CHERRY
  • MGA BUMASA 3,179
  • Mga Boto 181
  • Mga Parte 21
  • Oras 1h 50m
  • MGA BUMASA 3,179
  • Mga Boto 181
  • Mga Parte 21
  • Oras 1h 50m
Ongoing, Unang na-publish Jul 08, 2024
In one electrifying moment, you're dancing with a smoldering stranger under the neon lights, your hearts beating in sync with the music.

 The next, you're sharing a breathless, tipsy kiss, too captivated and overwhelmed to notice anything else. But when the haze clears, you realize that this magnetic stranger is none other than a rising star in the cricket world, thrusting you into a whirlwind of intoxicating romance. 
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One fateful night,
One serendipitous encounter,
One cherished bracelet.

She, a diligent master's student navigating the halls of Delhi University, never imagined her celebratory evening would intertwine with the orbit of Abhishek Sharma, the luminary of India's cricketing realm. Yet, in an unscripted dance of fate, their lips brushed in a fleeting kiss, imprinting an unforgettable tale on their hearts.

But this story didn't commence with mere kiss; it began with her bracelet-her talisman of luck, now a harbinger of intertwined destinies.

Also, how would you feel when you get to know that everything was just for a fucking bet? 

Welcome to "Cherry," where one night can change everything, and one lie can tear it all apart.
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Stolen The Mafia King's Heart - Mishbir FF ni _annie__2004
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ωαητ τσ Βε Μιne ? - For Forever ni Adobe_wrt
52 Parte Kumpleto Mature
Genral: SUNSHINE COUPLE SECOND MARRIAGE + SINGLE MOTHER PROFESSOR X STUDENT ROMANCE + DRAMA AND FUN Aashvi's life had always been charmed. Born into a family that seemingly had everything, she married her childhood love, believing in the fairy tale she had envisioned. However, the illusion shattered when she discovered that her husband was more interested in her wealth and family's property than in her. At a tender age, she found herself expecting a child, a beacon of joy amid the tumultuous relationship. Yet, her happiness turned to dread when she learned of her husband's sinister plan to sacrifice their unborn child for financial gain. Braving the storm of emotions, she made a daring decision-to leave him. The dichotomy of Aashvi's life was stark: on one side, the deep heartbreak of a shattered marriage, and on the other, the promise of a new life, a tiny heartbeat echoing a fresh beginning. As she embraced the rollercoaster of emotions-fear, hurt, happiness, nervousness, and a surreal euphoria-Aashvi's heart harbored the burgeoning life within. However, her father had other plans, complicating an already intricate situation. In the aftermath of giving birth to a precious baby, Aashvi found herself thrust into an unexpected twist. Her father orchestrated at marriage with his friend's nephew, creating a new chapter in her life against her wishes. Amidst the uncertainty, questions loomed. Would her family accept her, along with the bundle of joy? Could she find the same love and pampering in this new chapter as she did in her past? Would the forced marriage transform into a tale of genuine love? Thus begins the story of Aashvi and Vraj-a narrative poised on the edge of love and happiness, waiting to unfold its twists and turns.
ISHMAN  ni Monikaqueen15
66 Mga Parte Kumpleto Mature
Story of two cricket players... this is the only thing that is common in these two.. otherwise both are polar opposites... one is possesive, obsessive, rude, arrogant, smart, sexy,fantastic player,never smiles, always hold a cold look on his face, have anger issues and what not....... while the other one is full of life, happiness ,sweet, cute, bubbly in nature, also a fantastic player, can,t talk without a heart warming smile, helping in nature.. in simple words a pure angel from heaven. so lets just dig into their lives to see how these two get along with each other (with love or with a little hate) Shubham- (rote hua, alcohol ki bottle hath me lekar kehta ha) uski ek ek yaad apne dil dimak se nikal dena chahta hu.. pagal ho raha hu... aab vo paas nhi ha to esa lag raha h jese bas aab jaan chali jaigi.. uske bina saas lena mushkil ho raha ha... kya karu me(and smashed that bottle in nearby wall with full anger and frustration) . Ishan- (rote hua) vo pyar karta ha mujse... (subak subak ke rote hua bolta ha) paaglo vala pyar karta ha...duniya se lad sakta ha mere lia.. mere ek kehne pe vo aapni jaan de sakta h haste haste... or me bhi maar sakta hu uske lia bina ek baar bhi soche... par me jeena chahta hu uske lia, uske sath, uski bhaon me.. par me kya karu ..mera usse dur rehna hi uske lia.. uske carrier ke lia.. uske future ke lia thik rahega. To chaliye dekhte h dosto ki kya inka pyar kamyab ho pata ha ya duniye ki gandi nazar inhe alag kar deti h.. Is book me likhi gai saari baate fictional ha.. Kisi bhi person ya real event se is book ka koi connection nhi ha.. Is book me use ki gai sari picture Pinterest se li gai ha.. To in pictures ka sara credit real owners ko hi jaata ha.. I was just using these pictures as samples for you.. Please don't forget to vote and comment on this story.. . .
TEJNA ni chandrarohini
34 Mga Parte Ongoing
"Ouchh," I cried trying to balance. I looked up at him with soft eyes, flushed cheeks. He looked into my eyes with his knitted ones. His hair lying over his sweaty forehead. I never presumed to glimpse him this close. His photographs conveyed his good looks but his dominating aura was hard to handle. I was feeling scared to even breathe in his arms. Bringing his fingers to my face he gently pushed hair strands behind my ear. I lowered my eyes feeling extremely shy. "Sambhal kar chaliye zara, har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," he said in a scratchy tone. There was a hint of taunt present. I knitted my brows to his words and quickly matched his aura. "Hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said glaring at him. He shot his eyebrows a little and I pushed him to leave angrily. Turning around I stepped up on another dumbbell and slipped over it again. I threw my hands in the air for support and once again found him snaking my waist and pulling my back closer to his chest. "Are you sure," he asked over my ears. I angrily looked back at him, found him smirking. "Baahon mein girte girte, mohabbat me mat giriyega hamare," he whispered looking into my eyes. "Kabhi nahi," I replied and left. I royally ignored his taunt only to end up marrying him. Day by day my feelings for him grew stronger though finding happiness was becoming a risky game. But I was heartbroken upon discovering that he only married me out of pity and loved someone else who he was to marry. Not having parents from young age now made me helpless. It felt good to leave home where my family cared for me all these years, after my parents. I did not want to go back and be a burden again. But living this life with him didn't seem fruitful either. This is love story of Tejas Pratap Rathore and Sunaina Maan Singh. Storyline takes place in the early years of 21st century (2001). A beloved saga tying them together in love and commitment whilst they dwell over misunderstandings and growing feelings.
His Secret Roommate ✓ ni fifibawa
32 Parte Kumpleto Mature
A twisted smile spread across his face as he leaned in closer, his hot, alcohol-laced breath over her. He pressed his nose to her neck, inhaling deeply before pulling back slightly to growl in her ear, "You can't run away anymore." he slurred, his voice a sinister whisper. His eyes bore into hers with a mix of anger and possessiveness that made her blood run cold. Her mind raced, desperately trying to think of a way to escape. "Let me go!" she cried, her voice trembling. She tried to pull away, but he only tightened his grip, his other hand moving to her waist to hold her closer. "You're mine," he growled, his lips curling into a cruel smile. "And no one gets to take what's mine." ____________________ "If you really want to stop me, tell me will you ever be able to love me?" She asked, her voice trembling despite the smile she forced. Hurt was evident in her eyes, knowing what his answer would be. He looked at her, his face a mask of turmoil. She was no one to him, and he , a fragile in a world full of chaos. Every day, she had been grateful just to be near him, to share his space, even if it meant living in the shadows. She had accepted that they were living a lie, but it had been a lie she could live with. His silence was a dagger to her already wounded heart. "I was never supposed to be in your life," she whispered, tears spilling over despite her efforts to hold them back. "But you found me, and you saved me. You've been my rock, my safe place. How can I just let you go now?"
Tumhari Pratiksha ni charmingblush
65 Parte Kumpleto Mature
❝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?
DAKSHIKA ni chandrarohini
77 Parte Kumpleto Mature
"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex. He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed. I nodded a little locking eyes with him fearfully. I witnessed a glimmer in his eyes and he removed his palm from my mouth slowly. I mustered up a little strength and asked nervously. "Kon hai aap aur yahan kya kar rhe hain," His eyes softened, looking deep into my eyes as if he could see through them as if he owned them. A strong wind surfaced, pulling away the fabric and revealing his face. It was him. My heartbeats raced wildly. He flickered his gaze to my lips for a few seconds, licked his lower lip a little with an unreadable emotion and peered back deeply into my eyes, delving into my soul. He replied in the raw, masculine and resonating voice I had heard months before. "Daksh naam hai hamara. Vivaah karne aaye hai aapse," *** I could not believe my eyes that he was standing right in front of me. The day I walked away from him, with a swarm of butterflies in the depths of my guts and belly, I never considered the possibility of crossing our paths again. I never thought we would get another chance in this life. Was it a wise decision of me to run away back then like that? The moments we shared back then flashed back into my memory. I started wondering if this was a coincidence or if he purposely located me. *** This is the love story of Daksh Pratap Rathore and Radhika Maan Singh. Storyline occurs in early years of 21st century(2001). A love saga bridging the gap between a city-born man and a village-raised girl. They are soulmates longing for love and solace from each other in different parameters. Let us dive into their journey of togetherness, and internal conflicts and see if and how they find solace with each other. First 2 chapters can be descriptive but I'm sure you'll like the story further.
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Almost over you

37 Parte Ongoing Mature

Anya Sharma had spent six months hopelessly crushing on Shubman Gill-the most popular guy in college, the untouchable heartthrob, and the one surrounded by an army of admirers. But when he randomly picked her as the target of a humiliating prank, her admiration turned into absolute hatred. Shubman had meant it as a joke, nothing serious. But when he saw the way her face fell-when he saw the way she completely erased him from her life-something shifted. He wasn't used to being ignored, least of all by a girl who used to idolize him. Anya's friends push her to move on, even setting her up with another guy. And just when she thinks she's finally free from the Shubman Gill effect... he starts showing up everywhere. At the café, in the library, even near her classes. It's a coincidence, right? Until she catches him glaring at the guy she's been seeing. Until she overhears the warning Shubman gave him. Now she's left wondering-why does he suddenly care? Why does he keep teasing her, pushing her buttons, invading her space? And most importantly... why does her heart still race when he does? Enemies. Regret. Tension. Unfinished feelings. She was almost over him-until he decided he wasn't done with her yet.