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abhimaan_lovestories

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My Ex - Crush by thefadedwhite

"I wish I had never met you!" Deepika's voice echoed across the classroom, each word a dagger to my heart. "Excellent! At least we finally agree on something!" I fired back, even as a tear betrayed the storm of emotions within me. With those final, stinging words, Deepika stormed out, leaving a heavy silence in her wake. The classroom felt like a graveyard, and I stood there, rooted to the spot, desperately wishing I could chase after her and demand the truth. Maybe letting her go was the right choice. Perhaps this is meant to be my unfinished love story, a tale of what-ifs and almosts... ✨ No Deepika. This can't be his bike. Not Arjun's. But I couldn't deny what I saw-the familiar brown Royal Enfield, now twisted and crushed. My heart hammered as I circled around, hoping, praying it wasn't true, until my gaze landed on the number plate: TN56 0809. Arjun's bike. Deepika! Stop imagining things! Arjun would be fine! I felt the world shift, the noise around me blurring into a single, deafening hum. Ambulance and police sirens echoed, and a stranger's voice broke through: "Two boys. Spot dead. College students." I clutched my chest, gasping for air as reality slammed into me. "Arjun..." I whispered, barely holding myself together. Tears stung my face as I sank beside the wreck. "No, Please, No!" My voice cracked as the weight of regret settled in, suffocating me. ✨ Ex-Crush: More than just a crush, but a little less than love. ✨ Arjun and Deepika were hopelessly in love-only they never realized it. Will they find their way to each other, or will their love story remain forever unfinished? ✨ Join Arjun and Deepika on a journey back to those dreamy college days-days where every moment felt eternal, love was unspoken yet ever present, where friendship bloomed like wildflowers, offering a sanctuary from the harsh winds of reality. Come, wander with them through the corridors of college days, where the echoes of laughter still linger.

DEEWANIYAT by Whispered_Fables

Armaan, a cold and calculated defence attorney believes in winning at any cost. Known for his sharp mind and icy demeanor, he views the courtroom as a battlefield where emotions have no place. Opposed to him is Abhira Sharma, a cheerful and aspiring lawyer, who fights for justice with passion and is determined to make her mark in the legal world just like her mother. When a sensational double murder case pits them against each other, their personalities clash in ways that ignite sparks both in and out of the courtroom. Armaan sees Abhira's optimism as naive , while she finds his icy detachment infuriating. But as the trial unfolds, they stumble upon a larger conspiracy that forces them to set aside their differences and work together. But for someone who sees emotions as nothing but a liability, and justice is just another game of strategy, will Abhira ever able to change Armaan's detached point of views, forcing him to question whether winning at all costs is worth losing his humanity? Will Abhira ever uncover Armaan's past, the real reason behind his reserved and distant behaviour? Read the story to know. ******************************************** DEEWANIYAT, an AbhiMaan fanfiction is a tale of two individuals with opposite views on law and justice, brought together by a high-profile case that forces them to confront not only their differences but their deepest convictions.Will their convictions bring them together or push them further apart?

Love on Trial II by lunaaxxj

Eight years had passed since A'ishah left Maxine behind, her heart heavy with regret. Now back in the Philippines, A'ishah has transformed herself, emerging as a sharp, fearless lawyer from London. But her first night out in the city collided with fate in a way she hadn't expected. In the dim light of a bustling bar, she spotted Maxine, her Maxine, now a hardened detective with a steely gaze and a heart as cold as the gun at her hip. She barely acknowledged A'ishah, her tone clipped, her eyes guarded. Any trace of the warmth they'd once shared was buried under layers of detachment, leaving A'ishah's heart hollow yet yearning. But as cases forced them to cross paths, the tension simmered between them, sparkling embers of a love neither could bury. Now, as shadows from their past creep back, A'ishah and Maxine must confront their buried feelings and survive a danger that's closer than they think. Blood-soaked letters surfaced, each message more chilling, with threats that tied directly to the painful memories they'd tried to forget.

𝑹𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆 by seewoen

Don't love someone too deeply Until you're sure that the other person loves you with the same depth Because the depth of your love today is the depth of your wound tomorrow

Fannah by Tithisarkar08

Love Never Dies. An AbhiMaan FF, different from the show

Ardaas- For A Family by Authinsiya

‶Get out of my sight before I do something I'll regret!″ the eldest shouted, his voice laced with fury. ‶I will. But I'm taking her with me,″ his younger brother replied, his expression unwavering. ‶Don't you dare come near her! She won't end up like you!″ the eldest retorted, his eyes ablaze with anger. Amidst their yelling match, a young girl sat under the table, her eyes overflowing with tears and head throbbing uncontrollably. Her family had always been an unconventional one, but that day marked its transition from unconventional to unhappy. ************************* Miles apart, a young boy looked at the star marred sky with twinkling eyes. As the shooting star made its appearance, he closed his eyes and prayed for the one thing he craved for the most. 'A happy family.' ‶What did you wish for?″ a manly voice interrupted him. ‶Death.″

The Lotus Under Blood Moonlight(Noi x Oc) by JiqSan

A adopted , A human , A siren or a gypsy She had been arranged to the different category. She had been a mask on her face for ages , just to please others. She had been pleasing her sister for years , just because she doesn't want to loss her. Will she show her true nature to the Daemos and the people around her , letting her being the main character in her story? Or will she continue wearing the mask , smiling while her tears rolled down from her cheeks..... This book was sponsored by Carrots and Rabbits.(JK JK) I'm quite stumped when I was doing this... But it will get better! I promise. Be sure to leave a vote for support and save in your library for updates! Hope you like it :) ❤🍤🍣🍙寿司ちゃんアウト🍙🍣🍤❤

A missing piece... The other half - A Mafia Brothers Story by 3HaNaNa3

Salvatore Smith meets a woman with whom he shared few nights after loosing his wife. It was 12 years ago, she was way younger than him, from a different country. He is a powerful man, Don of the American Mafia, leading his businesses with his 6 sons. What will happen when they find out that from that a little girl was born from that short relationship? -What is this thing? -She is your sister... -I guess you drunk too much last night, we don't have a sister! -Now you have one...

Bound by a Promise by VelvetVerses

"Bound by Promise" is a story of betrayal, resentment, and an unexpected bond. Vikram Singh Rathore, a successful businessman, is trapped in a marriage of convenience with Meher, the best friend of his late wife. Blaming her and their daughter, Aarvi, for his wife's death, Vikram refuses to acknowledge their connection. Meher, however, is not seeking acceptance-she's fulfilling a promise to her dying friend.

Who is the real daughter: Miss lin takes no nonsense after her rebirth by prettykarinaa

Lin Yin was an unfortunate girl who lived in the slums for eighteen years because of mistaken identities at birth. Even though she was brought back to live with her real parents, there was no place for her amongst them. She was constantly bullied and scolded for no reason; her own biological parents would leave her in the dirt just because Su Fei shed a tear. Swindled, and betrayed the very person she fell in love with, she was finally going to escape her dark life when she realized that it was all a setup - that she was just a clown. She dragged her poisoned body as she tried to escape, but she was killed regardless at the loud crack of a gunshot. Her departed spirit watched as her biological parents coldly said, "She has never been our daughter. Burn her, throw her into the dirt - you can do whatever you like." As the guest left, a man stood sighing with sympathy. "Take her to a funeral home. Let's hope that in her next life, she can live for herself and not suffer so much grief." How laughable it was that she had lived for so long, but a stranger turned out to be the one who gave her a proper funeral! Soon, Lin Yin lost consciousness, and woke up to find that she had gone back in time, to the first year after she returned to the Su family! This time, she decided to live for herself without compromise! Still, just as she thought she would have to do this alone, she never imagined that she would be reunited with three brothers, although they never showed up in her last life! They were Mu Heng, the magnate, Mu Qing, the prodigious doctor, and Mu Ran, the heartthrob and movie star! In her last life, she gave her heart to the wrong people and suffered a tragic end, but in this life, her brothers were pampering her to death! Mu Heng: She's my sister! I'll protect her! Mu Qing: Who dares bully my sister! Mu Ran: She's my sister! I'll spoil her! Lu Ming: She's my wife! I'll watch over her! Mu Heng, Mu Qing, and Mu Ran: Get out!

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My Ex - Crush cover

DEEWANIYAT cover

Love on Trial II cover

𝑹𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆 cover

Ardaas- For A Family cover

The Lotus Under Blood Moonlight(Noi x Oc) cover

A missing piece... The other half - A Mafia Brothers Story cover

Bound by a Promise cover

Who is the real daughter: Miss lin takes no nonsense after her rebirth cover

My Ex - Crush

"I wish I had never met you!" Deepika's voice echoed across the classroom, each word a dagger to my heart. "Excellent! At least we finally agree on something!" I fired back, even as a tear betrayed the storm of emotions within me. With those final, stinging words, Deepika stormed out, leaving a heavy silence in her wake. The classroom felt like a graveyard, and I stood there, rooted to the spot, desperately wishing I could chase after her and demand the truth. Maybe letting her go was the right choice. Perhaps this is meant to be my unfinished love story, a tale of what-ifs and almosts... ✨ No Deepika. This can't be his bike. Not Arjun's. But I couldn't deny what I saw-the familiar brown Royal Enfield, now twisted and crushed. My heart hammered as I circled around, hoping, praying it wasn't true, until my gaze landed on the number plate: TN56 0809. Arjun's bike. Deepika! Stop imagining things! Arjun would be fine! I felt the world shift, the noise around me blurring into a single, deafening hum. Ambulance and police sirens echoed, and a stranger's voice broke through: "Two boys. Spot dead. College students." I clutched my chest, gasping for air as reality slammed into me. "Arjun..." I whispered, barely holding myself together. Tears stung my face as I sank beside the wreck. "No, Please, No!" My voice cracked as the weight of regret settled in, suffocating me. ✨ Ex-Crush: More than just a crush, but a little less than love. ✨ Arjun and Deepika were hopelessly in love-only they never realized it. Will they find their way to each other, or will their love story remain forever unfinished? ✨ Join Arjun and Deepika on a journey back to those dreamy college days-days where every moment felt eternal, love was unspoken yet ever present, where friendship bloomed like wildflowers, offering a sanctuary from the harsh winds of reality. Come, wander with them through the corridors of college days, where the echoes of laughter still linger.