Author_chaand

Hi , guys if you want to read some indian transmigration story . This Story is for reborn , mafia princess stuff lovers .https://www.wattpad.com/story/413937440?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=pandabear0 

Heyyy sitarooooo, actually my phone got stolen and all of my accounts,drafts was in that phone so now I have  got my new phone so I'll update chapter by Tommorow night as I have to write them again as I write the drafts in my google notes so thank you for understanding and supporting and sorry for being inconsistent.

author_chaand's phone was damaged, so she won’t be able to post updates for a few days. Please be patient. She'll come back soon enough. 

Hey 
          It's been so long no updates for her unexpected groom....

I am looking for beta readers for my book. Would you be interested in reading it and sharing your thoughts
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/412526590?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_story_home_section&wp_page=home&wp_uname=Nikkiiiii308

 Looking for a slow-burn college romance with a childhood crush, second chances, and a hero who’s not the same boy she remembers?
          
          Under Better Circumstances follows Aadhya, an IIT freshman starting over after a difficult few years. She expects college to be a fresh start—until she runs into Divyam Thakur, her childhood crush and her best friend’s older brother.
          
          The problem?
          
          The gentle, smiling boy she admired growing up is gone.
          
          In his place is someone distant, guarded, and almost unrecognizable.
          
          ✨ Childhood crush
          ✨ Best friend’s older brother
          ✨ Second chance romance
          ✨ IIT/college setting
          ✨ Dual POV
          ✨ Emotional character growth
          ✨ Slow burn
          
          I’d genuinely love any feedback, comments, or votes from fellow readers and writers 
          
          Read here:
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/412412485?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=BarelyAdultingWrites

So guyss basically the wait is over and I have published the book of ahaan and riya.
          
          I hope you all will give them love like you do to sana and sidharth.
          
          So run and add the book in your tbr.
          
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/1637430370?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_published&wp_page=create_on_publish&wp_uname=Author_chaand

Hey 
          We are waiting for too long now....

Didi kb ayega next update and pls abki baar atleast 2 updates to dalana 

Sorry for being heree author
          
          A simple story about two normal people.
          No rich boy. No billionaire drama. No unrealistic "perfect love." 
          Just stolen glances, loud streets, shared buildings, and feelings growing quietly between ordinary days.
          
          Welcome to ✨Delhi✨
          Dil walon ki Dilli...
          where evenings are filled with traffic noises, chai ki smell, random scooter honks, and aunties standing in balconies collecting updates faster than news channels 
          
          She is chaos wrapped in soft colours 
          Talkative. Dramatic. Full of energy.
          But only at home.
          
          Around her mother and sisters, she becomes her loudest, happiest self. A true "ghar ki baddie" in her tiny little world ✨
          Outside?
          A little responsible. A little stubborn. A little too used to handling everyone.
          
          He is a typical Indian boy 
          Easy-going. Playful. Always outside till 8 p.m. because after that, even azaad parindas have curfew ️
          He laughs too easily, talks too casually, and somehow always appears exactly where the chaos is happening.
          
          They live in the same building.
          Not some luxury apartment with shiny elevators and rooftop cafés.
          
          Just normal floors.
          Shared walls.
          Open staircases.
          Water motors running in the morning.
          Neighbours yelling names from downstairs.
          And a terrace full of drying clothes where one careless step can either start a fight... or a conversation ✨
          
          Ground floor.
          First floor.
          Bas itni si doori.
          
          Between park walks, summer evenings, family weddings, late-night terrace air, stupid arguments, "Tum bohot annoying ho," and accidental comfort...
          
          they slowly become part of each other's routine 
          
          Not all love stories begin with destiny.
          Some begin with shared buildings, noisy roads, and someone waiting near the staircase just a little longer than necessary 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/409084280?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=akshiiwritess