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Serenity Norms Exist (verb) : Have objective reality or being Synonym : live

"I just can't think straight when it comes to you, Deepika. Why do you do this to me?" says Arjun "I'm not doing anything, Arjun," she hissed. "It's you. You're the one confusing the shit out of me." In one sudden movement, he pulled her close. Lifted her chin and pressed his lips against hers. Updated twice a week!

A swapped journal, a fake relationship, and two best friends on the verge of something real. Max and Lucas discover that some secrets are impossible to hide - especially from the heart.

❧Arrange Marriage❧ Vaishali Mohite, 25 years old, A girl who believes no one could fall in love with her because she is ugly and ordinary. Ravish Patil, 30 years old, A guy who waited his whole life to fall in love with his wife because he didn't believe that relationships before marriage could work. In a world where love is often fleeting, can they find a lasting connection within the bonds of tradition? ❦❧❦❧❦ Tropes Arrange Marriage Age Gap Slow Burn Romance Professor X Engineer He fell first; she fell harder. ❦❧❦❧❦ The story and plot is pretty simple with little to no drama. The story will contain three Pov's - Ravish, Vaishali and Author. Do give this story a try. At least read 10 to 15 chapters to form an opinion about the story. ❦❧❦❧❦ Started ~ 24th July 2025 Ended ~ 1st Nov 2025

"I won't date you." Five years ago, Kenji Yamamoto met Ichika Nakamura. Now they're in the same high school. They call it friendship. It's easier that way. Some things don't stay buried, and not everything is as perfect as it seems. I Won't Date You is a slow-burn romance light novel. Volume 1 is complete. Volume 1.5 is now being uploaded.

[BxB] Gaten has only been in love once, and to him, that's already one too many. Because his first love was a boy. A boy who, when he finally gained the courage to confess to, disappeared off the face of the planet. To save his heart, Gaten chalked it up to a teenage crush that never stood a chance. Fast forward three years later, Gaten is in need of a little side cash. So, right before his senior year starts, he gets a job at a boxing gym. Only, he's not the only new guy at the gym. Now, Gaten, who hasn't thought of love since freshman year, is suddenly wondering if it's worth it again...

Aastha's first job lands her in Ahmedabad - smack in the middle of adulting chaos. Dry chapatis for lunch, rushed mornings, and somehow still late to work despite waking up on time. All she wants? To survive the grind of office hours, burnt dinners, and crushing expectations. Karjun Shah runs Shah Enterprises like clockwork - sleeves rolled up, silver wristwatch gleaming, and not a hair out of place. Stern, composed, the perfect CEO... until he's home. There, he's just Kaju -the steady heart of a noisy, loving Gujarati household that refuses to let him be anything but human. Neither planned this. But Aastha keeps catching glimpses of his silhouette and falling a little harder each time. Karjun can't ignore the new drafter with too many things in her tote and an uncanny way of softening his world. Love doesn't always arrive with fireworks. Sometimes, it tiptoes in - slow, steady, and unstoppable. All images/pictures belong to their rightful owners. I do not own any. Thank you. Have fun reading! Started: 30/05/2025 Word count: 90,000

[EDITING IN PROCESS] Anna has always existed quietly. In the back row of the classroom. Behind her glasses. Between attendance sheets and exam ranks. She is the class monitor everyone depends on, but no one truly sees. A shy high school girl with a soft heart and a mind full of unspoken words, Anna's world is made of silence, routine, and emotions she never dares to voice. Except when it comes to Kaith. Kaith is everything Anna is not-warm, noticeable, effortlessly present. He laughs easily, lives freely, and moves through life unaware of the quiet girl who memorizes his habits, notices his moods, and carries his presence like a secret she can never share. To Kaith, Anna is just another name in the class register. To Anna, Kaith is every rainy afternoon, every unsent confession, every hope hidden behind a polite smile. Her days are filled with small moments that mean everything to her and nothing to him-shared classrooms, accidental glances, unreturned feelings, and a love that exists only because she allows it to. But silence never stays quiet forever. As friendships shift, unexpected connections form, and another presence enters her life, Anna is forced to confront the truth she's avoided for far too long: Will her unseen love finally be acknowledged... or will it remain just another feeling the world walks past? Unseen Love is a soft, slow-burn high school romance about quiet hearts, one-sided affection, and the pain of loving someone who doesn't know you exist. It's for every girl who felt invisible. For every crush that stayed unspoken. For every love that lived in silence. Tropes & Themes: • Unseen Love. • One-Sided Love. • Unrequited Love. • High School Romance. • Shy Protagonist. • Silent Crush. • Slow Burn. • Love Triangle. • Golden Retriever Male Lead. • Husky Second Male Lead. • Rainy Day Vibes. • Soft Romance. • Teen Heartbreak.

siblings, secrets, and a love that blooms in all the unexpected perfectly imperfect ways. ✨ 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 × 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐚 For every brother who hide his love in silence, and every sister who still feels it- through the fights, the care, and the bond that needs no words. Ｔｒｏｐｅｓ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ ᴏᴠᴇʀᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴄᴀʀᴇʟᴇꜱꜱ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ "𝘦𝘬 𝘩𝘢𝘻𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪 𝘊𝘏𝘜𝘛𝘒𝘐/ 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘉𝘏𝘈𝘐𝘠𝘈 𝘩𝘢𝘪" 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘥 ✨ 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 × 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐚 For those who dream of being loved with patience, protected with strength, and cherished like forever is real Ｔｒｏｐｅｓ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛʜᴇᴀʀᴛꜱ ꜱᴜɴꜱʜɪɴᴇ× ꜱᴜɴꜱʜɪɴᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛᴇʀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ɢɪʀʟ× ʙᴀᴅ ʙᴏʏ ꜱʟᴏᴡ ʙᴜʀɴ "𝘫𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘬𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘪 𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘱𝘦 𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘪 𝘬𝘺𝘢 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘢, 𝘰 𝘡𝘢𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘢" 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘢 𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘲 ✨ 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐚 × 𝐊𝐢𝐚𝐚𝐧 For those who knows love doesn't have to be perfect- just real, clumsy, and a little bit of beautiful chaos. Ｔｒｏｐｅｓ ʙᴇꜱᴛꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ'ꜱ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ× ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴏᴘᴘᴏꜱɪᴛᴇ ᴀᴛᴛʀᴀᴄᴛꜱ ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ "𝘒𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘩𝘪𝘺𝘢𝘯, 𝘮𝘢𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘢𝘧𝘪𝘺𝘢𝘯 𝘛𝘦𝘳𝘪 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘭 𝘬𝘢 𝘫𝘶𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘢𝘧𝘪𝘺𝘢" 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 ✨ insta : she_writeshim

"Jungkook, you're supposed to kill demons, not fall in love with them!" --- Demon hunter Jeon Jungkook x muscular/buff reader --- Jungkook didn't expect to be bound to a demon. It just sort of happened. Demon hunter Jeon Jungkook receives a rare assignment from his supervisor, Kim Namjoon, to hunt down a dangerous half-breed. The half-human half-demon being, Y/n, holds the key to creating a weapon to stop Satan himself carved into her skin. All Jungkook has to do is sink a knife through her heart, then his team will do the rest. Before he can bring himself to do it, he's cursed. Any time Y/n gets hurt, he gets hurt, and if she were to die? Well, it's safe to say Jungkook would be a goner, too. But with threats of another human-demon war rising every day, Jungkook is left at a crossroads. The last human-demon war killed ten percent of the population, and he can only imagine what a war with Satan taking the lead would look like. It doesn't help that the demon he's now bound to is, under her tough exterior, scared to die, and he deep down feels the same. He finds himself wondering what his true feelings for this demon are, and if any of his demon hunter family would ever support such a "sin." In a world where one wrong move could mean total annihilation, Jungkook must choose―does he save himself and the woman he's growing to love, or does he make the ultimate sacrifice to save humanity? --- NEW CHAPTERS EVERY FRIDAY AT 12 A.M. EST --- If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack and reading a plagiarized copy of my work. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe form, please go to https://www.wattpad.com/user/Ravendipity. Thank you.

Vanshika Verma is a bold extrovert with a heart of gold and chaos within her. With a faith and bhakti of Kanhaji inside her, she is a teenage wrapped in firecrackers with a touch kpop air and fandom. Arpit Dwivedi is an ambivert with a mind of scientist but naughty pranks too. His world spins around cricket, physics, and peace. On the outside, he's the "silent top student," but inside hides a storm he never shows. Now, what happens when Vanshika's filmy chaos collides with Arpit's calm world? When fate decides to mess with Vanshika's "no love till I achieve" rulebook? Will this teenage tale bloom into sunshine and confessions... or turn into a bittersweet ride of heartbreaks, roasts, and reality checks? Let's dive into their story...!! 🌸 ✨ *A Silent Fantasy* - not your typical rom-com, but a rollercoaster of first love, teenage dreams, and unspoken goodbyes. 🌼 --- ### ❀ Tropes: °.° Extrovert X Ambivert °.° Sunshine X Silent storm °.° She loved first and hard, he fell late °.° Friends to enemies °.° Teenage fiction °.° School love & roasts °.° Bittersweet romance --- Do give a chance to this book and i assure you wont regret choosing this. DONOT ! I SAID , DONOT COPY OR REPOST MY WORK !!

Set within the polished but emotionally demanding world of Northern elite society in Abuja, the story follows Liyana, a quiet young woman caught between duty, expectation, and a love she cannot openly hold onto. After family arrangements begin pushing her toward marriage with Dr. Khalid, a respected and emotionally mature doctor from a wealthy, influential family, Liyana finds herself trapped in a life that looks perfect from the outside-but feels emotionally unfinished inside. Because before Khalid... there was Mahir. Mahir represents everything unstable, emotional, consuming, and real. Their connection is deep, personal, and difficult to let go of, but circumstances, family expectations, class pressure, reputation, and timing slowly begin pulling them apart. What makes the situation painful is that neither of them are villains. They are simply losing against a system bigger than their feelings.

Khris Elsher and her family moves from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, to another city, although not officially on the map, Austinia, to be closer with the rest of their family members. Khris Elsher then writes down her new daily life and moments that happen in the hidden city of Austinia and with her family. What kind of adventures will Khris stumble upon? Who knows what'll happen in this diary?

You show up as nobody and you leave as nobody.

THE VIBE: 🌙 The Hook: She lives by the Book; he doesn't believe in the Author. ✍️ The Twist: She writes the stories; he's the plot twist she never saw coming. 🔬 The Experiment: He was supposed to be a character study, but he's rewriting her rules. 🏰 The Conflict: Her personal space is a fortress, his presence is a siege. ☀️ The Trope: Double Grumpy x Sunshine. (Neither knows who is which). 🛗 The Catalyst: A hijabi warrior, an atheist bad boy, and a library lift. Lyla is not that "perfect high-achieving oldest daughter" , but a walking contradiction and a fierce warrior who would burn the world for her family; she is a hard worker when it comes to her job, but a total "clumsy potato" when it comes to study , until guilt kicks in and she goes and open that book . There is one thing more important to her even than the food, and that is her own personal space. She treats it like a high-security fortress and hates when people enter her personal space, both mentally and physically. And men? She's their biggest hater , at least on the surface. In reality, her "Crush Statistics" grow every year, but she has a 0% "Making a Move" rate. All she does is fantasize and move on. She treats handsome men like museum exhibits: look, but don't get near (and definitely don't talk to). She would never make a move, but she is very emotionally intelligent. She can read the room and people, and acts based on that; and a great observer. When she was on a journey to find a job that matches her interests, she found her spark in writing. Now, every handsome face she sees is just "research" for her next chapter. That was the plan, anyway. One Tuesday, a simple stretch and a trip to the library lift brings her face-to-face with a French-cropped, siren-eyed "bad boy" who threatens to shatter her personal space. For the first time, Lyla's sharp observation skills fail her, and her only instinct is to run.She thought she was just collecting a face for her book but god had o

He was loud. She was quiet. Neither was what they seemed. In a cramped NDA coaching centre in a small Indian city, two kids from very different worlds end up on the same bench-not by destiny, just because there were no other empty seats. Zubair walks into every room like he owns it. Mohalla boy, loud laughter, cheap sneakers cleaned every morning like they're expensive. He hides behind jokes because he has no language for emotions. He is terrified-of becoming his father, of being stuck, of not being enough. When someone cries, he makes a joke. When he wants to cry, he goes for a run. Inaya is the quiet girl in the corner with a philosophy book. She speaks so little that when she finally talks, the whole room goes silent. But then, without warning, she opens like a pressure cooker-arguing with a street dog over a stolen chappal ("Tujhe chappal ki zarurat nahi, tu kutta hai!"), eating six pani puris and doing yoga in the middle of a market, drawing the teacher as a potato with a totally innocent face. She isn't trying to be funny. She's just being herself. Their first real interaction is an argument. She says officers need to think; he says they need to follow orders. Both go home annoyed. But forced into the same study group, the walls start cracking. He saves her a seat. She slides him a chocolate when he scores low, saying nothing. He sees her unhinged, antic side; she sees the fear behind his knuckle-cracking. They don't fall in love. They fall into understanding. But this isn't a story where everything works out. This is not a love story with a happy ending. This is not a love story with a sad ending. This is a story about two imperfect people who didn't fall in love-they fell into understanding. And then they had to figure out what to do with that. Some people don't come to stay. They come to make you more you. 🇮🇳 Hinglish dialogue | NDA Coaching Life | Small Town India ⚠️ Slow Burn | Open Ending | No Neat Bows |

Every person fights a war the world never sees. A war between logic and emotion, reason and desire, survival and humanity. Whenever his life reaches a breaking point, reality transforms into a courtroom inside his mind where Heart defends, Mind prosecutes, and Soul silently judges every choice he has ever made. But as the trials grow darker and the line between truth and self-destruction begins to fade, one terrifying question remains unanswered. Who deserves control over a human being? And in the end, the final verdict belongs to you.

Some poems I've written to hone my writing skills: I usually compose shorter, love poems, but I'm actively working on expanding my vocabulary and refining my writing styles. I hope you enjoy the poems and feel free to share your thoughts and suggestions. I'd be delighted to hear from you. All my writing draws inspiration from my personal experiences, beliefs, and observations. Hate speech and negativity are strictly prohibited here. My intention is to connect with a specific audience, and if this isn't your cup of tea, that's perfectly fine. However, I will not tolerate hate speech, rude criticism, or unconstructive critiques. I welcome respectful suggestions and constructive criticism. Thank you for your understanding.

this is all of my original poetry ;) to save my sanity, i post new poems every week!