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Rishank Agnihotri had spent five years refusing every marriage proposal his mother brought for him. Until one day, he finally gave up because five years of his mother's constant nagging, emotional pressure, and endless attempts to find him a wife had finally left him with no energy to argue anymore. He imagined his soon-to-be wife would be quiet, reserved, and someone who knew how to mind her own business-someone who wouldn't disturb the carefully controlled life he had built for himself. He couldn't have been more wrong. Because Saanvi Taneja was nothing like the woman he had imagined. She was loud, chaotic, dramatic, hopelessly clumsy-and a heart surgeon who somehow managed to bring chaos everywhere she went. She liked crowded places. He preferred staying in his room. She laughed loudly. He found noise even in silence. She was an extrovert. He was more introverted than the word *introvert* itself. She tripped over her own feet and somehow found a new way to embarrass herself every day. He was a walking definition of perfection. She was a complete mess. He was obsessed with order. She believed in love. He believed in duty. She entered the marriage with hope. He entered it with responsibility. Two completely different people, tied together by a marriage neither of them had expected to turn into something real. But what happens when duty slowly begins to feel like comfort? When responsibility starts feeling like attachment? And when the woman he never wanted in his perfectly organized life becomes the one person he cannot imagine living without? Will Rishank ever learn to love the woman who brought chaos into his carefully controlled world? Or will their clashing personalities and unspoken expectations destroy the very relationship that fate forced them to build? Dive into the chaotic, heartwarming, and unexpected journey of Saanvi and Rishank. 𝑲𝒉𝒖𝒅𝒂 𝒋𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒊 𝒇𝒊𝒅𝒂 𝒉𝒖𝒏

Hiii guys!! 🥹🖤 It's K-pop _kookoo, the author behind Kpop_blackbullet! Okay, so I wanted to make this little space for you guys because... why not? 😂🫶🏻 Welcome to The Feelings Box 📦💌 And honestly, you can write ANYTHING here. Want to tell me about a story you liked? Want to tell me what kind of story you want me to write next? 👀 Have a story idea? Tell me! Want to suggest a character or a plot? Go ahead! Want to share something that happened to you? You can. Want to rant about something? DO IT. 😭😂 Or maybe you just want to leave a random thought in the comments. Literally anything. 🫶🏻 You can say: "I want a story like this..." "I want this type of character..." "Please write a story about..." "I liked this part..." "I didn't like this..." "This happened to me..." Whatever you feel like saying, put it in the box. 📦🖤 This isn't just my space. It's yours too. 🥹 So don't overthink your comment, don't worry about making it perfect, and don't be shy. Just come here and write whatever you want. 💌 I'll be reading. 👀🖤 Okayyy... THE FEELINGS BOX IS OPEN!!! 📦😭✨ - K-pop _kookoo 🖤 Author of Kpop_blackbullet

𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐛 - 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞! 📖✨ Step into a little corner of Wattpad where stories become obsessions, fictional characters become our favourites, and every plot twist gives us something to scream about. 💌 Here, we'll dive into captivating stories, share honest reviews, obsess over unforgettable characters, discover hidden gems, and talk about the books that refuse to leave our minds. From heart-fluttering romances to dark secrets, unexpected twists, and beautifully written worlds - there's always another story waiting to be explored. We'll support new & underrated writers whose stories deserve more attention and helping their good stories to gain visibility, reach & more readers. Giving promising writers a platform to showcase their work ♡ So grab your favourite book, bring your theories, your recommendations, and your "JUST ONE MORE CHAPTER" energy. 🫶🏻 Read. Review. Rant. Recommend. Repeat. Because here, we don't just read stories - we live them. ♡

Broken, Yet Chosen A Nigerian Islamic Novel Novel by Aishat Yusuf The Crescent Library and Pixels Maryam thought she knew her life. She had a loving family, a father she trusted, a mother who had always protected her, and a quiet life in Ilorin. But when her father suddenly falls seriously ill, a forgotten secret from twenty seven years ago begins to unravel. An anonymous message sends her searching for answers. A hidden box reveals a letter bearing her name. A mysterious man named Idris claims to be her biological father. Then Maryam discovers something far more disturbing: the brother she never knew existed may still be alive. As old photographs, missing records, buried promises, family betrayals, and painful memories begin to surface, Maryam is forced to question everything she has ever been told about her birth and the people she loves most. Who was really protecting her? Who was lying? Who took Yusuf? And why had someone spent nearly three decades trying to bury the truth? Caught between a past she never chose and a future she can no longer predict, Maryam must learn that some wounds are not meant to destroy us. Sometimes, being broken is where the journey to becoming chosen begins. A story of family, betrayal, faith, hidden identities, grief, forgiveness, and the kind of strength that grows quietly after everything falls apart.

It started with an innocent crush in middle school - a boy in Class 7 who fell in love with a girl from Class 8. She had someone else in her heart, but he never gave up. When she said no, his world broke, yet his love never truly ended. Years later, new people entered his life - one girl who looked like his first love, friends who betrayed him, and moments that shaped him. Through heartbreak, manipulation, and pain, he learned one truth: love can burn, but ambition can heal. Now he's no longer the same boy. He's becoming a man who wants nothing but success - a millionaire who chooses peace over love, silence over drama, and strength over heartbreak. A story of first love, betrayal, ambition, and self-rebirth.

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"Zay..you..you hurt...me again....again.....all those times were lies?" I said in shock and said in sobs as I see Zayn in bed with Neomi

Si Kairo ay ayaw sa taong laging libro ang pinagtutuunan ng pansin. Gusto nito na siya lang ang laging pinagtutuunan ng oras. Ayaw niya rin sa taong puro cellphone lang ang ginagawa. Hanggang sa isang araw may nakilala siyang babae na mahilig magbasa ng libro kagaya ng mga wattpad. Magugustuhan niya kaya ang babaeng ito kahit puro libro at cellphone ang hawak? O, mas pipiliin pa rin nito ang babaeng hindi puro libro at cellphone ang hawak?

They say love fades, but what if it's written into forever? This is not just a poem-it's a reminder. A whisper for the muses, the almost-lovers, the ones who were seen deeply but loved quietly. Because when a writer loves you, you live in their words. When a poet aches for you, you become rhythm. And when a painter captures you, you bloom on canvas long after you're gone. Before you die, experience the love of an artist. It's not always loud-but it's eternal. This piece is for every soul who ever made someone feel enough to be remembered through art. Read it. Feel it. Maybe even find yourself in it.

Open ❌ Judging ❌ Closed ❌ Entries for participants and judges will be accepted until 10th January 2019🕐 Want to be recognised🐣? Want something new that is good to read📚? Well, you have come to the right place. Whether you are a writer📜 or a reader📑, there is something you might enjoy in this book. To find out more, please go ahead and open it 📖 Affiliations: @SimpleCommittee @MajesticAwards

Hello guys i'm actually using my Moms phone y?cause she is using my phone and she is playing tongits go, so I decided to borrow her phone for a while, but since im borrowing her phone gonna start writing A ❤️ Story between Y/N aka the Reader, A Singer and a TikToker, and Camilo Madrigal hope you guys enjoy!!!:)❤️

We all sometimes feel tired and too exhausted, hopeless and demotivated,like what's the purpose of our life and what will we gain eventually after doing all what we do... What's the use of living if we loose our loved ones.

SAD STORY, ROMANCE

Falling inlove with a Wattpad Reader? Kamusta ka kaya kung ganyan ang magiging girlfriend mo? Struggles or puro happiness?

It's still on going and not completed yet. But I would appreciate some views I guess.... And a vote. Please, thank you <3

Wrote this to my special lady out there waiting for me

Hey there, fellow Wattpadder! I'm about to launch my Young Adult Office Romance set in India-a story full of workplace banter, slow-burn chemistry, and relatable desi vibes. Before it drops, I'm opening my DMs and comments for Read-for-Read, Comment-for-Comment, and authentic connections with writers like you. If you're also working hard on your story and want real readers (not just ghost reads), I'd love to support your work-with the promise that you'll check out mine once it's live. Let's build a small, engaged reader circle before our stories even go public.

Isang simpleng araw ang nagbago sa buhay ni Coral. Sa kanyang paglalakad papuntang paaralan, hindi niya alam... doon pala magsisimula ang kwento ng pag-ibig na hindi niya inaasahan.

Love in the Time of Ashes is a collection of timeless tales, each set in a world where empires rise, loyalties are tested, and hearts beat against the echo of destiny. Across shifting sands and moonlit corridors, each story holds a single thread: a love caught between what is and what could be. In palaces and battlefields, quiet gardens and crumbling temples, strangers meet, promises are made, and the winds of fate stir. Some loves arrive softly, others burn like comets-but all leave their mark. These are stories where choices shape kingdoms, where devotion takes many forms, and where the heart, though uncertain, always dares. Let the past breathe. Let the fire speak. And let love find its place-where time forgets, but feeling remembers.

a poem, wrote at 3 a.m. (inspired a little by "Cats" by mitski)