dhruviisdead

Heyyy author sorry for posting here....
          But I am a new writer and hope you all will support me.
          
          6 years
          After six years he was back.
          Six years ago, I left him as if he didn't matter to me-
          And here he is asking my hand for a wedding that's supposed to be a deal.
          
          No love.
          No questions.
          Just a deal
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          "Ok"
          "Ok?" He spoke in a questioning tone.
          "Yeah"
          
          As soon as I said that he smashed his lips on mine, kissing me all passionately, while holding waist tightly and pulling me closer. Damnnn I missed this, I never knew that I needed him this much.
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          "What are you-u doin-g?" I stuttered as he came towards.
          
          "What am I doing sweetheart?! He spoke in an obvious voice as if he wasn't half naked and only in towel right know.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/404252564?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=dhruviisdead

ashh_write_s

Apologies if this isn’t the right place, but I’d love to share my story with you.
          ＢＬＥＳＳＥＤ ＆ ＣＵＲＳＥＤ is a dark, emotional romance about love, danger, and obsession. It explores multiple couples, forced marriage, and mafia × student dynamics. If you enjoy slow-burn intensity and cliffhangers, I’d be so grateful if you could check it out. https://www.wattpad.com/story/391118241?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=ashh_write_s

Neuroneuro

Hi author..I loved reading loved like a prayer…the character growth of leads is awesome..I m really glad finally arya was seen..but I never understood why didn’t Rudra ever shut his wife for humiliating his child everyday..how can he let freeloaders insult his arya..for 13 years she suffered daily but Meera never stopped being mean..y didn’t Vivaan confront his mom lot earlier..they all let her suffer to keep peace in the family..and Meera was forgiven in a second despite scarring a child..it was so pathetic of her..and I am more angry with Rudra to letting that happen in spite of knowing arya insecurities…glad god made better plans for arya

RajasStory

The air in the room was thick with the scent of jasmine and fear. Not the fear of the unknown, as it had been on her wedding night, but the fear of the inevitable. Sambhu stood over her, his eyes gleaming with a predatory hunger.
          
          Kamli, her body trembling, tried to shrink further into the shadows, but there was nowhere to hide. The bed, adorned with silk and gold, loomed over her like a monstrous beast. She remembered the whispers from the village women – "the first night,"
          
           they called it, a sacred rite of passage, a transition into womanhood. But for Kamli, it felt like a descent into a living nightmare.
          
          It's her story it's her struggle from the heart of Rajasthan..  when being a child widow at the age of sixteen was a curse. We won't understand her struggle.. we won't feel her pain..
          
          KAMLI 
          ~BLOOM FROM ASHES
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/388719337?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=RajasStory

DhritiDwivedi8

Hello!
          
          Hope you are doing fine. 
          I just finished your story, 'Swapped Destinies'. Although I quite liked the story, but I have a small complaint. The female protagonist was a weak character. Why we always focus on the nurturing and forgiving aspect of women?
          
          Women also get hurt. Women can't accept everything in the name of so called family's respect. Women can't forgive everything in the name of love, in the name of family. We also have self-respect. We will not tolerate unnecessary taunts, humiliation, insults and questions on our character. 
          
          Please don't get offended. As a reader, I felt I should reach out to you and express my opinions. 
          
          Thank you.