Niti_Ink

Hi,
          Can you please read only 1 or 2 chapters of this book and continue only if you like it but do give it a chance....i promise you won't regret it....
          
          Aap... yahan?"
          
          He stopped just inches away.
          
          Too close.
          
          Their breaths tangled. Her heart pounded in her ears.
          
          " Akhirkar 6 mahine ki aankh micholi ke baad aap samne he mere..."
          
          "Pahli mulakat yaadgar honi chahiye na jaan...
          (leaning in, lips almost touching hers) 
          please don't stop me..."
          
          The first brush of his lips against hers was gentle, almost too gentle for the intensity between them. 
          
          But the moment he felt the warmth of her lips, the floodgates opened.
          
          The kiss deepened - demanding, possessive, and yet tender, as though he was trying to memorize every sensation.
          
          Once he finds her breathless, he left her lips with a pop sound and move little away just to see her now ruined lipstick and flushed cheeks...
          
          "Roshni...Tum meri ho..."
          "Rudra... I..."
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/393435757?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=Niti_Ink
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AUTHOR_HIMA

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          Hey dear if you have time join the journey of RIDHIMA SHEKHWAT X VEER ZORAWAR RATHORE 
          
          TROPES 
          
          CRIMINAL THRILLER 
          AGNST
          TRAUMA 
          DEPRESSION/EATING DISORDERS
          STRONG FEMALE LEAD 
          VEGENCEFUL REVENGE 
          POWER-PLAY 
          ADULT THEMES
          DARK THEMES
          ROMANCE 
          
          I will surely not disappoint you if you choose this story.
          
          

VeiledNyx

He is Bollywood’s most powerful producer.
          She was the love of his life until she left, leaving behind their infant daughter.
          
          For twelve years, he believed she abandoned them.
          
          For twelve years, she carried a secret that could shatter everything.
          
          Now, she’s back.
          
          The Producer’s Ex-wife is a story of love tested by time, betrayal, family secrets, and the hardest question of all:
          
          Can love survive when forgiveness feels impossible?
          
          Start reading here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/400896700-the-producer%27s-ex-wife

palak_1766

Hii
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          Thank you 

palak_1766

@palak_1766 many new upcoming books will be available there. Like fan-fiction, crime mystery, thriller, murder mystery, non fictional 
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ShreyanshBachhawat

Hi there! 
          I I came across your profile and really admire the way you engage with stories. I’ve have uploaded a story titled Rashmi-Rekha (The world of Vidyadhars) that’s very close to my heart, and I’d love for you to give it a read whenever you have time.
          Your thoughts, comments, and honest feedback would mean a lot! 
          Let me know if you ever want me to check out your work too!  
          
          
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Raremoon062

Dear Arshi fan
          
          From the bottom of my ink-stained heart,
          Thank you—not just for reading my book,
          But for breathing life into every word with your time, your vote, and your comment.
          
          Each page I wrote was a piece of my soul,
          But it’s readers like you who turn those pages into magic.
          
          Your support feels like sunlight on a winter morning—
          Warm, unexpected, and deeply cherished.
          
          Your vote? A little spark that keeps my stories alive.
          Your comment? A whispered encouragement that says,
          “Keep going. I’m here. I see you.”
          
          You didn’t just read my book…
          You felt it. And that, dear reader, means everything.
          
          May your days be filled with the kind of joy you brought to mine.
          
          With all my love and gratitude,
          Raremoon