Upa187

 #COMPLETE BOOKS ☀️
          
          Hey my Dear Readers,...If you’re craving something intense, emotional, and just a little addictive… then Devoted to You  #Duet-1) might be exactly what you’re looking for 
          
          It’s a slow-burn love story between an Army Major and a Mafia Queen—two souls from completely different worlds. One lives by discipline and duty, the other thrives in danger and power. Love was never meant to happen… and yet, it does. Not instantly, not easily—but in a way that lingers, builds, and slowly takes over everything.
          
          This isn’t just a story you read… it’s one you feel.
          
          Give it a chance—. And if it pulls you in, stay till the very end of their journey ❤️
          
          
          BOOK NAME : 'DEVOTED TO YOU'

"Pardon my interruption, dear author. I promise I'll be brief. Dear readers, once you've enjoyed this wonderful story, I'd be honored if you visited my book too. It offers unforgettable characters, heartfelt emotions, and thrilling moments. Thank you for your kindness, and happy reading to everyone!" ⚜️
          
          Tropes: Healing love, he fell first and harder, past,
                        Her healer and protector, college romance,  calm&mature, 2nd characters chaotic&sarcastic , touch her and die, look towards him and she will kill you, childhood friend's.
          ♥️♥️♥️
           https://www.wattpad.com/story/405257838?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=shree_tales_

Dear Readers,
          
          First of all, thank you for taking a moment to read this message. I know reaching out like this is a little unusual, and I sincerely apologize if it feels intrusive.
          
          I'm a new writer who has just started sharing my stories. Writing has always been a dream of mine, and every chapter I publish is filled with my effort, passion, and love for storytelling. I know I'm still learning and growing, and I may not be the best writer yet, but I'm giving it my absolute best.
          
          All I'm asking for is a small chance. If you enjoy romance, drama, emotions, and character-driven stories, please consider giving my book a try. Every read, vote, comment, and piece of feedback means more to me than you can imagine.
          
          Thank you for your time, kindness, and support. I truly appreciate every reader who decides to take a chance on me and my story.
          
          With gratitude, A New Author ❤️
          
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/412685962?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=zoyiwrites_

 #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_medium=
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 #NEWBOOKS
          ✨ Looking for your next romance obsession? ✨
          
          If you love enemies-to-lovers with sizzling tension, witty banter, and all the moments that make your heart skip a beat—but also crave a soft, emotional romance that slowly melts those walls down—this book is for you. ❤️
          
          Watch two people who can't stand each other navigate misunderstandings, hidden feelings, and undeniable chemistry as hatred turns into something neither of them expected.
          
          ✨ Slow-burn romance
          ✨ Enemies to lovers
          ✨Possessive + Dramatic 
          ✨ Emotional depth
          ✨ A love story that stays with you long after the last page
          
          Give this book a chance—you might just find your new favorite couple. 
          
          Status: ONGOING #Regular updates
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/408312321?

Hi! 
          
          First of all, I'm really sorry for posting on your message board without permission. 
          
          I've recently started a story called A Familiar Stranger.
          
          It's a real-life-inspired Indian story filled with wedding chaos, family drama, friendship, embarrassing moments, overthinking, and a quiet boy who accidentally became important.
          
          If you enjoy:
          ✨ Indian wedding vibes
          ✨ Extrovert girl × introvert boy
          ✨ Slow-burn feelings
          ✨ Family chaos
          ✨ Realistic characters and situations
          
          then I'd be incredibly grateful if you'd give it a chance. 
          
          Even a single read, vote, comment, or piece of feedback would mean the world to me as a new writer. 
          
           Read here:
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/412617566?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=fluffytk
          
          Thank you so much for your time, and have a lovely day! 
          
          — @fluffytk

https://www.wattpad.com/story/411590675?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=lyy_writes

https://www.wattpad.com/story/410422935?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=aly_bitch_12
          
          Sorry author for posting this here.
          
          Story of a politician who has the power to control the whole country and a law student whose curiosity drags into something she can never come out of? 
          
          This story contains:-
          1) Possessive Female Lead
          2) Obsessive Male lead
          3) Age Gap
          4) Grump x Sunshine 
          5) Slow Burn 
          6) Morally Grey Male Lead
          
          Attention:- Male lead in the story is toxic and I do not fantasize about this nor promote it. 

https://www.wattpad.com/story/409036863?

Sorry for being heree author
          
          A simple story about two normal people.
          No rich boy. No billionaire drama. No unrealistic "perfect love." 
          Just stolen glances, loud streets, shared buildings, and feelings growing quietly between ordinary days.
          
          Welcome to ✨Delhi✨
          Dil walon ki Dilli...
          where evenings are filled with traffic noises, chai ki smell, random scooter honks, and aunties standing in balconies collecting updates faster than news channels 
          
          She is chaos wrapped in soft colours 
          Talkative. Dramatic. Full of energy.
          But only at home.
          
          Around her mother and sisters, she becomes her loudest, happiest self. A true "ghar ki baddie" in her tiny little world ✨
          Outside?
          A little responsible. A little stubborn. A little too used to handling everyone.
          
          He is a typical Indian boy 
          Easy-going. Playful. Always outside till 8 p.m. because after that, even azaad parindas have curfew ️
          He laughs too easily, talks too casually, and somehow always appears exactly where the chaos is happening.
          
          They live in the same building.
          Not some luxury apartment with shiny elevators and rooftop cafés.
          
          Just normal floors.
          Shared walls.
          Open staircases.
          Water motors running in the morning.
          Neighbours yelling names from downstairs.
          And a terrace full of drying clothes where one careless step can either start a fight... or a conversation ✨
          
          Ground floor.
          First floor.
          Bas itni si doori.
          
          Between park walks, summer evenings, family weddings, late-night terrace air, stupid arguments, "Tum bohot annoying ho," and accidental comfort...
          
          they slowly become part of each other's routine 
          
          Not all love stories begin with destiny.
          Some begin with shared buildings, noisy roads, and someone waiting near the staircase just a little longer than necessary 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/409084280?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=akshiiwritess