Nirvikawrites

Hey! Hope you are doing well.
          
          I wrote a new story named "A Girl Who skipped Herself". Would you spare your time in reading my book? Trust me, you won't regret reading it..
          
          Here's the summary:
          
          
          Varnika Akula was supposed to graduate. Supposed to build a future. Supposed to become someone. But somewhere between infatuation and obsession, she skipped a few things-classes, deadlines, and eventually, herself. Her world revolved around Ekansh Kandukuri, and by the time the illusion shattered, her grades were gone, her ambitions were dust, and she didn't recognize the girl in the mirror anymore.
          
          Left without a degree or direction, she takes a soulless job that chips away at her bit by bit. In the dull hum of office lights and the silence of her regrets, a thought claws its way back: What if it's not too late?
          
          The Girl Who Skipped Herself is a raw and haunting story about what happens when a young woman loses herself in the name of love-and what it takes to claw your way back from the wreckage. It's not about second chances handed to her-it's about the ones she has to fight for, bleeding and breathless.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/393043159?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=summer_moonlove

jyorytzzz

Hey Akshaya!
          
          Sorry for bothering you, if you have time and are interested in reading a South Indian cross-cousin's (Bava mardal) love story with telugu dialogues. Please check out my book.
          
          。⁠*✧ Cross-cousins, childhood sweethearts, trust issues, love, longing, misunderstanding, possessive female lead, sunshine male lead, and love marriage. ✧⁠*⁠。
          
          Vijay and Vennela both had feelings for each other from childhood, as time flew she decided to confess her feelings to him only to witness him on his knees before another, shattering her heart!
          
             Was his love a lie? Will Vennela trust and love him again or remain forever incomplete?? To know, read my book " Married To My Love".
          
          I appreciate your time, suggestions and hope you find my book interesting.
          
           I hope you will support me if you enjoy my book, leave a vote and comment ❤️.
          
          Thank you .
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/389303804?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=jyorytzzz

jyorytzzz

@jyorytzzz Thank you so much Akshaya!! Hope you enjoyed reading.
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jyorytzzz

@jyorytzzz Thank you. Looking forward to hear your thoughts, suggestions and Votes ❤️.
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HASINI_hasss

Hey sorry to post this here !! Would you like to read a unique Telugu story?
          
          ✨ Rebirth, Arranged Marriage, Cross Cousins, Businesswoman, Undercover Officer, with both of their memories intact but pretend not to, to know why read the story ✨
          
          Sita and Trinod are bound by fate, love, and a past they cannot escape. With Telugu dialogues and a blend of romance, mystery, and emotions, this story is worth your time!
          
          Read now: [reborn to love you again: one last chance]
          
          I promise you won’t regret it! ❤️
          
          If u don't like me Posting this here in u r board. U can delete it. But before doing it once read my prologue and then decide to the rest or not 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/390247094?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=HASINI_hasss

NightshadeAmaira

Hey love,
          
          With immense pleasure and gratitude, I want to thank you for your unwavering support throughout my journey of writing Arresting Hearts: Unexpected Bonds of Love. Today marks the completion of Arresting Hearts, and I couldn't have done it without readers like you. Your enthusiasm and support mean the world to me. Thank you so much. 
          
          With love,
          Your author,
          Amaira Nightshade