writingsbyinklet

Hey there, my lovely readers!
          
          Tired of the usual mafia and CEO romances? Don’t worry—I’ve got something fresh for you! How about an Actor × Doctor romance?
          
          Yash Oberoi stood before the burning pyre of Aarya’s husband—the same man who had once been a powerful producer. As whispers filled the air, calling Aarya unlucky, rage burned through Yash.
          
          Without a second thought, he pressed his wounded hand against the glass, letting his blood flow freely. Then, in front of everyone, he filled her maang with his blood. As the fire crackled behind them, he lifted her into his arms and took seven sacred pheras around her husband’s burning pyre.
          
          Aarya’s world spun. Her mind couldn’t keep up with the madness unfolding before her. Before she could react—darkness consumed her, and she fainted.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/390832681?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=writingsbyinkletl

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@Alina_Anwar
          
          Pardon the interruption, lovely readers—I come in peace, with chai in one hand and a humble book in the other.
          (Okay fine, emotionally overwhelmed fictional characters are also involved.)
          
          Pardon the interruption, lovely reader—I come in peace, with chai in one hand and emotionally unavailable characters in the other.
          (Also, a humble request and a slightly dramatic love story.)
          
          There’s a girl who laughs too much, a boy who speaks too little, and a love story buried so deep—it forgot how to breathe.
          She smiled. He stayed silent. And somewhere in between… everything fell apart.
          Read Sargoshiyan—where love hides in glances, not grand gestures.
          
          This isn’t a story with fireworks on every page. Sargoshiyan isn’t loud. It won’t throw plot twists at you every five seconds. But if you’ve ever loved in silence, held your breath for someone who didn’t even notice, or smiled through a heartbreak no one knew about—this story might just feel like home.
          
          Yes, I know message boards aren’t for promos, so here’s my official apology—but also a tiny challenge:
          Read the first few pages.
          If it doesn’t whisper something to your heart… feel free to ghost me.
          But if it does… welcome to a story that won’t let go.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/390717266?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=Kayyvie