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"𝑻𝒖𝒋𝒉 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒓𝒂𝒂𝒃 𝒅𝒊𝒌𝒉𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒚𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒌𝒚𝒂 𝒌𝒂𝒓" __________________________________________________________________ "ek army officers se pyaar karne mein daar nahi lagta"he said, looking at her,with a smile waiting for her to answer him "payr main daar ki koi jagah nahi hoti,woh haar daar se ubhar deti hai" she said, looking into his honey eyes. ★★★★ "Toh, you like me?" he asked, bending down to her level, a playful smile tugging at his lips. Her eyes, heavy with sleep and the haze of too many drinks, tried to focus on his face. Everything around her was a blur - except him. "Hai!!! Like kya hota hai, I pyaar you, vaibhav" she mumbled, her voice soft and slurred. ★★★ Anirudh was an army officer through and through. Serving the nation wasn't just his duty - it was his only purpose. He lived by rules, followed time like a shadow, and believed in action more than words. Discipline was in his blood, Smart, calculated, and always two steps ahead ,Feelings? They had no place in his world. His heart beat for the uniform, and nothing else. Titli Khurana-true to her name-was like a butterfly, wild and free. A soul not meant to be caged, yet when she chose someone, her love would be deep, loyal, and endless. Since childhood, she had only one dream: to marry a man in uniform. And fate, in its quiet magic, made it even sweeter-the boy she had secretly loved for years had grown up to wear that very uniform. Vaibhav Khurana had always believed that love was an art-and he was never good at art. So, he stayed away from it,. But then came RIRIKA-the girl with almond-shaped eyes and a laugh that could light up silence. She didn't just walk into his life; she quietly slipped into the cracks he thought were sealed Still, he reminded himself not to feel. She wasn't just his sister's best friend-she was the younger sister of his best friend too. And tha

started off drew starkey but now they're all rafe cameron😜 almost all have smut, (PG-13) means no smut assume MC is on the pill, unless i write otherwise lol some are long, some are short. some have smut, some don't-who knows? 🤷♀️ enjoy :) the newer ones are better don't read the old ones🤢 still editing a few, so if you notice mistakes or inconsistencies... mind your business 😋 don't 4get to vote pleaseee😍😋😘

Somewhere in the south of France, 2021. A lost writer encounters a lonely driver. ━ Charles Leclerc x Fem!OC (slowburn/friends to lovers)

❝ 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬. 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫. ❞ ✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ══════════ ❖ ══════════ 𝑨 𝑽 𝑨 𝑵 𝒀 𝑨 𓂃 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒕𝒉 𓂃 ══════════ ❖ ══════════ She grew up knowing care. Gentle hands. Quiet protection. A presence that felt like home when the world felt too sharp. She was loved. But love does not erase everything. And being protected does not mean being untouched by pain. Some silences stay too long. Some truths arrive too early. Some burdens are never meant for a child. So she learned to endure. To smile softly. To speak less. To carry hurt without letting it show. Warmth became her instinct. Quiet strength, her shield. Then she stepped into a house ruled by power. A family built on authority and discipline, where emotions were controlled and warmth was never taught. At its center stood a man shaped by shadows- respected in light, feared in darkness. His past was buried deep, But it was never gone. Around him stood sons who had been raised to command. Composed. Unyielding. Dangerous in their silence. She did not arrive to change them. She did not come to heal anyone. She arrived carrying love and loss, warmth learned from care, Strength born from survival. And sometimes- That kind of warmth is the most dangerous thing of all. ✨ Can someone who has known both comfort and cruelty survive a world built on control? ✨ Will softness last where emotions are considered weakness? Dive

Teresia knows sleeping with the pastor's son is a terrible idea. After her mother marries an assistant pastor and moves them onto the grounds of The Well Fellowship, eighteen-year-old aspiring writer Teresia Eklund quickly learns never to give people a reason to talk. Then she meets Charles Connors. He's the head pastor's son, the mechanic next door, and everything Teresia should run away from. Their attraction is immediate. Their relationship is secret. But Charles comes with a history Teresia doesn't fully understand. Then she meets Jeannette Reyes. She becomes Teresia's new best friend. She's also Charles's ex-girlfriend, and whatever existed between them may not be as finished as Teresia would like to believe. Jeannette is also the mind behind The First Draft, a secret writing group that meets off campus and reads the kind of stories Teresia would never dare leave open on her desk at home. Teresia wants in. She wants to write something good enough to make them stop seeing her as the quiet church girl. The church wants Teresia pure. The writing group wants her honest. Charles wants her in secret. And Teresia wants too much of it all to walk away. ❤️ REVIEWS ❤️ Your story still pops into my head. I loved it. So different from everything I've read before - Eleanor of Corrupt Romantics

✧ Two souls. One love. A story of distance, fate, heartbreak, and a love they were never meant to have. 🤍 📖 Available on Wattpad & Stck.me ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ Keywords: #desiromance #slowburn #forbiddenlove #emotionalromance #wattpadstory #lovestory #fiction #hefellfirst © Copyright Reserved. Fictional story. Any resemblance to real people or events is coincidental. Do not copy, repost, translate, or reproduce without permission. Credits: Pictures belong to their respective owners; edits are mine. ✨

Welcome to The Wattpad HQ Community Happenings story! We are so glad you're part of our global community. This is the place for readers and writers to come to discover all the things we're doing to keep our community connected and inspired. From writer prompts to keep you motivated to weekly reading challenges, you'll find it all here.

Some secrets are buried for a reason.

"𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙖 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙤𝙛𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙣?" A story in which a girl works at bofurin as thier medic/fighter. But the true question that most townspeople are concerned is whether that is a good environment for a girl to study/work in. "𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙤 𝙤𝙗𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨..." The striking differences of the girl compared to the boys at bofurin were huge, how did a calm headed girl join a school filled with some hot tempered boys in protecting a town. However even if it isn't obvious, she has a hot tempered side to her as well. But she only lets it out if someone close to her is hurt or in danger. Does she have something she wants to fulfill? Or did she join for the thrill of it? [windbreaker x reader] written by: lululumine Rankings (Based on most impressive) #6 writer - 7/5/25 #7 ren - 11/9/24 #1 sou - 27/9/24

Amelia 'Amy' Delany struggles to live her New York dream of becoming a writer, whilst stuck in a dead-end job, feeling like she'll never escape it. Whilst trying to make a name for herself with her stories, she spends each night in the nearby Irish bar with her closest (and only) friends. As she navigates through her mid-twenties, some of those relationships develop into more than just 'old college neighbours' and 'drinking buddies'. * How I Met Your Mother fanfic bc I never see any and I love the show :) OC x Barney Stinson (Little bit of OC x Ted Mosby)

If you are looking for a place to deposit ideas or trying to find wonderful ideas for your next story: Well, you have come to the right place. Think of this as a collective workshop where authors interact with others, post new ideas, or get their inspiration. We aim to bring Percy Jackson fanfics to a higher and better level. #2 in Workshop (2/15/25)

Aurora Diggory was always seen as Cedric Diggory's shy twin sister or the girl the Weasley Twins were always with. However, to George Weasley she was so much more. Female OC x George Weasley Friends To Lovers/Slowburn

This will be a collection of poems and letters. Not really a story I have just created a correspondence between a lonely woman from a historical time period writing to an old friend. Channeling major Emily Dickinson vibes. There will also be some modern angsty stuff as well.

Jerome is a grounded senior editorial assistant who is literally fighting for his life and future. Balancing his high-stakes OJT at Veritas Publishing, winning the prestigious "Unwritten Voices" campaign is his ultimate ticket to get absorbed full-time post-graduation-and to finally prove to his bitter father that he can survive on his own terms through writing. Zero time for distractions, and definitely zero patience for high-maintenance campus royalty. Enter Sean-an insanely wealthy, famous, and dominant campus icon who is used to everyone yielding to his every command. But when a chaotic collision on the steel bridge scatters Jerome's manuscript drafts, Sean walks away with a single stray page of poetry. That stolen page does the absolute impossible: when Sean reads it aloud in Room 312, it causes a single tear to fall from his comatose father, Don Ramon-the first sign of life in months. Desperate for more, Sean tracks down the stubborn writer, expecting Jerome to fold under his status. Instead, Jerome puts his foot down. He forces the arrogant superstar to wear a visitor badge, keep quiet during office hours, and fall in line. Subordinated for the first time in his life, the playboy surrenders completely, becoming Jerome's most devoted, fiercely protective hype-man. A high-stakes, humbling BL romance about surrendering control, standing up to past scars, and finding love between the lines

Asher Blackwood moved to a small town named Maplecrest. On his way to school he stops at a coffee shop where a handsome stranger steals his coffee. And this stranger just so happens to go to the same school. And shares a locker with him. Will this stranger not only steal his coffee but also his heart? ~~ Hayden Fletcher,son of the well known architect Marcus Fletcher,has lived his whole life in Maple Crest. He's outgoing,smart and an artist at heart. He manages to keep his 'perfect' life together but then he meets a stranger with pretty brown eyes and he falls head over heals almost instantly. But will he be able to handle the pressure of his father's expectations to be the perfect son and take over his business and leave behind the boy he loves? Will he give his everything to the love of his life,even if that means facing his greatest fears?

A book of poems that describe feelings and situations you may relate to

A poetry book 📖 I put out whatever my heart desires to write 💌

The Second Time We Met follows Anna, an exchange student from the Philippines who moves to California and unexpectedly meets Ethan. What starts as a simple accident turns into a friendship, then a love that changes both of their lives. But after Anna loses her mother and discovers she has leukemia, their relationship takes a heartbreaking turn. Years later, Ethan unexpectedly meets someone who looks exactly like Anna and begins to question whether their story truly ended. The story is about love, loss, memories, second chances, and learning to let go of someone you still love.

By day, Ahana writes sweet romances and heart-wrenching tragedies. By morning, she meditates among her crystals in the quiet warmth of her flat. But deep down, her heart carries memories of a life and a love she has never actually lived. Abhimaan Sengupta, CEO of the Sengupta empire, is a man of unyielding discipline and sharp focus. Powerful, striking, and notoriously strict, his warmth is reserved strictly for his family until he crosses paths with a quiet writer whose presence stirs a strange, unexplainable familiarity within him. From a midnight prayer on the misty riverbanks of Varanasi to a hidden shrine in Vrindavan, his shadow has quietly guarded her. Neither speaks a word, yet every glance carries the weight of a forgotten promise. In a universe full of chaos, his presence is the only place her soul finally rests.

Sonnets of the Heart is a collection of verses woven from love, loss, hope, and wonder. Each sonnet captures a fleeting emotion, a cherished memory, or a whispered dream, transforming ordinary moments into timeless poetry. Through rhyme and rhythm, this collection invites readers to journey through the depths of the human soul, one sonnet at a time.