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✨ "कभी सोचा ना था, किसी की मुस्कान मेरी धड़कनों का हिसाब बदल देगी।" ✨ ✿WHISPERS OF OUR SPRING✿ _________________________________________ "It is a story where love flickers through the shadows of trauma, friendship becomes a gentle refuge, and every scar shapes the slow, luminous art of becoming."🌸🌻 Starting with this beautiful quote, I will introduce you to our characters- VYOM DIVIJAY X URVI AHUJA🎀 KUSHAGRA AHUJA X KASHVI BATRA🌍 EKANSH MALHOTRA X ISHITA PANDEY✨ SAMAR BATRA X SURAMYA VERMA❤️ ************************ THIS STORY INVOLVES ~ Old school romance ~ Family Bonding ~ Found family ~ Parental negligence ~ Mental health ~ Childhood sweethearts ~ Academic problems ~ Sweet and simple moments ************************ [A/N] - No cheating , Toxicity and betrayal 🎀Just Beautiful love stories with a deeper meaning and message🎀 _________________________________________ DIVE IN TO KNOW MOREE💋

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 | ʀᴏyᴀʟ ᴋɪɴɢ x ʀᴏyᴀʟ ᴩʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱ | ᴄᴇᴏ/ᴋɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴜᴅᴀɪᴩᴜʀ x ᴄᴇᴏ/ᴩʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴊᴀɪᴩᴜʀ/ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴩᴀᴅ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ | ᴋᴀʟᴇꜱʜɪ ᴍʟ x ꜱᴀꜱꜱy ꜰʟ | ᴄᴀʟᴍ x ᴄʜᴀᴏꜱ | ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ'ꜱ ᴍᴇɴᴛᴏʀ x ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ'ꜱ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ | ʀɪᴠᴀʟ'ꜱ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ x ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ'ꜱ ʀɪᴠᴀʟ | ᴅᴇꜱɪ x ᴅᴇꜱɪ | ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ | ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴇɴɢᴀɢᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ | ꜱʟᴏᴡ ʙᴜʀɴ | ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ᴄʀᴜꜱʜ | ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴄᴏɴꜰᴜꜱɪᴏɴ | ꜰᴀᴍɪʟy ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ ᴀɴᴅ

Oliver Williams rescues Edith from thugs, sparks friendship and hidden feelings, all in one night, but never meet again. Two months later, Edith is introduced by Oliver's brother, Michael William, as his girlfriend, while Oliver secretly loves her. Family legacy, loyalty, and love clash- hearts get broken.

Kashvi Vardhan a ambitious girl, always wanted to make her parents proud but one day her father told her get ready tomorrow is your wedding and all her dreams Shattered. Kashvi Vardhan 24 years old Doctor. Ruhan Rajvansh. 32 years old Zamindar Book 1st of 'scars & vows' series....

Nick's Boyfriend disappears late in the night same night as another animal attack. Him and his best friend Josh get caught in a bad area of the woods. What decisions will they make and what hard choices will they face?

"Sajde mein yun hi jhukta hoon Main toh ibaadat karta hoon Tere dar pe hi ab mera Sar jhukne laga hai..." "Tera deedar hua, pehli baar hua Jabse hai dekha tujhe, pagal hua Sajde mein yun hi jhukta hoon Main toh ibaadat karta hoon..." ♥️🎀 .............................................................................................................................................. "Panch saal ki qaid toh bas ek bahana tha, Asli qaid toh teri yaadon ki thi, Wahan dushman ki bediyan thi pairon mein, Yahan tere ishq ki zanjeerein hain rooh mein.".................................................................................................................................... 5 saal ka wo school waala ishq, ek jhagda, aur phir sab khatam. Rudransh Army join karke chala gaya aur phir khabar aayi ki wo shaheed ho gaya. Par asli kahani toh tab suru hui jab wo 5 saal baad dushman ki qaid se wapas aaya. Usne apni wardi chodh di, business sambhaal liya, sirf ek maqsad ke liye-Tani. Par Tani ki engagement kisi aur se hone wali hai. Kya ek CEO, jo kabhi Captain tha, apni "Rooh" ko wapas paa sakega? Ya phir ye ishq borders par hi dam tod dega?

✿ 𝐈𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐲𝐚 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 ✿ Iravya Mehrotra belongs to a proud Army family. She is disciplined, intelligent, and the topper of her school. A girl who believes in truth and responsibility, Iravya has never been interested in unnecessary fun or distractions. Her only dream is to become an Army officer and make her family proud. When she steps into Class 11, her life takes a new turn as her father gets transferred to Pune Cantonment, forcing the entire Mehrotra family to shift to Pune and start a new chapter of their lives. ✿ 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 ✿ On the other hand, Ishvaan Rajvansh comes from a well-known doctor family. His family wants him to become a doctor and continue their legacy, but Ishvaan has a different dream in his heart - he wants to serve the nation as an Army officer. At first, his family refuses, but later they understand his passion and allow him to follow his own path. The Rajvansh family has recently opened their own hospital in Pune and is shifting there for a fresh start. Ishvaan, now in Class 11, is a disciplined and intelligent boy who quietly observes everything around him and stays focused on his goals. Two different families. Two strong dreams. One city - Pune. When Iravya and Ishvaan's paths cross, their journey of dreams, duty, friendship, and unexpected emotions begins. Junoon-E-Ishq is a high school story of love, passion, and the courage to choose both heart and nation. This is a multi-couple book filled with love, emotions, friendship, dreams, and strong bonds between characters.

Soldier × Writer. 🪖💗🌷 "LIFE IS NOT WORTH LIVING, TILL YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO DIE FOR."~ A story of a man who has known pain, where the world taught him how to kill mercilessly , fought wars, and yet, falls so deeply and truly in love that he becomes her Raanjhana - hers completely. 💌 He was trained to protect. She wrote stories of love, but never imagined she'd live one. . . . . Captain Manvik Raghuwanshi - 30, an elite Indian Army officer, code-named "Vayu." Known in the forces as The Storm, he's unbeatable, sharp as steel, and feared by enemies across borders. He led covert operations, saved battalions, and carried hidden scars. To the world, he's ice-cold and untouchable. But to his family, his best friends ,Captain Kabir, and eventually her... he's a quiet storm that rains only softness. Vaidhe Avasthi - 24, a vibrant, bestselling author known for her poetic, romantic and sad fiction. She hides her insecurity in her words and laughter. Beautiful family Father is an honest DGP , mother is a lawyer and two siblings, she built her world through imagination. Fiercely independent, yet secretly craving the kind of love she writes about. °18+ Adult content °Trigger warning ⚠️ ° Manipulations

A forced marriage under protection, A young woman with dreams, soft adult romance, and chaotic desi families. Akshay Malhotra- A 26-year-old protective IPS officer, who's caring and soft personality is masked by his sarcastic and tough demeanor. He has never believed in love until he marries his wife Aaravi, under extenuating circumstances to protect her. Aaravi Patil- A 21-year-old IAS aspirant, who strives to follow in her deceased father's footsteps and devote her life to serving her country. She's brave, fearless, and doesn't hesitate to speak her mind. She oftentimes uses humour to mask her inner turmoil and problems. Always fiercely independent, things change for her when she's forced to marry her father's previous officer, Akshay.

~Dwiti Sharma~ " 'pyaar' iss shabd se hi gheen aati hai hume,bhrosa toh dur ki baat hai...." ~Daivik Agarwal~ " 'pyaar' pe bhrosa toh dilake rahenge,hum aapko humare pyaar me pagal banake rahenge." ........... ~Kaira Agarwal~ "I don't think we are made for each other..." ~Kairav Arora~ "Aree aase-kese, kuch socch ker hi rab ne milwaya hoga humein warna meri jaan itfaqq itne kubsurat nahi hote" ............ ~Aarohi Kapoor~ "Pyaar vo hai jo Aankhon ki baate bhi samajh jaye..." ~Aashish Agarwal~ "Aap Aankhon ki baat krti hai,hum toh aapko dil se samajh ne ke liye tayar baithe hai." ............. ~Aaradhya Kapoor~ "Pyaar toh kr baithe aap humse lekin filmy hai hum bohot kese jhelain ge aap hume.." ~Advik Oberoi~ "Toh filmy tareeke se hi sahi aapko pyar toh karenge hum aur aapko dekhke hi toh humara din guzarta hai ye jhelna kya hota hai." ............. ~Vritika Patel~ " Mei khudse bhi pyar nahi kr sakti tumhe kese karungi ?" ~Vedant Malhotra~ "Tum bass mujhse pyar kro mei tumhe khudse pyar krva dunga " .............................................................. So what do you think ? "Are they a moment or a lifetime?" Curious, right!? You just have to add the story to your reading list to know further Till then, love yaa.♡ -×-×-×-

A curse, alive in the two most powerful families. A contract written in blood. Promises made by fates. Secrets in every breath that's held here. Some debts don't die. They live in bloodlines like a second heartbeat - quiet, patient, pulling. The curse is old. Older than the families carrying it. Older than the walls built to contain it. It does not warn. It simply waits - in the blood, in the bone, And the two people at its center - utterly unaware. Vartika Singh. A lawyer hunting injustice. A RAW agent ending it. Both drenched in secrets. Both haunted by the same aching nightmare - the specific nightmare of someone whose heart remembers things her mind was never told. Then comes a promise that puts everything at stake. And it leads her - because fate does not ask permission - straight into the Rathore Empire. Like fate signed the contract before she ever knew the terms. Because here, nobody tells the whole truth. Every smile hides a strategy. Walls whisper. Corridors remember. Loyalty is just another mask worn until it becomes inconvenient. In this empire - truth destroys more than lies ever could. Then she meets him. Devansh Singh Rathore. Charming. Dangerous. A man who wears deception in layers - truth buried under arrogance, intentions hidden beneath power. Why is he the villain? Or is he simply the only one honest about being dangerous? Before she finds the answer, she is bound to him. A marriage. A war disguised as vows. But living under the same roof blurs lines her agency never warned her about. Because Devansh is not just a husband she must endure - he is a man who senses deception, who might destroy her mission simply by looking too closely. And her heart - which remembers things her mind doesn't - recognises him. Not his face. Not his name. Something older than both. The curse, finally closing the distance it was always going to close. Her heart remembered things her mind didn't. The only question - would she let herself remember too.

Meera Mishra didn't expected to starting over could be this hard. New college. New city....and no one she knows. All she wants is to focus on her dream to be a fashion designer and stay out of trouble which she always manage to not until now. Then there is Shivansh Singhaniya. Annoying. Confident. Way too used to prove people wrong to show his power. But behind all this attitude is hidden a young boy dealing with strict parents, fears and dreams he only cares about to write. They don't get along. Not even a little bit. They hurt each other. They argue. They hate eachother. So why does it starts to feels like there is something more between them? Why? Because sometimes love doesn't come gently. Sometimes... *Love is twisted by pain.*

𝑴𝒂𝒊 𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒒 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒊 𝒊𝒋𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒕 𝒓𝒂𝒃 𝒔𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒂 𝒉𝒖𝒏...... _________________________________________ Part - 1 ___________________________________________________ Ek shaadi. Ek choti si mulaqat. Aur ek naam... jo bhoolna mushkil tha. Akshat Singhania - topper, introvert, disciplined, future Army Officer. Mahi Malhotra - intelligent, sweet, thodi chaotic, thodi savage... aur equally ambitious. ___________________________________________________ They met once. Lost each other. But destiny had bigger plans. Phir kishmat ne khel-khela. Phir se mulaqat. This time... in uniform. Pyaar, competition, jealousy, aur army ke rules. Because loving someone in uniform isn't simple. And some stories are written in olive green. 🇮🇳✨ - Vani

'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?

"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.

𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 1 𝙤𝙛 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙙𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒎 𝒌𝒊 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒂 𝒋𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆-𝒋𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒂𝒑 𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒊 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝑺𝒉𝒚𝒂𝒂𝒎... 𝑺𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒌𝒊 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒂 𝒑𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒎𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒆𝒆 𝒌𝒂 𝒏𝒂𝒂𝒎. Sanson ki Mala Pe A story of five friends tangled in love, laughter, jealousy, silence, heartbreak, and everything left unsaid. Somewhere between almost-confessions and stolen moments, they begin to lose and find each other all at once. Because sometimes, the deepest love stories are the ones never spoken aloud. ☆ 𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐲 Adhira clutched his shoulders, tears shaking her voice. "There was no hope left, Shiv... then why did you wait?" Shivay rested his forehead against her hands, years of longing finally breaking free. "I would've waited till my last breath," he whispered. "And even after death, I would've found my way back to you... as a flower carrying your fragrance, as roots holding every memory of you. Because loving you was the only thing my soul ever truly knew." _______ ☆ 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐕𝐢𝐛𝐡𝐮 Rain echoed through the empty parking lot as Dhriti finally snapped. "If I mean nothing to you, then why can't you let me go forever?" Something inside Vibhu cracked. "Because I love you, damn it!" The confession tore out of him as he dropped to his knees. "My mind fights me every time I try to forget you. And every time I see you smiling without me... it destroys me for not being the reason behind it." His voice fell quieter. "So don't ask why I can't let you go... when letting you go is the very thing killing me." _______

• "Jason was close. Very close. Their faces were only inches apart. Jason slowly reached up and tucked a loose strand of Riley's hair behind his ear. Riley's heart started beating fast. Jason leaned in slightly" • 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐲, 𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐰.

The Apothecary Diaries inspired fanfic between female!Reader x Jinshi (MANGA SPOILERS)(MATURE) [Living as Jinshi's servant]

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...🎀