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"Come on, give me your bag. I'll carry it." Navika frowned. "Why? It's not even heavy." Yug smirked, slinging it over his shoulder anyway. "Because sometimes, Miss Sharma... Apka stress kam karna he, meri life ka happiest moment ban jata hai." (Because sometimes, Miss Sharma... reducing your stress becomes the happiest moment of my life.) _______________________________________________ 💗💗Update Schedule: Every Monday 💗💗 _______________________________________________ This isn't your usual mafia/CEO/forced marriage Wattpad plot. It's a slow burn. It's messy. It's full of drama. And maybe, just maybe, it'll destroy your "delulu" about Mr Perfect or Miss Elegant. Because sometimes... love isn't about perfection. It's about finding magic in the most unexpected places. Getting comfort, in the people you don't wanna even see, or maybe you do, just you don't admit it. _______________________________________________ Navika Sharma: polite until pushed, gentle until challenged, and lethal when she chooses to be. Brain sharp, humor sharper. A computer science girl who doesn't shout - she wins Yug Arora: the quiet guy until something pokes his emotions - then it's blunt honesty, restless loyalty, and panic hidden under bad jokes. A tech-smart, socially-confused boy who acts tough, feels too much, and melts the second Navika steps in. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Navika × Yug ~ NAVYUG: a new era ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She is the symbol of dedication. He is the beat of the dance floor. Her comfort zone is novels. His leisure time is gaming. She can rule with her eyes. He can ruin with his words. ***Tropes *** ⁎Enemies-to-Lovers (one-sided) ⁎Opposites Attract ⁎Fated to Meet ⁎He Fell First. She fell harder ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Same college. Same branch. Zero idea how love sneaks in. But when it did, it hit like bliss-UNTIL DESTINY HAD OTHER PLANS. .... Will destiny separate them? Or love will find its NAVYUG?

It's the 1940s, Bucky Barnes has survived the war, Steve Rogers survived the crash. He takes and picks up Rebecca from school everyday. Before going to pick up his younger sister, he pops into the local Café for a quick pick-me-up coffee. But one day it's different. There is a girl in the corner, huddled up with a book, looking like she's deep in another world. Bucky recognised her, but who was she? and where did he know her from? Steve will know, it's one of his weird hidden talents.

Mixed platter of short romance stories that will hopefully bring a smile on your face!

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.

SHABAM!! You've been isekai'd into the world of Jujutsu Kaisen!! Although your life before had been nothing but simping and living....how the hell do you plan to survive this one Snack-chan? Be forewarned that this story has no plot and its really just me expressing how fucking hilarious I am.

𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝-𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞...𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬.𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞.𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐬𝐨, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭.

"I just can't think straight when it's about you Deepika, why do you do this to me? " says Arjun looking straight into her eyes. "I am not doing anything, Arjun. It's you. It's you who is confusing the shit out of me" she hisses back. In the heat of the moment he pulls her close in one move, lifts her chin and presses his lips against hers aggressively. She pulls back cheeks flushed and all shocked. "I think I like you", He says. This is the story of Deepika and Arjun. What do you think created all the confusion. This is a really cute college romance, tag along to have a good time with our cutest leads. Updated weekly on sundays

hello!! no this isn't roleplay. imma just explain everything in the first chapter :) no, i dont have a madoka magica concept, despite the cover.

"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬. 𝐒𝐨 𝐢𝐟 𝐈'𝐦 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡... ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇ ᴍʏ ꜱᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴍɪɴɪᴛᴜᴇꜱ?" 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞? It doesn't knock. It breaks in. "𝐎𝐨𝐨 𝐏𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐲..𝐎 𝐏𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐲...𝐉𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐍𝐚𝐳𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐊𝐚.. 𝐏𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐮𝐚." (Adnan Dhool) They weren't looking for love. They were just trying to make it through school. But fate had other plans. 𝐀𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐫-𝐞-𝐌𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐚𝐭 × 𝐅𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐫-𝐞-𝐌𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐚𝐭 A prisoner of the heart. A worshipper of it. Two kinds of love in one story.

Tess has always been quiet, lost in her books, and invisible to most of the school-but then Bradley notices her. Popular, kind, and somehow effortlessly warm, he makes her feel seen in a way no one else ever has. Suddenly, the quiet corners of the library and the crowded hallways feel different, full of stolen glances, small smiles, and moments that make her heart skip a beat. Tess begins to realize that maybe she's not as invisible as she thought, and that feeling... being noticed... is more thrilling than she ever imagined. As friendship slowly turns into something more, Tess finds herself drawn to Bradley in ways she never expected. Between flirty smiles, whispered jokes, and moments that feel too perfect to be real, she starts to wonder if maybe the boy who noticed her first might also be the one who can't be forgotten. But slow-burn love isn't simple, and both of them are about to learn that letting yourself fall-and being seen-is the most exciting, terrifying, and unforgettable part of all.

They call her ugly. He calls her rotten. So why can't she stop loving him? Keira Brown has everything money can buy and nothing that matters: her family's attention, her friends' sincerity, and Ethan Watts's heart. To survive, she befriends the very girl he loves, trading her dignity for crumbs of his presence. But in the brutal economy of middle school popularity, every choice has a price. And Keira is about to discover that the cost of a borrowed friendship might be her last shred of self-respect. A story of toxic love, twisted friendship, and the search for a self-worth no one else can see.

Jahseh x Y/N love story you and Jahseh/ Xxxtentaction

Stories that may or may not be inspired by real events or people.

Chaotic thoughts, messy feelings, zero filter-welcome to my brain. Random thoughts, rants I can't keep to myself, moments that made me laugh, cringe or think, it's all here. This, That & Everything Else is basically me putting my notebook online. Honest, chaotic, sometimes funny, sometimes deep, and always unapologetically me.

This is for everyone who stayed too long in a friendship that was slowly breaking them. I know what it feels like to be attached. To go back every single time, even when you know you're being hurt. I had a friendship like that. One where I gave everything - and lost myself in the process. Now, step by step, I'm finding my peace again. And maybe my story can help you find your peace too. You're not weak for staying. But you're strong for choosing yourself.

The female lead, Ji-Ha fell at first sight, for the person who saved her. later, it turns out, its her boss. on the male lead side, it was not in his bucket list to fell for anyone. But, he did, anyway. As secrets unfold and emotions grow, will their differences tear them apart, or will love bring them together? seek peek:---> Jiha: "You always seem so distant, like you're hiding something... or someone." Taehyung: "Maybe I'm just waiting for someone who isn't afraid to get close enough to find out." Jiha: "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" Taehyung: "Because every time I do, I find something new that draws me in."

Does love arrive in waves or crash all at once? Does love lie in a moment, or does it become the entire story? How long does it take to see every piece as something connected, something whole? Maybe only when you write it unfiltered- when you pour your heart and recognise your life- is when you realise your story, and the people in it.

Dubai မြို့ကို ရောက်ရှိနေတဲ့ ကျွန်တော်ရဲ့ အဖြစ်အပျက်များကို အခြေခံကိုးကားပြီး ဖန်တီးထားတဲ့ ဟာသဝတ္ထုတစ်ခုဖြစ်ပါသည်။ ဇာတ်လမ်းထဲမှာ ပါဝင်သော Character များမှာလည်း ကျွန်တော်သူငယ်ချင်းများကို အနည်းငယ် ကိုးကားပြီး ဖန်တီးထားချင်းပင်။ Dubai မြို့မှာ ကြုံတွေ့နေရတဲ့ အခက်အခဲများနှင့် တလွဲများကို ဟာသအနေနဲ့ ပြောင်းလဲကာ ရေးထားသောဝတ္ထုဖြစ်သောကြောင့် Dubai ကို ရောက်ရှိ‌နေကြသော ညီအစ်ကို မောင်နှမများ သဘောကျမယ်လို့လည်း ယုံကြည်ပါတယ်ခင်ဗျ။ စာဖတ်ဝါသနာပါသူများကို ပျော်ရွှင်စေလိုသည်။ ကသ - ဝတ္ထု

These are the poems I've written when no one was looking. Some are quiet. Some are messy. All of them are pieces of me. For anyone who's ever felt unseen, unheard, or just... human.

By twenty-five, you're supposed to have either a husband or an explanation. I have neither. My name is Abhilasha. It means desire in Sanskrit. This has aged badly. I am twenty-five and not married, which means every achievement I have is now considered a hobby. Something I'm doing until my real life arrives-with a photographer and too many relatives. In my house, age is not a number. It is a reminder. Repeated. Daily. Casually. My mother doesn't ask why I'm not married anymore. She sighs. Like I've forgotten something important at the grocery store. "We just want you to be settled," she says- the way people talk about gas cylinders. This is not a story about marriage. It's about a woman learning that her life does not begin with a wedding.