_Inkwoven_Tales_2

Hey there, reader!
          I’ve got a new Wattpad story I’d love for you to dive into,
          
          Posting through my second account, all my stories are available on my main account.
          
          "Thakur's Obsession"
          (Yes, the name is enough drama, but wait till you meet him.)
          
          Meet Arjun Veer Pratap Thakur —
          The CM of Rajasthan, ruthless, regal, royal, untouchable.
          He doesn’t fall in love, he marks, he owns.
          "Rules are made by me. And broken only when I want."
          
          And then there’s Aanya Sharma,
          A dreamer with fire in her soul, free-spirited, fiercely soft.
          She wasn’t looking for trouble… but trouble found her.
          And now, she’s caught in his storm.
          
          If you're into:
          Dominant MLs who redefine obsession
          A rebellious FL who doesn’t bend easily
          Slow-burning chemistry + sharp tension
          Politics, power, and passion woven into one gripping plot
          
          Then you don’t want to miss this one.
          Read now → https://www.wattpad.com/story/395814792?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=_Inkwoven_Tales_
          
          Let me know what you think, your thoughts fuel my ink.
          
          And also try my other stories as well.

Meehira__writes

Greetings, dear reader. Firstly, I extend my apologies for entering your space without prior permission. Secondly, I kindly request you to peruse my work and share your thoughts on whether you find it enjoyable or not. The narrative revolves around an arranged marriage that isn't entirely conventional. I would greatly appreciate your feedback. As a new writer, your support is crucial for my improvement and motivation to produce more content. I believe you won't regret taking the time to read it. Thank you.
          
          A small part of my story
          
          The only individuals who remained unfazed by my phobia were Priya and my father. Initially, even Shivani used to be irked, but over time, she grasped the genuine nature of my struggle.
          
          Observing him in this understanding state, I felt a sense of peculiarity, and I won't deny, a subtle happiness. It was comforting to acknowledge that, at least, he showed a touch of empathy.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/357120903?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=Meehira__writes&wp_originator=ttBepLDckKrtwupSpGDEZpdp6JbQbVW2rwTsfPnzcMyN%2BeU29E9A7815G%2BHMEyJgfZdLrN893M8wEHWh8PnRKlLv4PoGb%2F3ZQ52PpOpI5iG2tvxXpha%2FdUeTNnKjTt