Nab_writess
geetika_writes
Talesbynavi
Anyone for V4V and F4F
kaleshiXwrites
If you love stories filled with intense emotions, unexpected twists, and a touch of madness in love… then you should definitely give Ishq Mai Marjavaa a try at least once.
It’s not just a story—it’s a journey of passion, pain, and choices that change everything.
Take a chance on it… you might just fall in love with the chaos. ❤️
https://www.wattpad.com/story/408315004?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=kaleshiXwrites
Vanya_Raghuvanshi
#NEW BOOKS "Why are you here?" he demanded, voice a low growl, words trembling on the edge of rage. "In my territory. In my empire. What do you want?" V.S. took a step forward. One deliberate, measured step. The click of her boots echoed through the marble, sharp and intrusive-like a warning. "You," she said, voice calm, steady, chillingly intimate. "Mr. Raghuvanshi." Raghav's blood ran hot. Fury ignited, spreading like wildfire under his skin. He took two quick, sharp steps back-not in fear, but in preparation, predator acknowledging prey. "Don't you dare come near me," he snapped, voice dropping to deadly calm, his hand drifting toward his gun. "I already have the world's prettiest wife. I don't allow anyone else near me." She didn't step back. Didn't flinch. Instead, the rage in her eyes softened ever so slightly, revealing a different layer-cold, poised, untouchable. "Maybe," she said quietly, almost casually, almost amused, "I'm prettier than her." Every word struck him, sharp as a knife. His hand tightened around the gun, knuckles white, calm and lethal fury coiled like a spring in his chest. "Leave. Now," he warned, voice low, measured, every syllable carrying the weight of lethal intent. "Or I won't think twice before shooting you where you stand." Her voice softened. Not surrendering. Not frightened. Almost intimate. "Your wife," she said quietly, her tone eerily calm, "is very lucky." https://www.wattpad.com/story/406993657?utm_source=android&utm_med
_soulwrites
Hey… I don’t usually do this, but I’m dropping this here in case it finds the right people.
If you’re someone who doesn’t just read stories but feels them,who likes characters that stay in your head long after you close the app, then maybe this is for you.
This isn’t a perfect love story. It’s not soft, it’s not easy, and it doesn’t give you comfort right away. It’s about two people who don’t trust, don’t open up, and definitely don’t fall in love the way they’re supposed to. It’s about a girl who learned to survive instead of feel, and a man who looks untouchable but carries more than he lets anyone see.
There’s tension. There’s pain that doesn’t scream but lingers quietly. There are truths that come out at the worst possible time. And somewhere in all of that… there’s something real trying to exist.
If you like slow burns, complicated bonds, emotional damage that actually means something, and characters who don’t make it easy for you to love them… you might want to give this a chance.
And if you do, I really hope it stays with you a little.
https://www.wattpad.com/story/395644516?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=_soulwrites
sanatales_10
syraxwrits
Hey, I am working on a story named "Masquerade of Lies"
Genre-
Romantic
Mystery
Crime
Both of them hold secrets behind their masks. He is an underworld mafia. But her truth is still left to get unfold.
What will happen when love enters their lives?
Read the story to find it!
https://www.wattpad.com/story/407656537?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=moonlit_escape
Author_Shreee
Hello your reader has just started to write
Please it would be pleasure if you give it a try pretttyyy pleweaseeee * hoping eyes *
Sorry for posting here
Aa chal ke tujhe main leke chalun
Ek aise Gagan k tale ♥︎
Jahan gam bhi na ho aansu bhi na ho
Bas pyaar hi pyaar pale....♥︎♥︎
Some love stories don't begin with sparks~they begin with silences
Story of quiet love that arrives late but stays long
This is not a perfect love story - it's a real one
Where two people shed their masks of perfection and fall for each other
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A man who kneels without ego,
A woman who bows without losing herself
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He was not chosen because he demanded her,
He was chosen because he waited
She didn't fall because she was promised,
She fell because she was respected
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Jump inside the story to know if two wounded hearts can truly mend each other
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https://www.wattpad.com/story/405693537?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=Author_Shreee
Chiya_Saxena
Hello! I'm sorry for promoting my book here :^)
But it would be really kind of you if you consider giving it a chance.
It’s a Desi dark romance with drama, angst, and lots of tension. I have added humour also.
-★-★-★-
[Political heir x social outcast]
I went to the brothel to drag a name through the mud. Hers.
She never cried. Never begged.
Just looked at me like I was temporary.
I thought I was punishing her.
I thought I was ruining her.
I went to ruin her life.
Instead she ruined me.
Slowly ruined me.
https://www.wattpad.com/story/406533823