Destiny-A Harshavardhan and Sivaangi fanfic
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  • Parts 6
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  • Reads 5,872
  • Votes 297
  • Parts 6
  • Time 32m
Ongoing, First published Nov 23, 2023
Mature
This story is pure fan fiction and doesn't depict the reality. It revolves around two people, Sivaangi and Harshavardhan. This story depicts the events that led to their love story. Although I have used real incidents to make the story more interesting, it does not necessarily mean that they form the premise. The story revolves around two contrasting personalities - one reserved, and the other outgoing. Their love story is bound to captivate you and make you believe in the power of love. This story highlights various characteristic traits such as patience and kindness. If you believe in serendipity and destiny, then this is the perfect story for you.
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47 parts Ongoing

BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.