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Aarivaan: Broody, royal, dangerously handsome... basically the kind of professor who makes hearts skip lectures. Aarvika: Clumsy, chaotic, ridiculously charming... basically a one-women storm of trouble. He glares, She trips. He scolds, She laughs. He tries to stay serious... she ruins it with a single smile. A classroom of rules, a girl full of chaos, and a grumpy professor who never knew silence could be so loud. Will Aarivaan survive her disaster-like charm... or will he finally fall for the noise he can't ignore? Fair Warning: May cause uncontrollable laughter, swooning, and an unhealthy obsession with one Aarivaan.

✨ "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💋

****** "Sometimes it gets really bad and the voices get too loud so I just blow my brains out for a couple of hours of peace." I blurted out. He looked at me like he was in pain. That's dumb, I'm the one with the pain here, don't look at me like that. "Don't look at me like that" "Like what?" "Like I'm a pathetic loser who needs thoughts and prayers." "That's not how I'm looking at you." "Sure it is." "No. I just think it sucks that you have to deal with all that and also be disliked by most other people. I think you deserve someone who would understand you and give you the comfort you need to make it all more bearable." I looked at him and blinked. My lungs felt heavy and my jaw clenched. I swallowed slowly and blinked again. He put down his fork and licked his lips, looking into my eyes the whole while. {Are we about to kiss right now?} ****** *Alternating between Deadpool and Spider-Man POV, a story of practical strangers-turned friends-turned lovers. spideypool (I do all the art myself btw, using references from the comic books.)

In the prestigious halls of Delhi public School , where ranks matter and reputations are everything , two rule the academy battlefield . MISHIKA OBEROI - the quiet , new admission, introverted topper shy , short - tempered, and fiercely determined to top . Books are her safe place , and emotions are something she'd rather keep locked away. And there's AHAAN SINGHANIA - the charming , confident headboy of the school . Cold hearted, effortlessly briliant, and annoyingly perfect . An extrovert who owns every room je walks into with those sharp amber - brown eyes and that arrogant smirk . They are academic rivals , constantly competing for the number one spot . Every test becomes a war Every glance is a challenge. Every encounter ends in a argument. But somewhere between heated debates , stolen glances across classrooms , and silent moments neither of them can explain........ rivalry begins to blur in to something far more dangerous Because sometimes , the person you hate the most is the one your heart chooses the first And in a battle of ego , ambition and hidden feelings , the biggest question remains - What happens when your greatest rival becomes your most beloved one ? Tropes : • Academic Rivals • Enemies x lovers •Headboy x topper •Extrovert x Introvert •Grumpy x Sunshine •Opposite attracts •He fell first and harder •Ceo x Neurosurgeon

"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.

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.

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

Oliver William 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.

18-year-old Nikhil Joshi lives with only two goals...to become India's greatest journalist and to avenge his father's death. Fearless, rebellious, and dangerously stubborn, Nikhil is the kind of boy people are warned to stay away from. He's rude, reckless, quick-tempered, and has a habit of getting into trouble. Most people find him intimidating. He prefers it that way. Then Naina moves in next door. After losing both her parents in a tragic accident, Naina comes to live with her masi . The cheerful, bubbly girl she once was disappeared with them. Now, she's quiet, withdrawn, and just trying to survive one day at a time. The last person she should be drawn to is Nikhil. The arrogant boy with a sharp tongue, a dangerous reputation, and a talent for turning every situation into chaos. Yet beneath all his rough edges is a boy who refuses to give up, no matter how hard life hits him. Slowly, his stubbornness, unexpected humor, and fierce way of protecting the people he cares about begin bringing Naina back to life. And somewhere along the way, she falls for him. But Nikhil doesn't. Not because she's not enough, but because revenge has consumed so much of him that he no longer knows how to make room for love. Between a boy haunted by the past and a girl learning how to live again, an unexpected story begins. They were complete opposites. Yet somehow, they became each other's weakness....

Impetus: The force with which a body is driven or impelled.... Nascar superstar, MIKEY ANGELO suffers a harsh fall from grace after an accident that nearly kills him. But his brush with mortality pales to that of his brush with humility, and worst of all, anonymity as he follows the long road back to the apex of racing glory with an improbable run for the F1 World Championship. START YOUR ENGINES... BUCKLE UP... AND HANG ON TIGHT for this high-octane 'speed-saga' of life, death, love, sex, money, and endurance, all in pulse-pounding pursuit of the ultimate prize - with every delicious reward it contains: Glory. Adulation. Fame... and one more thrilling victory lap in the coolest, fastest car.

Two quiet souls One slow story A bond that grows as they grow "Strangers to friends... and slowly, softly, something more. " Aryan her father's bestfriend's son. Aryan mature before age, observant, handsome, good untill it comes to his amaira. Amaira introvert, kind, blushing mess, shy. Happy ending.💗 Read if you don't like trauma 😙. (Complete book) 📚 And also it's my first book i thought it would be easy because what could I have to do just think and write but after writing this whole book now I got to know how much time it wants, how much patience it wants. Hushh! I swear guys it's hard heads off to all the writers 🙆‍♀️.

This story shows how both women and men can suffer in marriage. It will explore what happens when someone marries for another person's gain or to fulfill a parent's last wish. Often, when a divorce happens, people blame the man, but the woman can be at fault too. The story follows two people from childhood to adulthood. From being orphaned to enduring painful marriages. It is a journey of hardship, resilience, and ultimately, rediscovering themselves and marriage as a whole.

This is the second part to the first one, which I originally created in late 2022 (it doesn't say that on the story due to a glitch from a while back). I'm so proud of all of these stories, and I love all of you so much. :) Just like the last book, these oneshots will include genres such as lemon, fluff, lime, angst, littlespace, and omegaverse. I do take requests, and the format to put those in is written in the introduction chapter. I'm generally inconsistent and get writer's block a lot, so you'll have to be patient with me in that regard. With all of that said, enjoy!

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.*

Some betrayals don't shatter you instantly. They ruin you slowly. Behind the glittering smiles, whispered promises, and stolen moments, lies a truth powerful enough to destroy everything they ever believed in. She trusted with her whole heart. He loved while drowning in secrets. And somewhere between love and lies, their world began to burn. When hidden truths crawl out of the shadows, loyalty turns fragile, relationships begin to crack, and every heartbeat starts echoing with betrayal. Because sometimes- the people you would die for are the very ones who ruin you.

𝑴𝒂𝒊 𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒒 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒊 𝒊𝒋𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒕 𝒓𝒂𝒃 𝒔𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒂 𝒉𝒖𝒏...... _________________________________________ ୨୧Dark-Soft rom-com book!༊*·˚ Part - 1 ___________________________________________________ Ek shaadi. Ek choti si mulaqat. Aur ek naam... jo bhoolna mushkil tha. Akshat Singhania - topper, introvert, disciplined and a person with big dreams. Mahi Malhotra - intelligent, sweet, little chaotic, savage... and 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

𝐀𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀 × 𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐍 "What's so special about me?" Aashvika asked, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes locked onto vivaan's with an unspoken longing. Vivaan's gaze softened, his eyes tracing the contours of her face as if memorizing every detail. A gentle smile playing on his lips, and for a moment, the world around them melted away. "You are that serenity people search for their entire lifetime, only to find it in heaven- that elusive peace they're told awaits them after they're gone. But i found it already, in you. Your eyes are like those unfathomable oceans where i'd willingly drown, forever lost in their depths, mesmerized by the secrets they hold, the mysteries they whisper to my soul. Your voice is like a soothing melody that flows from Krishna ji's flute, a symphony that calms my soul." __________________________________ AASHVIKA SINGHANIA, a 23 year old woman who's an event planner, making magic happen for others while her own life stayed simple and grey. Love seemed like a luxury she couldn't afford, not with her family depending on her. So she'd closed that door, focusing on being the strong one her loved ones needed. VIVAAN MALHOTRA, on the other hand, was the master of his domain- a corporate empire built on logic and steel. At 25, he'd perfected the art of detachment, his emotions locked away behind a wall of ice. Or so he thought. Until he met Aashvika, and suddenly, his carefully constructed world tilted on its axis. She felt like home- like the missing piece he'd been searching for without even knowing it. And Vivaan, the man who'd forgotten how to feel, was now drowning in emotions he couldn't quite grasp. __________________________________ A lovestory of two souls that redefined the definition of love. Two souls that didn't just love each other but worshipped the beauty in each other's flaws💌✨ ______ Jump into the story to know more! ~Avantika🌷✨ #1 in "Oldschoolromance"

Prelude of Shiv-Shakti [Standalone] Arranged marriage.

To all my sunshines out there who fell for their guy best friend... I got you, okay? 🌻 That's all I'm going to say for now. The rest? You'll have to find out yourself. Welcome to "Stupid, It Was Always You." 🤍

𝗧𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀- 𝗪𝗵𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘂𝗱𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝘄𝗮𝘆. 𝗙𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻 𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗽𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗲𝘁 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿. 𝗠𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘀𝗽𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁. 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 A desi multi-couple rom-com- Fifty Shades of Rishtas. This is an intellectual property of the author. Unauthorized copying, reproduction, adaptation, distribution, or use of any part of this work without permission is strictly prohibited.