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Every step Together

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LECTURES 161,531
Votes 20,450
Chapitres 83
Durée 43h 2m

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"What the hell??" I shouted watching him standing at the door all smirking
     "Won't you invite me inside?" He asked me with a smirk dancing on lips
     I am about to bang the door on his face and stopped on track listening to my brother
     "Mr. Kohli what a surprise please welcome", my brother invited him into the house saying 'sorry' for my act
     He entered the house not taking  his eyes of me which made me gulp the lump in my throat and many questions raising in my head.. 
    Who is he? Why is he behind me? 
    
    Join the Journey of two people who fought many battles in their past, faced struggles and trying to find their missing pieces.... Blessed with an absolutely unexpected miracle which made them together. Now all they should do is balance their stubbornness, confusion and differences to take Every step Together....Tous Droits Réservés

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Tumhari Pratiksha | ✔, écrit par writestocharm

❝Bhoot pret nikat nahi aavey, Mahavir jab naam sunavey...❞ It was late at night, when I heard a knock on the window. I froze hearing the knock. Slowly, I got up from my study table and tiptoed toward my bed, trying to decide if I should check the window. But something told me not to, so I climbed on the bed instead. I'm not opening that window. I know how in horror movies, the main character hears some creepy noise and runs straight towards it. Like hello? do they not care there could be a whole-ass ghost waiting to jump on them? Another knock. I squeezed my eyes shut, gripping the blanket tightly. If this is how I die, I swear I'm haunting the ghost back. I was on the verge of running to wake up my parents when I heard a sneeze and then... my name whispered slowly. "Pratiksha." It clicked in an instant. Oh god! I shot up from the bed, hurriedly unlocking and opening the window. Before I could even react, he tumbled through and fell directly on the floor with a thud. I gasped in shock, half laughing but also panicking at the sight of him in my room. "How did you-" I started to ask, but he quickly clamped his hand over my mouth. I stared at him. He leaned in closer and whispered, "Don't make noise, or we'll both be in trouble." What. Is. Happening. ~~~ If overthinking was a sport, she would have won every time. He, on the other hand, one moment, he was the smoothest guy around. The next, he was doing something completely silly just for fun. Together, they were like a perfect mess. But a twist of destiny tore them apart. Six years later, they met again, the love that once bloomed was now buried under layers of hatred, from both sides. Could they move past the hurt, the anger and the six years that had turned them into stranger?

Mistake is mine, écrit par background21

Seven boys became best friends when they were just 12years old. Now even after 14years nothing changed between them. These seven best friends live in individual houses but in the same compound. They all studied in the same school and even in same college. They all even saw the same dream and fulfilled it by starting a company together and named it as Seven Corporations. This is going in the path of success! 'Except one' of them everyone are married and leading very happy married life. Are you confused that how I know this much about them? That's because one of them is my brother. I am six years younger than him and obviously to the remaining. The interesting thing is that I look up to 'Except one' person as my Prince charming. Yup! He is my crush. Kind of weird right having crush on brother's best friend but it just happened. I didn't plan it or something ok. And this is my story about how I showed everyone that I am actually a strong girl!!!

Almost Love, Always Drama, écrit par SunnShineee6

Welcome to the House of Three Brothers Where the family is loud, the drama is louder, and love is a battlefield. The eldest couple? Once inseparable, now strangers in the same home. What was once a friendship built on laughter and secrets is now a silent war of unspoken words and unresolved tension. The second couple? A marriage born out of duty, not desire. He's guarded, She's trying, but the chemistry is missing. Their union is a quiet storm, each day filled with more questions than answers. And then there's the youngest brother-unpredictable, wild, and still single. Three brothers. Three wives. A mansion full of hidden emotions, silent dinners, and love stories on the edge of collapse. In the House of Three Brothers, the drama never ends-and neither do the secrets. Highest Ratings (of all time): #2 in bestfriends out of 125k #5 in malhotra out of 377 #6 in brides out of 4.1k #8 in hiddensecrets out of 3.57k #9 in strangers out of 17.8k #17 in enemiestolovers out of 119k #16 in multicouple out of 993 #40 in desiromance out of 4.2k #30 in slowburn out of 93.7k #39 in regret out of 23.3k #49 in sunshine out of 11.4k #68 in hate out of 135k

MY BILLIONAIRE HUSBAND | 18+, écrit par HopelessRomanticPoo

Tropes Forced Arranged marriage Enemies to lovers Banter Billionaire North Indian X South Indian Best friend's brother Sassy heroine Smut "Where are you lost, Mirchi..." Karthik asked. "Mirchi?" He stepped closer, "Yes Mirchi, you are hot" he teased. Hridhaya turned away, cheeks flushing. She was pro in handling insults but...now.... That grumpy overgrown gorilla was flirting with her like it's his full time job. "Blushing?" "I am irritated not infatuated ." she said trying to hide her wild heart. Karthik smirked. "Again into insult mode? Makes me think you only insult me to hide your heart." So tried to act calm. "I insult mosquitoes too. Even the cockroach in my kitchen gets more attention." "if your mom hadn't forced you into this marriage, you'd have married that cockroach," he said. "And between you and it? I'd still pick the one that runs when I enter the room." Karthik muttered , "Damn. Savage." He grinned , "so you really prefer cockroach over me?" "Always." He threw a devilish grin and opened his fist and released the cockroach. It zipped through the air and landed on Hridhu's neck. She screamed, spinning in circles while flapping her arms like a malfunctioning windmill. She yanked off her towel, flung it like a cricket bat,smacked the cockroach off her chest. "Leave me!!!" she shouted at the cockroach as if it understood her language. She shrieked and tried to run-eyes still shut-and in her blind panic, grabbed the first thing she could. His towel. It slipped. He stumbled. She pulled. Rip. Tug. Chaos. Gravity. BOOM. They both crashed onto the mattress behind them-him flat on his back, her full-on straddling him. Their bare bodies pressed together-her br*asts flush against his chest, soft against firm. She gasped. He groaned.Neither moved, breathing hard, lost in the sudden heat that crackled between them. She bit her lip. He let out a breath like a man on fire. silence. The world vanished. Just two people... caught in a storm.

Story of an Orphan Girl. ✔️, écrit par prishaagarwal95

#1 in Forever together. #1 in Long lost love. This story is a full package of; 🔸Love, 🔸Romance, 🔸Comedy, 🔸Drama, 🔸Revenge, 🔸Interesting plots & 🔸Some true life lessons. Give it a try. Trust me, you are going to enjoy. ________________ "Leave me Akash.", I demanded sternly. "Please forgive me Sandhya.", He pleaded and tightened his grip around my waist. I jerked his hands down and move away from him. I miss his warmth the moment my body came in contact with the cold night breeze. 'It's not the right time to fall weak Sandhya.' I mentally scolded myself. I squeezed my eyes tight and inhale deeply in order to push all these traitor thoughts and emotions aside. I confidently turn around and faced him. "Forgive you! It's easy to say Akash. How can I forgive you? when you...you can't even have faith on me?", I said rudely. •••••••• Being an orphan Sandhya has faced a lot of hardship in her life while growing up. She desperately wants to lead a happy and peaceful life. But she is NOT AWARE of many UNKNOWN FACTS regarding her TWISTED PAST. ■ What will happen when she will get to know the entire truth of her life? ● "Join Sandhya in her journey of love, life & struggle." ❇️ It's a stand alone book. ___________ Some reviews by my lovely readers:- @RoshniPawar8:- "I learned many things from this book🙏😍😍😍😍❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ No matter what, you accept challenges & problems in your life and have faith on god. Everything will be good ❤️❤️❤️❤️" @itsmysticalpoet:- "Thankyou for writing such an amazing book. This book is so positive and gives happy vibes. I totally love that thing about this book. While reading this book I cried, I laughed and I even blushed but most of all I smiled in every chapter. Thank you for making my day better by your updates." ___________________

Sacred Fate , écrit par Author_Aratrika

I got married today. Yes, you read that right. "Married." And the strangest part? I don't even know who I married. Not his face. Not his name. Not his voice. Just one undeniable truth-"I am his bride." Now, I sit here, draped in "red and gold", in a room that belongs to him-no, "to us"-waiting. Waiting for a man who is supposed to be "my husband", my partner, the one I am bound to by fate itself. The world outside is moving as usual-people laughing, families celebrating, the echoes of my wedding still fresh in the air. But inside this room, "time stands still". My heart pounds-"not in fear, but in a strange thrill." Who is he? What does he look like? What kind of man is he? I don't believe he's some "dark, dangerous stranger"-no, something inside me says he is "a man of honor, a man of quiet strength." But that doesn't change the fact that I know "nothing about him." Absolutely nothing. And yet-here I am, waiting. Waiting for the first glimpse. The first moment. The first stolen breath before "everything changes forever." Curious? "So am I." Join me in this journey, in this tangled web of destiny, love, and the unknown. Let's see what fate has written for me. Because ready or not-"my story has already begun."

Living hell, écrit par annsgirls

" You are really beautiful Nivi...... oh I am sorry Actually it slipped out accidentally. I heard your mom addressing you as Nivi that's why " when this man sitting in front of me who is handsome and damn hot addressed me as Nivi all those hatred with which I came to meet him blown away. My eyes becomes soft and wet. I quickly put my head down and looked at floor to hide those stupid tears. Siddarth Singh Khurana, most prominent business tycoon of South Asia.Current head of Khurana's business empire. Most eligible bachelor, youngest and successful business man. " I think I can't even imagine any other girl beside me as my bride other than you " his deep husky voice made a tingling sensation all over my body. why this is happening to me? I came to say a no for this marriage whoever he is. I stopped dreaming about my future then why I am having second thoughts now. He remembers me of a person whom I really miss. The way he called my name as Nivi was enough for me to break that stone wall inside my heart. " Nivedita look at me once." I slowly raised my head and met his dark eyeballs. " I promise you I won't let you regret this marriage. I will give all happiness for you. At first it was just a business marriage for me but after meeting you I got admired by your simplicity. please say yes" he looked at me with those hopeful eyes. I didn't say anything but I nod my head as yes and he was overwhelmed by my yes. " Thank you, thank you so much " he held my both hands and said. ................ This was the last happiest conversation I remember which I has with my so called husband who is now laying on his bed and beating out of shit from me. I regret that each and every moment when I agreed for this marriage. I can't even cry loudly to forget this immense pain all over my body because if he heard my sound he might kill me and I can't die like at any cost. I need to survive and I don't know like what I did to this family they are treating me like a shit.

She Drew Stars Around My Scars, écrit par lostlakshi

"Do you regret kissing me, Ishika?" His voice dropped-dark, low, and possessive enough to steal the air from my lungs. My entire body froze. Not because I didn't know the answer- But because I did. My breath hitched, sharp and aching. Regret? God. If only he knew what that kiss did to me. His grip didn't loosen. His fingers dug gently into my wrist, grounding me to him, to the heat of his body pressed against my back. I could feel every inch of him-dangerous, intoxicating, magnetic. "Ishika," he rasped again, each syllable laced with something desperate. Something real. "Do. You. Regret. It?" I should lie. Say it meant nothing. That it was a mistake. But my heart? It was screaming. Screaming for him. No. No, I didn't regret it. I couldn't. If I had, I wouldn't still feel his taste on my lips. I wouldn't still be burning from the ghost of his touch. I wouldn't still be aching for more. "We wouldn't be kissing for so long...and still not want to let go...if I regretted that," I whispered-my voice trembling, My voice trembled. "If I regretted it, Veer..." I whispered, "...I wouldn't be standing here, craving your mouth on mine again." And that's it- I felt the pull.

Forced to Marry My Brother-in-law, écrit par KKatha123

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐬, écrit par Realest_thinker7

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Tumhari Pratiksha | ✔

❝Bhoot pret nikat nahi aavey, Mahavir jab naam sunavey...❞ It was late at night, when I heard a knock on the window. I froze hearing the knock. Slowly, I got up from my study table and tiptoed toward my bed, trying to decide if I should check the window. But something told me not to, so I climbed on the bed instead. I'm not opening that window. I know how in horror movies, the main character hears some creepy noise and runs straight towards it. Like hello? do they not care there could be a whole-ass ghost waiting to jump on them? Another knock. I squeezed my eyes shut, gripping the blanket tightly. If this is how I die, I swear I'm haunting the ghost back. I was on the verge of running to wake up my parents when I heard a sneeze and then... my name whispered slowly. "Pratiksha." It clicked in an instant. Oh god! I shot up from the bed, hurriedly unlocking and opening the window. Before I could even react, he tumbled through and fell directly on the floor with a thud. I gasped in shock, half laughing but also panicking at the sight of him in my room. "How did you-" I started to ask, but he quickly clamped his hand over my mouth. I stared at him. He leaned in closer and whispered, "Don't make noise, or we'll both be in trouble." What. Is. Happening. ~~~ If overthinking was a sport, she would have won every time. He, on the other hand, one moment, he was the smoothest guy around. The next, he was doing something completely silly just for fun. Together, they were like a perfect mess. But a twist of destiny tore them apart. Six years later, they met again, the love that once bloomed was now buried under layers of hatred, from both sides. Could they move past the hurt, the anger and the six years that had turned them into stranger?