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Tara Sen becomes President under a sky full of expectations and cameras that never look away. The world learns her voice, her smile, her strength. What it never sees is how quiet her life becomes once the doors close. Major Rishav Sarwal is always there. Close enough to hear her exhale. Trained to protect without attachment, he learns her rhythms, her silences, the things she never says out loud. Somewhere between duty and proximity, something shifts. It does not announce itself. It waits. In pauses. In glances that linger. In moments that feel too intimate to be accidental and too dangerous to be real. Neither of them knows when understanding turns into something else. Only that once it does, there is no turning back. And some lines, once crossed in the heart, cannot be uncrossed. P.S. All descriptions, scenes, and events in this story are purely fictional and written solely for the purpose of this story. The character and narrative may be inspired by the idea of an honourable officer, but they are not intended to reflect, represent, or comment on any real person's life, actions, or character. The individual who inspired this story is a respected and honourable officer, and this work exists only within the Wattpad fictional universe. No harm, disrespect, or tarnishing of reputation is intended in any form. All due respect and gratitude to warriors like him, whose service and integrity remain beyond fiction.

"They weren't looking for love - until it found them" Eight people. Four love stories. One tangled destiny. They're connected - through friendship, fate, and something as subtle and enigmatic as love. Let's see where their intertwined lives take us... Revan Rudra Singhania × Isha CEO × Data Analyst Forced proximity. He fell first... and they both fell harder. Rajveer Malhotra × Reina CEO × Lawyer Friends to Lovers. She fell first... and he fell harder. Vivan Rajput × Charlie CEO × Fashion Designer Enemies to Lovers. Both fell first - and harder. Dhruv Rathore × Leila CEO × Business Analyst College sweethearts (more like fake dating). Both love each other deeply. Four strong, independent women - no last names, no limits. Connected not by blood, but by soul. They've fought battles, carried scars, and built each other up when the world tried to break them. Each one fills the space where family should have been - their friendship a fortress of love, loyalty, and laughter. But what happens when love walks in wearing a tailored suit and a reckless smile? When four determined men decide to challenge their hearts - and their peace? Will friendship still win... or will love rewrite everything? Dive into a heart-warming rom-com full of chaos, chemistry, and charm. Where friendship meets fate, and love becomes the most unpredictable story of all. Disclaimer: A rom-com rollercoaster with no cheating tropes, green-flag male leads, and strong, unforgettable women. Give this story a chance - and fall in love, eight times over. ❤️

They say finding a soulmate is the hardest thing in the world. Out of seven billion hearts beating under the same sky, choosing the right one feels like chasing a mirage. But love - love never asks for the right time, the right place, or the right person. It just happens. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝟐𝟐-𝐲𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡. When the world welcomes the first-ever 𝑴𝒊𝒙𝒆𝒅 𝑶𝑫𝑰 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝑪𝒖𝒑, history takes a new turn. Men and women, side by side - playing not against each other, but with each other. Boundaries blur, rules change, and amidst the sound of roaring crowds, something far deeper begins to bloom. 𝑺𝒊𝒚𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊 𝑽𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂, twenty, shy yet dazzling, carries the calm of the moon and the fire of dreams. A cricketer whose bat speaks poetry, whose silence hums strength. She never sought fame - only freedom between the wickets. And then comes 𝑨𝒃𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒌 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒂 - twenty-five, the nation's golden boy. Charming, confident, and reckless with both bat and heart. Where she is restraint, he is chaos. Where she hides, he shines. Where she listens, he commands. They are poles apart - destined to collide. And somewhere between rivalry and rhythm, between boundaries and hearts, they'll discover that love, like cricket, is all about timing. ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Aarivaan: Broody, royal, dangerously handsome... basically the kind of professor who makes hearts skip lectures. Aarvika: Clumsy, chaotic, ridiculously charming... basically a one-women storm of trouble. He glares, She trips. He scolds, She laughs. He tries to stay serious... she ruins it with a single smile. A classroom of rules, a girl full of chaos, and a grumpy professor who never knew silence could be so loud. Will Aarivaan survive her disaster-like charm... or will he finally fall for the noise he can't ignore? Fair Warning: May cause uncontrollable laughter, swooning, and an unhealthy obsession with one Aarivaan.

ASHI AGGARWAL, 23, had spent two exhausting years chasing jobs, surviving ghosted emails and endless "We regret to inform you" messages. Not because she needed money, but because she had dreams and self-respect. Still, rejection after rejection had started to wear her down. Then one day-ping. A job offer from Mumbai for a Food Technologist Scientist position. After two long years, Ashi had finally made it. ABIR MITTAL, twenty-six, was tall, intimidating, rich, and permanently done with life. Born into a wealthy Bhopal family, he could've lived comfortably forever. But comfort was boring. So when India's second-largest tech company offered him a General Manager position in Mumbai, he packed up and left. New city, zero peace, endless emails. Completely unaware that Mumbai had more than just a promotion waiting for him. ******* What happens when Ashi and Abir are forced to live under the same roof despite barely tolerating each other? Egos clash, sarcasm flies, and every day turns into a silent war. But sometimes, the line between hatred and something else is thinner than they think.

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the timeless love story of 2 best friends that eventually gain feelings for each other. all based on true events. jack, mike, and michael. will be updated eventually long live pumpernickel!

"Two rivals. One kitchen. Zero mercy... and maybe love." Raivaan Khanna is the city's top influencer-dry, sarcastic, and brutally honest. He's meticulous, well-groomed, and famous for his straight-up reviews, but secretly he's a softie who avoids conflict... especially with chaotic, over-the-top people. Saraayah Reddy is a bubble of chaos-loud, emotional, and absolutely iconic. Her overdramatic food reactions have won millions of fans, and she's famous for turning every bite into a performance. She thinks Raivaan is arrogant, he thinks she's dramatic... and online, their rivalry is legendary. When a major brand launches a campaign-"Two Rivals. One Kitchen. Zero Mercy."- Raivaan and Saraayah are forced to collaborate for 30 days. From cooking challenges to surprise 4 AM food runs, every episode tests their patience, their skills... and their hearts. Their fans ship them instantly. #RaiYah explodes online. But between viral mishaps, accidental kisses, jealousy, and confessional videos that go public, the line between fake rivalry and real feelings starts to blur. Will Raivaan and Saraayah survive 30 days of culinary chaos without falling for each other? Or will the internet witness the most delicious love story of the year-unfiltered, unedited, and completely iconic? Unscripted. Unpredictable. Unmissable. UPCOMING!!! 1st chapter will be uploaded on February 1

So yes-another royal novel on Wattpad. But not that kind. The male lead is a king, but there's no mafia nonsense here. He's not going to shoot every man who looks at his wife. He understands that a woman can have male friends, that a handshake isn't a threat, and that not every man who speaks to the female lead is evil. Mostly because he knows something very important. She doesn't need saving. She is more than capable of breaking bones if someone touches her inappropriately, poking eyes if someone looks at her the wrong way, and knocking out teeth if someone dares to disrespect her. The female lead is not your typical Sati-Savitri, Sarvagun-Sampann heroine. Okay-she is. But she's also a bad bitch. A modern woman with ambition, power, and dreams bigger than palaces. The characters in this story are kaleshi, not toxic. And yes-there is a difference. There may not be clear villains here. And even if there are, remember this: Every villain is a victim of something too. This is a story of royalty without glorifying control. Power without erasing softness. An arranged marriage that turns into love-slowly, painfully, beautifully. Desi. Royal. Emotional. And unapologetically different. --- 🏷 TROPES [ ] Royal King × Royal Princess [ ] CEO King × CEO / Secret Author [ ] Arranged Marriage [ ] Love After Marriage [ ] Slow Burn [ ] Secret Crush [ ] Feelings Confusion [ ] Kaleshi ML × Sassy FL [ ] Sister's inspiration x admire's brother [ ] Rival Brother × Rival Sister [ ] Family Drama & Politics [ ] Desi × Desi

Two love stories. Two destinies. One unforgettable journey. In Humsafar: A Journey of Love and Loss, four hearts come together through dreams, devotion, and unbreakable promises. They believe in forever. They fight for love. They trust fate. But life has its own plans. As emotions deepen and relationships are tested, love faces storms no one saw coming. Some bonds grow stronger. Some are challenged beyond imagination. Filled with passion, pain, and powerful moments, Humsafar is a gripping tale of romance and destiny that will stay with you long after the last page. Because not every love story is meant to be easy... but every love story is meant to be felt.

This story is about the struggles and hardships that men and women both face within their marriages. The reason of divorce isn't just men but it can be women too. Khadija Ibrahim an orphan from the age of twelve will face a hardship with her marriage which completely destroyed her from the inside and out. Idris Shah, an orphan that also faced a hard marriage but this didn't make him weaker, it made him strong from the outside. However internally he is holding everything in, bottling up his feelings. Read this story to see how their marriages ends up in a divorce and how they will overcome their pasts.

He saw her for the first time on her birthday. She never knew about his feelings. Years passed-same school, same university-but he never found the words. This is the story of a quiet love, unspoken and unwavering. A boy who waited. And a girl who never knew she was being waited for...🦋 ***************************************** She opened the box slowly, dust rising from its lid. Inside, neatly stacked, were envelopes. Dozens of them. Each one marked in the same familiar handwriting. "Isha - Happy birthday! ❤️" She blinked, her fingers trembling as she picked one. Inside was a card-simple, handmade. Tucked with it, a folded note. A letter. "I don't know if I'll ever have the courage to give you this. But if I do... happy birthday, Isha. I think I've loved you since the day you walked past me, smiling at everyone but me." She pulled out another envelope. Same card. Same quiet confession. Year after year. Her eyes welled up. He had written to her every birthday. He had loved her-through years, through silence, through time. And not once had he asked for anything in return. She turned to Siddharth, who stood quietly at the door, watching her find his years of longing-one envelope at a time. "You waited this long...?" she whispered. He moved to her and wiped her tears, looked at her with that same old softness in his eyes. "I was waiting for a day when... you'd look at me the way I've looked at you all these years." ***************************************** Join me on this journey to uncover the depths of love and longing...🎀

Aarav Reddy, 28, is a successful gynaecologist and is dangerously charming. He is an extrovert person and makes everyone happy beside him and always put a smile on his face. Aashna Reddy,24, is a successful CA and a independent girl who desires success in every work she does. She is a cheerful person with her people but an introvert with others. She is also insecure and overthinker about her looks due to her PCOD problem. But when destiny brings them together...in a arranged marriage cum love marriage. Will they be able to love each other or god has any another plans?? TROPES:- ~ Doctor x CA ~ Arrange Marriage ~ He fell first, she fell harder ~ Green flag x Green flag ~ Telugu abbayi x Telugu ammayi ~ Extrovert x Introvert ~ Overexplainer x Overthinker

𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 1 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔: 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒅𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒎 𝒌𝒊 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒂 𝒋𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆-𝒋𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒂𝒑 𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒊 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝑺𝒉𝒚𝒂𝒂𝒎... 𝑺𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒌𝒊 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒂 𝒑𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒎𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒆𝒆 𝒌𝒂 𝒏𝒂𝒂𝒎. 𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐘𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 A seventeen-year-old girl....chaos wrapped in laughter. A born singer, she hums her way through life, carrying a free spirit and a sharp, playful mind. A certified chatterbox, Adhira speaks before she thinks and loves without fear. Fiercely devoted to Shiv ji, she believes faith, fun, and freedom can exist together....and she lives exactly that truth, every single day. 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐲 𝐀𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐧 From Banaras, Uttar Pradesh....an eighteen-year-old boy who is calm where others are loud, composed where chaos thrives. He loved his mother more than anything and dreams of becoming what his father once was. Faith once anchored him, until life fractured his belief in Shiv ji. Quiet, guarded, and disciplined, Shivay walks without prayer... until Adhira enters his life and gently leads him back to belief, love, and light. She is chaos to his calm. He is silence to her storm. Would falling in love cost them everything.... or give them something worth surrendering to? She cupped his face gently, her palms warm against his skin. "Aapko toh pata bhi nahi tha," she whispered, her voice trembling, "ki main kabhi wapas aa paungi ya nahi. Sab kuch khatam ho gaya tha, izhaar se pehle hi. Phir bhi aapne intezaar kyun kiya, Shiv?" His head rested at her feet, tears slipping down in quiet surrender. "Jab Maa Parvati,Shiv ji ke liye 108 janam le sakti hai toh mai apni parvati ke liye itna sa intezaar toh kar he sakta hu na chand."

"Har dil mein ek aisa ishq hota hai, jo sirf ek naam se pehchaana jaata hai." → In every heart, there's a love that answers only to one name. Every pair reflects one face of Ishq - from purity to chaos, laughter to pain, distance to destiny. And all threads tie back to that one truth: "Kisi ke naam ka ishq likha ho toh, usse mitaana mumkin nahi." .... Viddhi voice came softly, as if it had been fighting for years to find its way out. "Tumhe pata hai, maine kab samjha ki mujhe tumse pyaar hai?" He froze.The world quieted - no voices, no wind - just the echo of her words and his heartbeat stumbling inside his chest. Vansh voice was quiet, careful. "Kab?" She smiled, faintly, like confessing a wound that never healed. "Jab kisi aur ne mera naam liya... aur mujhe laga, woh hak kisi aur ka ho hi nahi sakta." ..... There are loves that begin with confessions, and there are loves that begin with silence. Mere Naam Ka Ishq is that silence - the kind that doesn't need to be spoken to be real. It's the love that lives quietly behind someone's name, hidden between the heartbeats and unspoken prayers. Viddhi never believed in grand love stories - until she met him. He wasn't just the hero of her dreams or just trailer, he was a quiet presence who made everything around her feel softer, warmer, real. Their story never had declarations, no promises whispered under the stars. It was made of glances through classroom windows, unsent messages, and prayers she never admitted were for him. But soon enough, their love founds its home within their name. "Mere Naam Ka Ishq" is not just love. It's remembrance. It's faith. It's where love stops being a feeling, and becomes a part of your existence. Because sometimes, the purest kind of love isn't the one that ends with "us." It's the one that stays - quietly, eternally - with your name.

'Khamoshi mera dusra naam hai...meri aawaz koi nahi sunta!' 'Phir main woh saaz hoon, jisme sirf aap ki dhun sunai deti hai Aap meri Dhun hai!' She grew up watching love turning into a war. He lost someone, not to death, but by destiny. PRACHI RAJVANSH, she doesn't believe in love and KRISH YADHUVANSHI, he stopped chasing it long ago. Bounded by traumas, scars and the cruel twist of destiny, the two broken souls are about to collide together. What will happen when their fates cross paths? Will it heal them? Will it destroy them? But, among the chapters they never wrote, there lived a girl who never knew her true identity, with her name forgotten, consequently becomes the bridge that connects two souls. What if the bridge never knew where it's began? What if the thread holding the two hearts never knew she was the knot?

"I think you have forgotten that we need to do something about the dinner tonight. We need a solid plan." She said and pressed her fingers on her temples. Suddenly she snapped her fingers, "idea. Just let this engagement thing happen. You can make their lives hell before you leave the country. They'll reconsider their choice. Because nobody wants an ill-mannered daughter-in-law, buahahahaha." She faked the evil laugh. A story of two best friends- Laila and Nisha Laila and Zayan's Story is a Desi rom-com about two childhood rivals turned unexpected lovers. Between family weddings, playful banter, and stolen moments, their grudges slowly unravel into a love neither of them can deny. Seventeen-years-old Nisha Rehman had one mission: dethrone her neighbor and a long time academic rival, Noraiz Mazz, from his position at school. She plans to "Fake Date" him to distract him. She also wants to get rid of an ex. This will be possible for her only when she'll date someone. But the closer she gets to Noraiz, the more dangerous the game becomes, because the biggest distraction might just be her own heart.

जानम, देख लो, मिट गईं दूरियाँ मैं यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ कैसी सरहदें? कैसी मजबूरियाँ? मैं यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ ~ सुन सको तो सुनो धड़कनों की ज़बाँ मैं यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ कैसी सरहदें? कैसी मजबूरियाँ? मैं यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ ~ ~Drishti "Love, for me, is devotion. I cannot see him, but my heart recognizes him the way a prayer recognizes its own peace. Love is trusting his voice in every silence, holding his hand as if it is the only light I know. It is the faith that even in darkness, his presence will guide me home. People say love begins with sight but mine begins with surrender, with believing in someone I have never seen yet feel in every heartbeat. For me, love is sacred, a quiet promise to stay, to trust, to belong. And if this is devotion... then I live my whole life loving him. ~Ekaksh "Drishti... If your love is devotion, then mine is gratitude - gratitude that God trusted me with a heart as pure as yours. You say you can't see me, but you don't need to. Because every time you hold my hand, I feel seen in a way I never have before. You walk through darkness with faith... and that faith makes me stronger. You call my presence your light, but the truth is you are the reason I know what love truly is. If love is sacred for you, then for me, you are sacred. Your trust is my prayer, your heartbeat is my peace, and your devotion... that is my entire world.