Spreadlove Stories

two lonely souls who are just like each other comes together....some accidents changes their lives. will their stars favor them? "STARS CAN'T SHINE WITHOUT DARKNESS." . . . . . NOTE: Female main character's name is changed to 'Aarya'. so don't be confused. (It was Aaliya earlier) Also as i have edited the book many paragraphs lost its comments thread. You all please vote and comment, I would love to read and respond to them. Thankyou and Happy reading :) spreadlove💙

Will Larry be able to go against his bully or will he give up. Read to find out

Born. Stigmatized. Hated. Laughed at. Degraded. Duaa, born in the slums of Islamabad, was forever a symbol. Always trying the best way to prove worthy for every other right that was justified for people of gender. And Duaa? Duaa just wanted to be considered human at least, even if genderless.

𝚒𝚍𝚔 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚑𝚑𝚊 !! 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒚 ♡︎

**Description: In the heartwarming tale "The Ripple Effect: A Tale of Kindness and Transformation," Maya, a young woman in a quaint village, believes in the profound impact of small acts of kindness. Through her inspiring project, "The Ripple Effect," Maya encourages her fellow villagers to spread love and compassion. As the village embraces her vision, peace and unity blossom, showcasing how even the smallest gestures can create waves of positive change. Dive into this touching story that celebrates the values of love, peace, and kindness, and discover how one person's compassion can transform an entire community.

The LGBT community has gone through a lot. They have lost someone special such as family or friends for being different. I wrote a book about how the LGBT community is treated and how they are not equal. They are humans too just like us and they should have the same rights as all. This book tells parts of bullying, suicides, and equality. If you are for the human rights for the LGBT a community, I encourage you to read this short book, share it, like it, and tell me how you feel about it. I feel that the LGBT community needs a voice so they can be heard, and that one voice can be yours. The unheard voices have a voice.

Article on Depression. Just read it.

bits and notes of toxic behaviors I notice.

Just figured that someone might need to hear this.......

Romi Groves is the sweetest and purest 14yr old girl you'd ever meet. Yet shes treated so badly. Abused and hated by her foster parents. Her life has been so horrible. Until she met Clara Jauregui. Will her life remain dead and cold or will it turn around completely? ➸ fp included *FOR MATURE AUDIENCES*

I absolutely adore El and I wanted to share some of my Eleanor/Elounor edits with you guys 😚. Let me know what you think of them. Would really appreciate your feedback ✌️

Love is the greatest emotion in the world. Every person is not that lucky to have love in their life. Some people are destined to have love. And all the love are not that passionate. It's very tough to find true and passionate love now a days. Love isn't supposed to be easy.It supposed to be worth it.

"Let's come to the point..Ms. Guddan Gupta..Will you MARRY ME?" He said What the hell did he said.. I looked at him blinking my eyes continuously at him, my jaw almost touching the ground.. His fingers came in contact with my chin and he closed my mouth and I was still looking at him, my eyes wide like saucers.. 'Marry me' his words echoed in my ears.. This man! He has this much audacity to stand here in front of me and ask me to marry and that too MARRY HIM.. I fisted my palms, controlling myself from lashing out at him.. I looked at the papers and then at him.. He was looking at me waiting for me to say something.. I took out my phone and googled something.. "Pen" I asked him rudely.. Now, it's his time to be shocked.. He opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out so he closed his mouth.. "Uncle!!" I called him rudely waving my hand in front of him.. "Pen..Pen maanga humne" I said to him.. He blinked his eyes few times and then gave me a pen taking out from his pocket.. I took the pen and write.. "9876xxxxxx PAGAL AKDU KHADOOS UNCLE" I wrote a number of mental hospital and the rest in big letters making it bold and clear.. I took his hand and just like he kept the papers on my hand..I kept it on his hand but more harshly.. ♡♡♡♡ Our Akshan is back ;) Peep in to join the journey of our Akshan from being poles apart to being one for forever❤ This book has just some things from the show.. It's an akshan story with their cute nok-jhoks and romantic moments and offcourse drama..enjoy! Thank you for giving your time to this story (trust me you will not regret) Do votes and comments..keep smiling :)))) Love ya all ♡♡♡♡♡

It's a short love story It ..happened in 3 weeks It's really a beautiful love story

As I sway with the tranquil zephyr, I let my skin benevolently nudge the soil, the pure soil of this sunflower garden... I lay down, the beaming rays of sun, for one last time, fell on the petals and I celebrated nature. The gift of God and the life that I chose... A traversing remorse through the veins, in the loving memory of the departed soul. How do I put my complex feelings into words? The start of summer and the fluttery hearts. With the setting sun, I planted my adulation. For him, with his memories. The melancholy in the melody of his voice, his eyes possessed a concealed spark, his fragrance that persistently drove me wild, he left a mystical sign on my red gown. Most of all, the beguiling memories that haunt me like an eerie ghost. We walked the rainy nights, we sailed through the light of moon, shadow by the water's edge. The vivid sunflowers which devotedly revealed the map towards my heart and he succinctly constructed a perennial home within me. Not that I would ever admit, but a lover that has been faded, is a lover who never loved. Lies. In my illustration, the meaning of lie is cryptic yet crystal clear. A lie is a legitimate way of keeping a heart enclosed and engraved to your selfish possession.A lie is said when you have already broken that one fragile individual who painted skies in your name, but you're in denial. When you do not hold enough courage to fervently accept your betrayal, your insensitivity that cut open someone else. Look, they are bleeding incessantly. Every moment spent together was beauty in it's own way. The breeze caused us to thank every bit of the universe. The day I eagerly and earnestly was waiting for, had finally arrived. The decked up day was supposed to bring in showers of vibrant jubilee, isn't it? Why was it so pulchritudinous yet so despondent?... Why did "love" take shelter under the vicious wind? Why did love become a destructive chronicle? Bizarre, as it is.

How "DAR"_shan and "SHAN"_aya found their love...

It is a story about a high class singer fallen hard for a small town girl. But maybe it was destined that they can't be together. A love story that remained incomplete. To know how their lives changed with the passage of time read the story. #spreadlove

"Actually, you are not mine. You don't belong to me, you are not mine." We are often told that 'a girl and a guy can never be just friends'.....but what if one of them loses their heart for other, even after knowing really well that they can never be together? "I can only dream of having you as my companion" the stereotype stays while the one in love thinks of it as they see them with love of their life "My eyes never get tired of gazing at your path Since it's in my destiny to wait for you" Started on ~ 17 March 2022 Completed on ~ 20 March 2022