Jeelvyas03
Author_ocean
Hello,
First of all ,
I apologize to the author and her readers for taking your time and space.
I am a new writer , I write stories which tells us that love is a devotion .
The word devotion doesn’t only means bhakti but its also tell us sacrifice and trust on the other person .
Soo, please give atry to my book.
I promise you won’t regret .
https://www.wattpad.com/story/403278803?utm _source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content= story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname =Author_ocean
AuthorserrrrA
#MAFIA_SERIES Aanya, stop," Adwait said, his voice slightly louder now, laced with warning. She could see it-he was about to snap. Yes, yes, now he'll lose it, she thought, a thrill sparking in her chest. But instead of reacting with anger, Adwait simply leaned back in the chair, eyes locked on hers. Then, without a word, he began to unbutton his shirt-slowly, deliberately-each movement exaggerated, until he yanked it off and tossed it aside. Aanya's eyes widened. Her jaw dropped. Shock flooded her face. "Ahhh! Shameless!" she shouted, spinning on her heel and making a dash for it. But he was faster. Adwait stood in a flash, reached out, and caught her wrist mid-stride. She turned, her hand already balled into a fist, aiming straight for his face. But he caught it mid-air. In one smooth motion, he twirled her under his arm like a dancer, then leaned in and pressed a bold kiss to her left cheek. Her mouth dropped open again-outrage, disbelief, and something else flickering in her eyes. She didn't hesitate. This time she lifted her knee, aiming for his stomach, but he caught her leg with ease. Sliding one arm under her knee and the other around her waist, he bent her slightly backward in a dramatic dip. Before she could wriggle free, he kissed her right cheek. Then-thud. He let go. Aanya landed squarely on the floor, right on her backside. Crossing his arms over his bare chest, Adwait looked down at her, a smug smile playing on his lips. "You lost," he said. https://www.wattpad.com/story/400266339?utm_source=android&utm_mediu __________________
_aradhyawrites
Bound By His Love
A man who ruled the underworld..... and the woman who became his weakness.
Love was never gentle. It was taken before it was given. Manav is a man who rules with power, fear, and control.
Manav doesn't believe in love-only possession.
Aradhya Patil lives in silence, carrying a past that taught her how to endure, not how to dream.
One signature brings them face to face. One obsession changes everything.
What begins as a dangerous fixation turns into a forced marriage. What begins with fear slowly turns into something neither of them expected.
Because sometimes, love isn't soft at first. Sometimes, it's dark, obsessive, and unforgiving.
And yet-
the love he gave her... was the only thing that ever felt like home.
https://www.wattpad.com/story/406954321?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=reading&wp_uname=tbh_mnishravani
Pearlwritezz_56
Hello Author.. I'm really sorry to post here without your consent..
It's my first time writing such story so I just hope you'll give it a try but if you don't want then you can delete this..
https://www.wattpad.com/story/407778970?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=Pearlwritezz_56
_suhani_ani_
dreamywrites1111
I truly apologize for posting this here, actually I'm a newbie, still sorry for posting my story on your board..
https://www.wattpad.com/story/408991369?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=dreamywrites1111
Please give it a try, hope won't disappoint you..
Karnika446
Vanya_Raghuvanshi
"Seedha khadi rahiye," he murmured, tone innocent, hands... not so much.
As he wrapped the saree around her, his fingers lingered at her bare waist a second longer than necessary. Just enough to make her shoulders tense. Once-very lightly-he pinched her side.
She gasped. "R-Raghav-!"
"Shhh," he said smoothly. "Saree pehna raha hoon."
Liar.
He leaned in slightly to fix the pleats, fingers brushing against her back where the blouse dipped low. His touch was warm, teasing, unhurried.
Vanya's breath turned shallow.
Pagal hai yeh aadmi, she thought, heart racing.
Subah-subah hi shuru ho gaye.
He noticed the way she stiffened, the way her hands clenched at her sides.
And smiled to himself.
"Relax," he whispered, voice low near her ear.
"Aapne hi kaha tha... main pehna doon."
She swallowed, cheeks burning, eyes fixed stubbornly on the wall in front of her.
Kabhi-kabhi lagta hai... yeh mujhe jaan-boojh ke tang karte hai.
Behind her, Raghav was enjoying himself far too much.
But beneath the teasing, his touch stayed careful. Protective. Familiar. Like he knew exactly where the line was-and exactly how to make her feel seen, wanted, flustered.
As he worked on the pleats, he thought quietly:
> "Itni pyaari lag rahi hai woh,
aur unhein khud bhi ehsaas nahi,
har ek muskurahat qatl-e-aam karti hai,
aur woh masoom si, is raaz se anjaan hi sahi."
https://www.wattpad.com/story/406993657?utm_source=android&utm_med
AuthorserrrrA
#MAFIA_SERIES Aanya, stop," Adwait said, his voice slightly louder now, laced with warning. She could see it-he was about to snap. Yes, yes, now he'll lose it, she thought, a thrill sparking in her chest. But instead of reacting with anger, Adwait simply leaned back in the chair, eyes locked on hers. Then, without a word, he began to unbutton his shirt-slowly, deliberately-each movement exaggerated, until he yanked it off and tossed it aside. Aanya's eyes widened. Her jaw dropped. Shock flooded her face. "Ahhh! Shameless!" she shouted, spinning on her heel and making a dash for it. But he was faster. Adwait stood in a flash, reached out, and caught her wrist mid-stride. She turned, her hand already balled into a fist, aiming straight for his face. But he caught it mid-air. In one smooth motion, he twirled her under his arm like a dancer, then leaned in and pressed a bold kiss to her left cheek. Her mouth dropped open again-outrage, disbelief, and something else flickering in her eyes. She didn't hesitate. This time she lifted her knee, aiming for his stomach, but he caught her leg with ease. Sliding one arm under her knee and the other around her waist, he bent her slightly backward in a dramatic dip. Before she could wriggle free, he kissed her right cheek. Then-thud. He let go. Aanya landed squarely on the floor, right on her backside. Crossing his arms over his bare chest, Adwait looked down at her, a smug smile playing on his lips. "You lost," he said. https://www.wattpad.com/story/400266339?utm_source=android&utm_med __________________