PERFECT IMPERFECTIONS
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She is indifferent,tolerable,scrupulous,
phlegmatic and pathetic average girl with different imperfections.................
She never aquainted beauty also undergoes a transition until she was a victim............. Despite her flaws she still don't wanna relinquish in her fantasy of finding an intimate to a perfect life with exclusion of love though............ HOW???
He was captured,It was almost love at first site In spite battling to differentiate between love and abracadabra or rather a rock and a hard place.................
Claiming to be a psychopath and sociopath wasn't a trivial task for a medical doctor even though he was at the verge of unveiling his mask but he just had to stay intact.............. WHY???
Trail me in the journey of this brainstorming novel to discriminate between HOW and WHY........ It is also ultimately "A GAME OF LOVE"......
I promise you won't regret reading so kindly add it to your library lovelies😍💝
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I was not a studious girl when I was forced into medical field because of my father who always expected the best from me. I didn't realize becoming doctor became so dear to me that it turned into a passion instead of a escape from my broken family and that's when I saw him again.. He made my heart beat a little faster but broke it just as everyone did and left me 5 years ago without any warning and stormed back in my life without one too. It was decided that i won't let him ruin me again but chip by chip the walls of my heart fell away seeing his efforts and that Infuritaingly handsome face. Should I let him in my life giving him a chance to prove himself? Or stick to the stereotype of "all men are same"? " I loved you" She whispers, the hand I'm holding cold against my skin. I stroke the skin with my thumb once, trying to get her eyes on me and then she looks at me. Hurt eyes look at me and in that moment I wanted her to look away because of the hurt evident in her eyes. After 4 years, seven days and something hours, she finally looked at me. "I know." I whisper back. "You still left me alone to fend for myself." My grip tightens on her hand. "I know. But I want to make things right. Do you think you can give me one chance?. " Ps: this story is of Isha mehra, sister of ishan, the main lead of my previous story, the setting of both the books is completely different and they are not interconnected. But if you want to have a better sense of characters that might be same as the previous book, you should read that first and then continue with this. But it can also be read as a standalone. Thank you for reading till here. Happy reading<3
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐎𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞: 𝑆𝑢𝑘𝑜𝑜𝑛
"𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒉𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒚." ☆ 𝑹𝒖𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒏 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒌, was never meant to feel. Heir to a billion-dollar empire, he has everything the world envies-wealth, power, and a reputation built on silence and steel. He's known for being a colder heart, and a heartbreak artist, however, he does have a soft spot for selective people. He has a set of unbreakable rules-no attachments, no feelings, and no commitments. He takes what's his, keeps his distance, and never lets anyone get close enough to break him. ☆ 𝐒𝐞𝐡𝐫 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧 is nothing like the world he comes from-calm, compassionate, and quietly strong. A dedicated university student with a soul like a soft daisy blooming through concrete, she's the kind of girl who helps strangers and sees beauty in brokenness. But even her warmth hides its own shadows. They're from different worlds-always at odds, constantly clashing. And yet, something keeps pulling them together. Something deeper than hatred, louder than silence. A storm that neither of them is ready to name. As their paths intertwine, old memories resurface and secrets begin to stir. Beneath the fights and pride, both of them are searching for the same thing- sukoon. Peace. But some hearts don't calm the storm... they become it. Will they fight their past-or repeat it? [Highest Rank: #3 in peace, #1 in suggestions and #1 in dedication #13 in jealousy]
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Science proved that opposite powers attract but their case was different. They were as different as day and night but because of a stupid tradition they were forced upon each other. He wasn't her prince charming and she was not his sexy model. He sworn not to call her his and she loathed to be named Mrs. King. Yet, their families had different opinion: his mom loved her as a daughter since the moment she knew her and her parents were impressed by his façade. But she knew the truth about her unwanted husband; yes, he is a hot successful rich man and that she can admit. Yes, he has the body and features of Greek god; a well-built strong body, deep green eyes and deep brown hair. His jaw line was sharp and the smirk that decorated his face was dangerously sexy. But he was an arrogant snobbish manwhore...He treated girls like objects but they stupidly fell for him. His mom believed that Ella was perfect for him but he knew that that fat, stubborn, hot headed, extremely independent girl can bring him nothing but trouble. She already stole his last name ...but he promised that he will make her life a living hell.Lengkap
𝐑𝐇𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐌𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄
⋆𐔌𝐑𝐇𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐌𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ~ 𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤.ᐟ ₊ ꒱ For those who love, ❝she wanted to be someone's khawaish and not someone's need... unknown of the fact she was his everything❞ Kind of trope. ★ ────── · · ⋆.𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓶𝓪 -A simple middle-class girl, with a heart as pure as chasni and a tongue sharp as a scissor. She believed she had failed in everything she ever tried-whether it was friendship, being the perfect student, the ideal daughter, or winning the love of her crush. At just an 11th grader, she was already earning for her family by teaching younger kids. Balancing studies, responsibilities, and her own silent battles wasn't easy, yet she kept fighting. She was a - "Chahun mai ya na" girl. 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ───── 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝓞𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓲 ˙⋆. -Everyone saw him as nothing more than a rich, spoiled kid. But beneath those expensive jackets and that mask of a teasing smile, he carried scars he believed would never heal. What he craved wasn't wealth or admiration, but something far simpler - attention and love, feelings he had never truly known. He didn't long to be loved; he longed to feel loved. He was a - "tu jane na" boy. ⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣ ‧₊˚✧ She didn't buy her important biology notes cause she wanted to gift him something he can treasure forever on their last day. Unknown of how he didn't sleep for two months so that he can write all the notes for her, knowing how she never took things bought from someone else's money. "tumhe to sitare pasand nahi the..." she said teasingly, while sitting beside him. "tumse nahi mila tha kabhi" He replied staring in her eyes, hoping to see her smile she did.
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[BOOK 1] [NOT EDITED] ❝if you were to describe me in one word, what would it be?❞ she had the perfect life, with ideal parents, loving family however that came to an end when her mother was diagnosed with cancer. at the pure age of nine, she started dealing with abuse. her father became an alcoholic and drug addict. she was bullied in school by multiple people but she never talked back. you can say she was under this illusion that she deserved everything she was getting because of her father. until one day. he never had the perfect life. his father is a complete piece of shit that he had to tolerate till this day. he spoke back and wouldn't take his shit anymore. the only reason he was still talking to his father was because of his mother and little sister. many traumatic things happened to him, which was the start of his anger issues. he didn't know if he could be tamed. he speaks rudely to her and she doesn't respond. ❝mine.❞Lengkap
𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧
𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟐: 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐏𝐃𝐅 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 (𝟒𝟏𝟖 𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒) 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐒: - 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐒 - 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐒 - 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐒 (𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬) 𝐏𝐃𝐅 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊: 𝐈𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐁𝐢𝐨 "Also, Akshat, she's not weak, she can protect herself" She's weak, my Princess is weak, so small, so fragile, almost like a ball of fur, so innocent so pure, she's the epitome of every good thing in the world, she's the personification of fucking angel you read about. She can be feisty I know that, but her heart, I don't want it to break seeing the cruelty like that. But I can't leave her unprotected, Bhai is right, keep her close and protect her but never LOVE her. Fuck that. I already do it, never show love, she can't come out to be my weakness for my enemies to catch, I'll ignore her then she will find someone else, someone who wouldn't belong here, and then she would be with him while I would continue to protect her from the background. No one would know, she's, my weakness. No one would attack her; this world would leave her alone. If people say, she lives in dreamland, I would fucking make that dreamland from scratch. She would get every fucking happiness in this world. I will make sure of it. TROPES #Childhood Love #Obsessive Male lead #Bubbly Female lead #Mafia Romance #Grumpy X SunshineLengkap
I was not a studious girl when I was forced into medical field because of my father who always expected the best from me. I didn't realize becoming doctor became so dear to me that it turned into a passion instead of a escape from my broken family and that's when I saw him again.. He made my heart beat a little faster but broke it just as everyone did and left me 5 years ago without any warning and stormed back in my life without one too. It was decided that i won't let him ruin me again but chip by chip the walls of my heart fell away seeing his efforts and that Infuritaingly handsome face. Should I let him in my life giving him a chance to prove himself? Or stick to the stereotype of "all men are same"? " I loved you" She whispers, the hand I'm holding cold against my skin. I stroke the skin with my thumb once, trying to get her eyes on me and then she looks at me. Hurt eyes look at me and in that moment I wanted her to look away because of the hurt evident in her eyes. After 4 years, seven days and something hours, she finally looked at me. "I know." I whisper back. "You still left me alone to fend for myself." My grip tightens on her hand. "I know. But I want to make things right. Do you think you can give me one chance?. " Ps: this story is of Isha mehra, sister of ishan, the main lead of my previous story, the setting of both the books is completely different and they are not interconnected. But if you want to have a better sense of characters that might be same as the previous book, you should read that first and then continue with this. But it can also be read as a standalone. Thank you for reading till here. Happy reading<3
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