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When two persons met they connected instantly.. they fell for eachother.. It felt like it was "THE " perfect moment they are waiting for.. Everything was going on so smoothly that it felt like it was a dream.. well dats wen something unexpected happens.... Bouquet of roses ,glass of wine, cousins wedding drama, annoying siblings, best bestiess,supercool families amidst of all these it was the perfect time for them to fall in love again ... yeah u heard it right it's Again... So Will they finally have there happily ever after like all the other love stories.. to know join Arjun and Adithi' s story.. journey of their love where they learn to accept , trust,forgivee, change and most importantly lovee 💘

"Come closer," Adyant said softly. "Or should I?" Arya held her ground for exactly two seconds. Then he moved-and she stepped back. Once. Twice. The wall stopped her. "Adyant-" she began, but her voice lacked its usual bite. He noticed. Of course he did. "What?" he asked, quieter now. Not teasing-watching. That was new. He stepped closer, slower this time, like he was giving her space to stop him. She didn't. Her heartbeat turned traitor. Loud. Uneven. Arya shut her eyes, annoyed at herself more than him. "I don't do this," she said, barely above a whisper. A pause. "Neither do I," he replied. And that-more than anything-made her open her eyes. There was no smirk. No certainty. Just something restrained. Controlled. Chosen. That should've been her warning. Instead, she stayed. His hand brushed her wrist-hesitant for a fraction of a second-before he leaned in and kissed her. Not like a claim. Like a decision he wasn't used to making. -------------------- Every girl has grown up listening to stories of saviours and Prince Charmings. But she had decided to be her own saviour and be her own Princess Charming. She was not a princess but she got entangled with a Prince. Her beliefs and decisions were going to be challenged. Can she hold her fort? Or is she going to fall for the Charms of the Prince, after all? Or is there a middle way? Join me on this roller coaster journey of Arya and Adyant . Well, of course, it's a love story! ;) (Start date: 1st May 2021) Highest ranking- #3 in yourstoryindia #5 in lovehaterelationship #7 in domineering #13 in husbandandwife #9 in palace Note: The pictures used in the work do not belong to me.

The story highlights the influence of people on us. A person mirrors the qualities of the person he admires the most. The story is just another example of influence on 2 brothers.

Do you think getting caught in a lie is the same as telling the truth? Tell a lie once and all your truths become questionable. Aditi Anand is a very beautiful, talented and ambitious daughter of a poor family. She lives in Hill Valley Residence which is an upper class neighborhood of Dehradun because of her father who is a doorman of the residence. Since she is a bright student, she is able to get a full scholarship for the university. And ever since her first day there, she poses as a rich girl from a very wealthy family. Why? Because she is ashamed of telling people in her college who belong to rich families that she is a doorman's daughter. In the college, she meets a handsome and rich boy Daksh Rathod. Soon they become friends and Daksh starts developing feelings for her, not knowing who she really is. Ultimately, she also falls in love with him and is trapped in her own lies. Her series of lies never end and she goes on telling in order to be with him. But how long will she hide the truth? Read on to know more. ©2016, Sakshi Verma

There are two windows, a door and a cuff with chains, shackling me, presumably forever. Rebellion is my only hope of freedom.

male protagonist : I will do anything for you my love . I will keep away every fucking thing or person that hurts you . you are the light to my world jaan and a forbidden angel that i can't get.

I come from a country that has produced marvellous women like India Nooyi. .. Kalpana Chawla....Indira Gandhi.. yet fails to send half of its female population to school.. I come from one of the world's largest democracy yet helplessly watch a girl being married off at fifteen every now and then.... I come from a rich land where poor reside and this is MY story... IT is the story of every single girl in our land... YES, I MAY GET TO STUDY... Okay, I may not be Married off at thirteen ... No uncle may have harassed me but in dark corners of my country someone somewhere is!!!! I firmly believe things will change for the good..... I firmly believe we shall walk out the darkness and Even while i amsorrrounded by darkness... I WILL NOT LOSE FAITH!! I AM A 16 YEAR OLD GIRL Living in India. .. proud to call this country my home and this is MY story!!

Poems. For myself, of my moods, my life, just me and my feelings. Most of them are fictious (or are they?). I'll leave it to you readers, let your imagination wander.

HE LOVED SHE REFUSED SHE LOVED HE REFUSED BOTH LOVED FATE REFUSED #49 IN SPIRITUAL 25 SEPTEMBER 2016 #61 IN SPIRITUAL 23 SEPTEMBER 2016 #118 IN SPIRITUAL 21 SEPTEMBER 2016

"Have you ever seen a heart get pierced?" "I'd rather not," she answered. "Close your eyes if you do. Run away and don't look back. It scars you for life." ••• Jake Ryder, is a Runaway. His past is catching up to him and he's running away from it. He ended up at the airport, caught the first flight he could and didn't know where it was to. When Jake Ryder lands himself in NewYork, with Empty pockets, in Rags. He has no where to go. Life takes a turn. For the Good or the Bad? He doesn't know. One Car Crash, Finds him the right track of his Life and the Right People. Love. Betrayal. Tears. Tragedy. Past. Fights. Hopes. LIFE. All in 'ForEver Like That'

A ship carrying five Mercini's was on its way to harness the ice from Pluto when a hit with an asteroid forces it to crash-land on the Earth. Will the humans extend a hand of peace, or would the aliens pick up the guns? Will they be able to get back to their planet? Read the story to find out.

Henry Foster is faced with two worst possible situations in his life. An angry, ruthless terrorist mob at the border of the country he loves. An even more angrier, beautiful wife back at home who he loves more than himself. The time comes when he has to leave his newly-married life and leave to perform his rightful duties as a soldier. In the barren, snow-stretched wasteland, all he has is an old-fashioned landline to reconnect with the love of his life. And when she is too angry to even respond, he chooses to leave a voicemail each day for 99 days. And there begins a Tale of 99 Voicemails <3 ® All Rights Reserved

Meet Aisha Singhania, A teenager who is careful yet carefree, sarcastic yet sweet,sassy yet passive and full of life and dreams. Add four more weird, idiotic human beings whom she calls friends ,a typical Indian mother,an amazingly cool father, a protective elder brother and then what you would get to see is her so called normal life. With chaos and calm mixed together, she was like any other junior college student. Now , put Viaan Goenka, who has the charm of the boy next door; into the picture. That was where it all started, right from her teen days. Hop on this journey of Aisha, Viaan and their friends wherein they'll take you'll on a ride of life, fun, emotions and adulting! ----------------------------------------------------------- #1 in #teenageemotions as of 5.09.2020 #5 in #highschoollife as of 31.03.2023 #6 in #indianstories as of 19.03.2021 Copyright ©️ 2020 , @pen_poo09 All the copyrights have been reserved. Please do not try to copy this content in any manner. Though a Indian book, it can be read by everyone as it is in English. If at all any word or phrase is Indian, it would be explained at the end of the chapter 🙂 The book would contain mild cuss words 🙂

My deluded view on my first love

As he battles sleepless nights, fading hope, and the blurred line between reality and imagination, Raman must confront the truth about loss, guilt, and the promises we make to those we love - both living and dead. In a world where faith and fear walk side by side, can Raman find peace before the past consumes his future?

Does having a crush means only pain and hurt? If you asked me this question few years ago I would have said a yes until I met this person. The person with black spects, 32 perfectly aligned teeth, a smile that would brighten up anyone's day and a personality to die for. This story is about Yana Shades and Aaron Harris. Having a crush doesn't mean pain and hurt it means transforming into a better person each new day. So, what is a better person? The answer to this question is in these letters where Yana tells Aaron how he influences her to be what she never even thought of being. Aaron inspires Yana from waking up early in the morning with a smile on her face to waking up her from her dream world and biding people goodbyes with no hard feelings. This story is about Yana and her greatest strength Aaron who teaches her to accept herself with all her scars and wounds and also tells her to keep the past in the past. I hope y'all enjoy the story! #121 on 16th March

This story is the story of my life. A journal which captures my life as I , the crying queen of my boyfriend travel through the vista of years with him, at times crying out with the pain caused by the frictions of love while at other times crying out in his arms hugging him and thanking God to be so kind with us ! This story is of a perfect made for each other couple and of all you people when you feel you are with that person who shall keep you happy forever , with whom you spend those "perfect" moments , and when God gives you hiccups of fights and bitterness with the same cute lover of yours reminding you that love indeed is not a journey of hopping around in happiness. If you are in love , you got to feel the pain of it too ! Nevertheless that all seems gross when everything sorts off well and you are back in your partner's arms to start the journey again. To fall in love again :)

#1 in random 27th May 2016 #18 in fanfiction 14th September 2016 #4 in fanfiction 16th September 2016 Hi Friends I post One New Story of MaNan. It's written by My Friend Navya Mishra. So whole credit goes to Her I just post it here