Rayna_Acharya

Hi, and welcome! 
          
          Before you dive into the story, here's something I'd like to mention.
          
          Every character you meet in my books—their names, personalities, backstories, relationships, and journeys—has been created purely from my imagination. They are fictional and are not based on any real person, whether living or deceased.
          
          If a name, event, place, or situation happens to resemble reality, it is purely a coincidence and was never intended to represent anyone.
          
          Please remember that these stories are my original work. Kindly don't copy, repost, adapt, or reproduce any part of them without my permission. Every chapter comes from countless hours of imagination, planning, and writing, and I'd truly appreciate you respecting that.
          
          Thank you for giving my stories a chance. I hope you laugh, cry, and fall in love with these characters as much as I did while creating them.
          
          With love,
          
          — Rayna

Heyy author sorry for posting it here. 
          I am a new author. I hope you would support me
          
          We have seen the kings and queens found and fought for their love.What will happen when their protectors fall for each other??? 
          
          Adwait Shergil and Bhavya Sharma two poles after years of longing they met each other again only to realise. They were the bodyguards of the rival sides and enemy of each other who they ought to kill the moment they see. So now will they accept their loyalty or love??? 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/409626833?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=ariee_wrts

She was certainty wrapped in quiet grace.
          He was chaos disguised as charm.
          
          Iniya Ram Vasishta had plans, priorities, and a heart too guarded to be distracted. She moved through life with calm confidence, choosing discipline over drama and distance over complications.
          
          Ishaan Malhotra was the kind of presence people noticed before they understood—effortlessly magnetic, annoyingly handsome, and far too good at making everything feel lighter than it was.
          
          They were never meant to become anything more than passing moments. Yet somewhere between stolen glances, unfinished conversations, and the strange comfort of being seen, a question quietly begins to exist.
          
          Some hearts do not fall loudly.
          They linger, hesitate, and wait to be named.
          
          
          
                 "Some hearts are meant to long before they confess" 
                                       ~ Shaayad 
          
          
          
          
          
                    ~ Rayna Acharya 
          
          
          
          
          
          
          The feeling of what if's are coming.... ✨

I don’t write fairytales.
          
          
          I write truths disguised as lies, and lies that feel too real to ignore.
          
          
          My stories live in the space between love and betrayal....
          where nothing is pure, and no one is innocent.
          
          If you’re looking for something soft, you might get lost here.
          
               But if you stay….....you’ll understand.
          
          
          
          
          
          Writer | Observant | Deep
          Thinker | Quiet | Intense| Misandrist | Emotional | Guarded |
          
          
          
          
          https://www.instagram.com/letters.by_rayna?igsh=eDFxZzFpOGlrZ3o2
          
          
          
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          Stay alert, Echoes—the truth isn’t always safe.