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ðððððððððð ððððððððð ðð 'ð ðððððð ððð ðððððð' ðð§ ðð¡ð ð°ðšð«ð¥ð ðšð ð°ðððð¢ð§ð ð¬, ðð¡ðð ð²ðð¬ð¡ð«ðð, ðð§ ðð±ððð©ðð¢ðšð§ðð¥ ð©ð¥ðð§ð§ðð«, ðð§ððšð®ð§ððð«ð¬ ððð¡ð²ð®ð, ð«ðð¢ð ð§ð¢ðð¢ð§ð ðšð¥ð ðð¥ððŠðð¬. ðð¬ ðð¡ðð¢ð« ððšð§ð ðððð©ðð§ð¬, ðð¡ð ð¬ð¡ðððšð°ð¬ ðð«ðšðŠ ð¡ðð« ð©ðð¬ð ððŠðð«ð ð, ððð¬ðð¢ð§ð ðð¡ðð¢ð« ð¥ðšð¯ð ððŠð¢ðð¬ð ðð¡ð ðð¡ððšð¬ ðšð ðð¡ðð¢ð« ð©ð«ðð¬ðð§ð, ð§ðšð° ðð¡ðð¢ð« ð¥ðšð¯ð ððððð¬ ð ððð®ð§ðð¢ð§ð ððð¬ð. ðð¢ð¥ð¥ ðð¡ðð² ðšð¯ðð«ððšðŠð ðšðð¬ðððð¥ðð¬ ðð§ð ðð¢ð§ð ð¥ðšð¯ð ð¢ð§ ðð¡ðð¢ð« ð¬ð¡ðð«ðð ð£ðšð®ð«ð§ðð²?
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ONE STEP(Dark Indian Romance)ð(ON HOLD)
"some steps are good to take but some steps are necessary to take for your and your love ones sake " __________-_______-________-________- "love is fire ð¥ð" "love is like water ð" when two opposite personalities collided in a arrange marriage. STAY TUNE TO FIND OUT "I will never love you, never care for you. You are nothing to me but just a forced burden on me. I HATE YOUR PRESENCE IN MY LIFE YOU SNATCH ALL MY PEACE..." . . . . . . . . . . . . ......,................................................ "YOU ARE MY PEACE,MY EVERY FUCKING THING.....PLZ DONT LEAVE ME ........." . . . . . . . . . . "TOUCH MY DAUGHTER AND I WILL FUCK YOU TILL DEATH".... . . . . . . . . .. . "SHE IS MY DAUGHTER MORE THEN YOU AND I WILL NOT SIGH THE CUSTODY PAPER NEVER.....I CAN BEAR EVERYTHING YOU DO BUT I WILL NEVER SIGN ON THESE PAPER.....FUCK OFF" ________-________-_________-_________- mature content ahead read at your own risk it's my first book ð so far . English is not my first language so plz cooperate SEE YOU ALL SOON ð STAY TUNE![To Love Your Best friend [BÃB]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/343908167-256-k535225.jpg)
To Love Your Best friend [BÃB]
I fell in love with the utmost beauty of you,the deepest truth of you...yet I was never noticed. ____________________________________________________________________________________ Jai easily accepted he loves his best friend, slowly falling deeper into the feelings. Feeling swoons and what not. First crush hits different,right? Especially when your crush is your bff and you got to know he has a crush too,who is not you and little did you always knew it was never gonna be you. Either you have to erase the feelings or keep hurting for the rest of your life. But life wants you miserable,and now you are worse than that. Would Jai ever get over or will fall in the void deeper and alone. This is how it feels to love your best friend. TW: includes smut, smoking and very poorly written ( &so many grammatical mistakes so feel free to correct and teach me ). Plus, English isn't my first language so this is going to be a disaster, I can not even speak my first language properly so yeah, this sure will be one :). COMPLETEDâŒïžâŒïžConcluida
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ððð ð¬ððš ðððš ðð§ð€ð¢ ð©ðð ð¢ð€ð¢ðð£ð© ðð ðšðð¬ ððð§. ðð€ð§ ððð§, ðð ð¬ððš ððð§ ðð«ðð§ð®ð©ððð£ð. ððð ð¬ððš ð ððð¡ðððð©ð ðð¡ð€ð¬ðð§ ð¬ððð¡ð ðð ð¬ððš ð©ðð ð©ðð€ð§ð£ ð©ððð© ð¥ð§ð€ð©ððð©ðð ððð§. ðð ð¬ððš ð ððð§ð§ðð¡ ððððšð© ððªð© ðð€ð§ ððð§ ðð ð¬ððš ð ððð§ð¢ð¡ððšðš ð¥ðªð¥ð¥ð®... "ððð¢ ðð ð¢ðð ðððð ðð ðž ðððð ððð ðð ððð" ððð ðððð ððððððððð¢ ððð¢ððð ðð ððððððð ððððððð ðððð ððð¢ððð. "ð±ðððððð ð¢ðð ððð ðððð ðððð ðð... ðŒð¢ ððððððð ððððð" ð·ð ððððððð ðð ððð ððð ðð ððð ððððð. ðð ðððð ð ððð ðððððð ððð ðððððððð. ððð ðð ððð. ð·ð ð ððð ð ðððð ððð ð ðððð ð ðððð ðððððð ððððð ððð ððð ðð ðððð ðððð ððððððð....Concluida
ððð©ð§ðð£ðð ððšððŠ : ððð«ðð£ ðšð©ððððš ð€ð ð¡ð€ð«ð
ðºððððððð ð°ððð ððððððð ððð ðð ð ððððððððððð ððððððð ððððððð ððð ððððð ðððððð ðð ðððð. ð¬ððð ððððð ððððð ðð ðððð ðððððððððð ðððððððððð ðððððð ð ððððð ððððððð ðð ððððððð, ð ððððð, ððð ððð ð ððð ððððððððððð ðððð ððððð ððð ððððð. ðððð ððð ððððððððð ððððð ðð ðšððððððððð (ð¯ððð) ðð ððð ððððððððð ð ððððððð ðð ðŸðððððð (ð°ðððð ðð), ððððð ððððð ððððððð ððð ðððð ðððððððððððð ðð ððððð ðððððððð. ðððð ððð ðððð ðð ð°ðððððððððð (ðŒðð), ððððððð ððð ð ððð ððððð ðð ðšðððð ðð, ððððð ððð ðððððð ðð ð»ððð ð³ððð (ðŽððððððð), ððð ðððððððð ððð ðððððððððð ðð ð¶ðððððððð (ð±ððððð), ððððððððððð ðð ððð ðððððððð ððððððððððð
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âðâ ð ðð¥ðšð° ðð®ð«ð§ ððšðŠðð§ðð âðâ ~ð ð¬ððšð«ð² ð°ð¡ðð«ð ððšðð¡ ð¢ð§ðððð ð¡ððð ðððð¡ ðšðð¡ðð«, ðð®ð ð¬ðšðŠððð¢ðŠðð¬ ððð¬ðð¢ð§ð² ððšðð¬ð§'ð ððððð©ð ð¢ð! ⧠Prologue "à€®à€Ÿà€à€ à€€à¥à€à¥à€¯à€Ÿà€µà€° à€ªà¥à€°à¥à€® à€à€¹à¥." Majha tujhyavar prem aahe. "I'm in love with you," he said. His voice was rough. Low. And in Marathi-for the first time. He never spoke in his mother tongue before. But now... he did. For me. And in that moment, I didn't know whether to smile... or shatter. Was I supposed to feel happy? Because all I felt was numb. I couldn't believe this was real. Not him. Not this moment. It felt like a cruel, twisted fantasy. No. No, this can't be happening. It's my birthday. Maybe I drank too much. Maybe I'm hallucinating. Or maybe... he's playing with me. Again. "You're not lying... right?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper. My heart pounded like a warning siren. This felt like a game. A trap. His expression didn't change- but something in his eyes shifted. Dark. Unreadable. Dangerous. Why now? Why me? Tears stung the corners of my eyes, and I hated that he saw them. Because the truth is- I don't know how to react to a man who once broke me... now telling me he loves me. Not when his love feels like poison- sweet on the surface, deadly underneath. And yet, a part of me wanted to believe him. Wanted to fall. Even if I knew I'd be falling onto broken glass. Because that's what his love is. Beautiful. Addictive. Painful. And now it's mine. Whether I survive it or not... ⧠ð ðšð« ðð¡ð ðšð§ð ð°ð¡ðš ð¢ð¬ ð°ðð§ðð¢ð§ð ððšð« ðð¡ðð«ð ððð¥ð®ð¥ð® ððšð®ð©
ðððððððððð ððððððððð ðð 'ð ðððððð ððð ðððððð' ðð§ ðð¡ð ð°ðšð«ð¥ð ðšð ð°ðððð¢ð§ð ð¬, ðð¡ðð ð²ðð¬ð¡ð«ðð, ðð§ ðð±ððð©ðð¢ðšð§ðð¥ ð©ð¥ðð§ð§ðð«, ðð§ ððšð®ð§ððð«ð¬ ððð¡ð²ð®ð, ð«ðð¢ð ð§ð¢ðð¢ð§ð ðšð¥ð ðð¥ððŠðð¬. ðð¬ ðð¡ðð¢ð« ððšð§ð ðððð©ðð§ð¬, ðð¡ð ð¬ð¡ðððšð°ð¬ ðð«ðšðŠ ð¡ðð« ð©ðð¬ð ððŠðð«ð ð, ððð¬ðð¢ð§ð ðð¡ðð¢ð« ð¥ðšð¯ð ððŠð¢ðð¬ð ðð¡ð ðð¡ððšð¬ ðšð ðð¡ðð¢ð« ð©ð«ðð¬ðð§ð, ð§ðšð° ðð¡ðð¢ð« ð¥ðšð¯ð ððððð¬ ð ððð®ð§ðð¢ð§ð ððð¬ð. ðð¢ð¥ð¥ ðð¡ðð² ðšð¯ðð«ððšðŠð ðšðð¬ðððð¥ðð¬ ðð§ð ðð¢ð§ð ð¥ðšð¯ð ð¢ð§ ðð¡ðð¢ð« ð¬ð¡ðð«ðð ð£ðšð®ð«ð§ðð²?
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