Ishq Wala Love
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  • Reads 116
  • Votes 8
  • Parts 2
  • Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Nov 15, 2021
This is a confession love story among these characters. Kiara Sharma start dating a boy Aman Khanna but she fall in love with his elder brother Ansh who was already in love with a Girl Aana Verma. Aana marriage get fix with krishna elder brother of kiara. But krishna love Diya Khanna younger sisters of Aman and Ansh.


 Kiara Sharma a rude and arrogant girl want to live as a queen. She always insults his father because he is poor and she don't want to live like this. So for live a perfect life she always date rich man and use there money.


Ansh Khanna is a hard working boy . Who don't want everything get so easily. He have his self respect. He always live happy because he is rich but he thinks if get everything easily then he don't know the value of that coz his father don't respect his mother.


Aman Khanna a spoiled bart . Who always use money in useless thing. He also flirt with many girls. But he respects girl coz he father don't behave go with his mother.

Krishna Sharma is a Hard working boy. Who always dream to be a cricketer but seeing his family situation his decided to a job. Now he is a manger of Khanna jewellery industry. Love interest ofDiya Khanna

Aana Verma a cute beautiful love kind hearted girl. She love children that why she teaches them singing in a orphanage. She is love interest of Ansh.

Diya Khanna a rude girl . She always show off among his friends to be rich. Love interest of Krishna.

With much confusion in there love story. It will be interesting for me to write and interesting for you to read. 

Pls give your love to my story

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