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𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ हीरे मोती मैं ना चाहूँ मैं तो चाहूँ संगम तेरा मैं तो तेरी, सैयां तू है मेरा सैयां सैयां तू जो, छू ले, प्यार से आराम से मर जाऊं आजा, चँदा, बाहों में तुमें ही गुम हो जाऊँ मैं तेरे नाम में खो जाऊं सैयां सैयां 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ "𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐢 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐤𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐢 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐞 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐡𝐮" "𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 " "𝐕𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐧 ?!" " 𝐈𝐟 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐠𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞 " "𝐌𝐚𝐚 𝐤𝐞𝐡𝐭𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐢 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐤𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐨" 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ #1 in Lucknow #1 in poetic #9th in Delhi #1 in cultural #1 in bestbookever #1 in classical music #15 in

"𝙀𝙠 𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙛 𝙩𝙤 𝙟𝙝𝙖𝙜𝙙𝙖𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙞" Anika Mirza - the only daughter of the Mirza family, spoiled in comfort and luxury yet lost in her own dreamy chaos. By day, she's the confident girl who does what she wants, unapologetically herself. But by night, she hides behind a pen name, spinning stories of love she secretly longs to live - the kind that exists only in her books. Between chasing fantasies and avoiding reality, she's constantly at war with one person: Aarush, her infuriating shadow, her lifelong rival, and the one who somehow always manages to get under her skin. Little does she know, the story she's been writing might just start with him. ... "𝙎𝙖𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙥𝙝𝙞𝙧 𝙗𝙝𝙞 𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙙𝙖𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙞" Aarush Siddique - the youngest son of the powerful Siddique family, charming, reckless, and far too carefree for someone with a past full of untold stories. Beneath the teasing smirk and playful banter lies a man who's seen more than he lets on. He lives for thrill - the roar of engines, late-night races, and the satisfaction of getting on Anika Mirza's nerves. What she calls irritation, he calls connection - because annoying her is the only way he knows to keep her close. The world sees him as the next CEO in line, but for Aarush, his real chase has always been her.

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. ---

Shubman gill vs devdutt padikkal "Two cricketers. One girl they shouldn't love. A war no one wants to win."

"මම මේ ලෝකේ ආසම ලස්සනට පිපිච්ච මලක් තියෙනවා, ඒ ඔයා. මම හැමදාම ඒ මලේ සුවද බැලුවා. ඉතින් ඒ මල තමයි ඔයා. මට ඒ මල මගේම කර ගන්න මට ඉඩ දෙනවද පුංචි මල??...." #8 in bestbookever - 2025/09/2

𝑯𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒓, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒊𝒙𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒚, 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒐 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅, "𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓼 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝔂 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮, 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓸 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼, 𝓽𝓸 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵...𝓯𝓾𝓬𝓴, 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓮 𝓽𝓸𝓸 𝓮𝔁𝓱𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓾𝓹 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝔂 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓭𝓮𝓯𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝓭𝓲𝓰𝓷𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓫𝓮𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓶𝓮!"

💌 प्रेम. इश्क. 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆....... Two girls leave their home chasing dreams, unaware that destiny has already chosen their pain. Ayanika and Roohi step into a new world filled with laughter, friendships, and moments that feel almost magical - until love turns into wounds and trust becomes something dangerous to give. Broken and frightened, they return to where they began, carrying scars no one can see. But destiny is never gentle. It brings them back to strangers wrapped in silence, shadows, and secrets - men with dark pasts, dangerous worlds, and hearts shaped by pain. Healing comes slowly, imperfectly, and at a cost. Because some bonds are written by fate, not choice. This is a story of destiny and destruction, love and fear, softness and darkness of endings that shattered them... and of the ending destiny chose to rewrite. Some parts are fiction. Some parts are real. ~ 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍.

In the old city of Bhopal, where the lakes mirror both moonlight and secrets, two names have always carried weight. Rathore. Malhotra. One is sunset-coloured pride, Rajput blood that still remembers the clash of swords and the smell of gunpowder from 1857. The other is midnight money, power that grew in the shadows after independence, built on construction contracts by day and whispered deals by night. They were never meant to touch. Colonel Vikram Singh Rathore once wore the olive green with honour, stood ramrod straight at the Republic Day parade, and taught his daughter that a Rajput's word is his fortress. Reyansh Malhotra learned early that fortresses can be bought, burned, or broken; and that the only word worth trusting is the one backed by fear. Between them stood forty lakhs, four years of interest, and one girl who sketched dreams in silk thread. Zara Rathore wanted to conquer runways. Reyansh Malhotra decided to conquer her. This is not a love story. It is the story of a debt that was never about money, of a ring that was slipped onto the wrong finger, and of a war fought in whispers, touches, and locked doors, where the only victory is surrender, and the only escape is falling. Welcome to the night the princess became the prize, and the monster discovered he still had a heart to lose. Turn the page. The lake is dark, the city is watching, and the story has already begun without your permission.

" and in the crowd of strangers, he never left my hand.. "

Ivy Marquez believes in love the way some people believe in prayers-quietly, stubbornly, even when it hurts. She's soft-hearted, too hopeful for her own good, and swears she won't fall for boys who'll ruin her. Christopher Gonzales wasn't supposed to be different. A boy with a broken past, a heart that still writes letters to someone who won't read them, and eyes that linger too long when he thinks no one's watching. But the more Ivy sees him, the more she realizes he's not the rumors. He's the kind of boy who makes her laugh until she forgets she's afraid of getting hurt. The kind of boy who makes her believe love is worth the risk. And for the first time, Christopher wants to risk it too. But love has bad timing. Cameron Palmer-her ex-knows exactly how to ruin things. And when Ivy finds out about the ghost of Christopher's first love, she starts to wonder if she's just another almost for him. She tries to forget him. He prays she'll come back. Because Christopher may have loved once before-but Ivy? She's his last.

"I will make your life a living hell," he growled, his steps deliberate as he closed the space between us. My heart pounded, my fists clenched, but I refused to back away. "If drag me to hell," I shot back, meeting his gaze with unwavering defiance, "don't forget- I will make you walk through it too." Amaar Zafar has it all-wealth, power, and success-but behind his towering empire is a man burned by betrayal. Once a devoted husband, his world crumbled when his ex-wife Myra left him for her childhood love. Since then, Amaar has hardened his heart, declaring love a weakness and women nothing but opportunists. Now a workaholic with a fiery temper, he avoids any emotional entanglements-until he crosses paths with Zaira Ameen. Zaira is everything Amaar despises yet can't ignore. Fearless and outspoken, she's a rebel with a golden heart, always ready to fight for what's right. But when Amaar discovers that Zaira's brother is the very man Myra cheated with, his fury reignites. Determined to exact revenge, Amaar devises a ruthless plan to destroy Zaira's happiness. By forcing her into a marriage of convenience, Amaar vows to make her life a living nightmare. But Zaira isn't one to bow down easily. As she fights to protect her family and her spirit, sparks fly, and hatred begins to blur into something far more dangerous. In a battle of hearts and wills, can revenge lead to redemption? Or will the wounds of the past destroy them both?

Living in a world of otherworldly portals that unleash catastrophic demons, Natsuya is rejected from the Hunter Program of the Cosmic Power Restoration Corporation (CPRC). But after a life-altering incident, everything changes. His reputation as "the Weakest" begins to fade, setting him on a path to rise, to grow, and ultimately to become a force remembered for erasing the demons that threaten existence itself.

" I love you avyansh forever and ever ... and ever "

"Stars" = represents purity, beauty, hope-like Akshu, who's dreamy, delicate, and full of light (emotionally and literally, with her singing and innocence). "Chaos" = stands for pain, storms, rules, intensity-like Abhi, who's strict, fiery, and deeply passionate, often dealing with turbulent emotions and tough situations. "Fell for" = means both falling in love and falling into a mess (romantic + emotional + literal collapse). So it subtly means: > A pure, shining soul fell in love with a storm-and together, they burned beautifully. More updates soon.....Stay tuned...!!!

❧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? ❦❧❦❧❦ Troupes 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 November 2025

"I will make sure to give you every thousand reason to fall for me, so that you believe that this human is only made for this gorgeous goddess standing over here....." her head snapped towards me. "That means.... Prof. Garvit Singhania is only made for Prof. Sunidha Kashyap." I completed to which her eyes shone in delight after hearing me out. "Humein iss shadi se koi aitraz nahin hai." And here my heart who was throbbing because of fear soon began to do summer sault out of happiness. "And I would also love to write my name with yours." she said merrily, making me my scratch my neck of of shyness as I felt my ears grew hot and red.. ★ ° . *　°　.　°☆ 　. * ★ ° :. ★ ○ ° #1 in book of poems. #15 in best book ever

"She was a girl exhausted by her own thoughts, shaped by a world that touched her too deeply and molded her into someone she never meant to be. She didn't believe in love anymore - she was just trying to survive." "He was a man of his word, quietly in love with her, wanting nothing more than to ease her pain. He loved her deeply, yet knew nothing about the scars she carried. Still, he could feel that something had happened to her-something she never spoke about."

আমার অনুভূতিগুলো...

Iris Whitmore wasn't looking for adventure, she barely had time to breathe. She was a workaholic girl who didn't even have time to look after herself and was too hungry for success. But one night, one shooting star and time charm changes everything. She wakes up and finds herself in a different time, the past that only existed centuries ago. It was a time full of kingdoms, swords, crowns, loyalty, secrets, whispers and dangers. And that's where she meets Leo Hale. He was a man she felt strangely safe with. He was a man who was almost good at everything. He was a man full of kindness, warmth and gentleness. A man who protected her, without any hesitation. Their connection grew slow, soft and impossibly beautiful. They shared happy moments, stole glances secretly and created memories that time itself seems to stop for them. But destiny is merciless, Because Iris didn't belong to that world. As dangers get close, to survive, she must return to her own time... even if it means leaving behind the world, she finally feels seen. Even if it means forgetting the man who would burn the kingdom to keep her safe. Caught between impossible love, she must choose. But one thing was certain... the moment she arrived, History began to change

Worlds split. Realms bleed. And through it all flows Prāṇna - the breath of life-the last thread holding existence together. Only the rarest warriors can master it, soul-forging weapons with focus so absolute that a whisper of doubt shatters it. Each strike carves a piece of their life. Here rivers remember. storms listen. stone itself may rise to protect... or crush. A place where heroes are not born but forged in fire, in silence, in sacrifice. When the sky stops mid-breath and the wind chokes on silence... the next chapter is about to be written in blood. Because beyond the light stands Kali, the Devourer of Ages - his hunger so vast, even time gnaws its tail to escape him, and his blood-clan, the Corrupted Lords bound by fragments of his will, his shadow touches every corner of the realms. Face them all... -and the world itself may hold its breath.