma. Louis barely leaves his side - day and night he sits with him, holding his hand, clinging to every tiny sign that Harry might still be able to hear him. While the machines beep steadily and the world outside keeps moving, something else begins for Louis: his mind drifts. Back to the moment they first met. To their first smile. Their first argument. Their first "I love you." Past and present begin to blur more and more, until Louis no longer knows where he is - in the hospital room... or in the memories where Harry is still alive. And with every memory, one thing becomes clearer: what they had wasn't just love. It was everything. (Story is inspired by the Song Hold on from Chord Overstreet)

Bound by a promise made in childhood, Stephy carried the memory of Micheal even when he forgot who she was. Years passed, paths crossed, and even when he loved someone else, fate never strayed. Through separation, changes, and time apart, their story slowly unfolded-proving that no matter what happened, their hearts were always meant to find each other.

If one is made to choose Love or Dream which one will it be? Will it be greedy to get both of them?

#Book 1 of " LOVE THAT STAY" Series   𓍯𓂃 𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐀: 𝐔𝐧𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 ──── ୨୧ ──── Prologue Sitting in front of the mirror and wearing a red bridal lehnga, I am ready to be his bride, bride of the person whom I love from when even I didn't know the meaning of the word love. And do you think I am happy? Well, it's tough to answer because he is marrying me just for my sake, and his also a little bit. Things are so complicated between us. He hates love, and I love him the most. And this marriage is not even a namesake. It's just he didn't want to be a groom in his whole damn life, and I didn't want to be a bride if the person is not him. ──── ୨୧ ──── Tropes Childhood love Broken × healer One-sided love × mutual Handcrafter × photographer Emotional scars She fell first and harder He felt it later Unspoken feelings Slow burn Right person, wrong time ──── ୨୧ ──── Dedication To the broken souls who kept loving, and to the ones who unknowingly healed them. ──── ୨୧ ────

"Almost, For Nine Years" is a story about loving without limits, waiting without guarantees, and finding the strength to let go when someone can't choose you-no matter how long you stayed.

Many of us are still waiting for the biggest plot twist in our life. Maybe waiting have become most of our peoples coping mechanism. It was not even a thing until we realize that we are still waiting for them. The promises that they said can't be broken, is now slowly falling into pieces. As we get older, we often realize that promises is not even real. We are facing triumphs, but we stand after all. Not a thing or two can make us give up on the dreams we once lived on. We won't let worries can to make us fall by just a simple look. Missing you tons, my dream. <3 -Brey.

That Was September is a story inspired by the real-life experiences of Lin Estelloso-woven from moments that were once lived, felt, and carried quietly in the heart. While the names, places, and certain details have been changed, the emotions remain true. Every chapter reflects pieces of reality-memories that once brought joy, confusion, hope, and even heartbreak. This story is not meant to tell everything exactly as it happened, but rather to capture how it felt. The late-night thoughts, the silent waiting, the unspoken words, and the overwhelming emotions that often go unnoticed. It is a story shaped not only by events, but by the meaning behind them-the lessons learned, the risks taken, and the feelings that lingered long after the moments had passed. At its core, That Was September is about love in its most uncertain form. The kind that grows quietly, without permission. The kind that makes you hope even when nothing is promised. The kind that teaches you how beautiful connection can be... and how painful it is when things don't go the way you imagined. It is also a story about growth. About a boy learning how to feel deeply, how to take risks, and how to face the consequences of his own choices. It reflects the reality that not all love stories are meant to last-but that doesn't make them any less meaningful. More than anything, this story exists to remind readers that behind every "almost," every "what if," and every "could have been," there is something real-something that shapes who we become. Because sometimes, the stories that stay with us the longest... are the ones that were never fully ours to begin with.

Poem. The desire for desire.

A short confession of dedication and longing.

In a world that measures worth by medals and milestones, Swati Singhania and Ayush Singh are two sides of the same coin, yet worlds apart. She was the "Awara" the rogue spirit who sought solace in the whispering trees and the loyalty of friends, hiding a shattered heart behind a defiant smile. He was the "Golden Boy" the ambitious achiever carrying the crushing weight of expectations, losing himself in the pursuit of a pride that felt hollow without the one person who truly mattered. One ran from a past that broke her; the other ran toward a future that demanded he leave his heart behind. But destiny has a way of bringing wanderers home. From the chaotic streets of rebellion to the disciplined grounds of the Armed Forces Medical College and the Indian Army, their journey is more than just a pursuit of a uniform. It is a story of healing, of finding purpose in the ruins, and discovering that sometimes, you have to lose everything to find the person you were always meant to be. Awara to Army: A journey of two souls, one mission, and a love that survived the chaos.

"When i first saw you, I was afraid to talk to you. When i first talked to you, I was afraid to like you. When i first liked you, I was afraid to love you. And now i love you, I am afraid to lose you." -Druvan Enriquez Date written: August 01, 2023 Date finished:

I have, over time, written many short stories,"Short-Shorts" as they are call by some, and by request I am putting them together into one collection for my readers; I will be adding to it as time allows. Love, peace, and freedom. Olan