_Aditiwrites_

A new chapter 
          	Happy maha Shivaratri ❤️
          	https://www.wattpad.com/story/354679304

ashh_write_s

Hey dear 
          Sorry for posting here without permission…
          
          I’m a new writer and I’ve recently started my story. I’ve put a lot of effort and emotions into it, and I genuinely hope readers give it a chance 
          
          If you enjoy drama, romance, and a bit of intensity… this might be for you 
          
          Please try it once, it would mean a lot 
          And if you like it, I’d love your feedback!
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/391118241?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=ashh_write_s

Vanya_Raghuvanshi

"Seedha khadi rahiye," he murmured, tone innocent, hands... not so much.
          
          As he wrapped the saree around her, his fingers lingered at her bare waist a second longer than necessary. Just enough to make her shoulders tense. Once-very lightly-he pinched her side.
          
          She gasped. "R-Raghav-!"
          
          "Shhh," he said smoothly. "Saree pehna raha hoon."
          
          Liar.
          
          He leaned in slightly to fix the pleats, fingers brushing against her back where the blouse dipped low. His touch was warm, teasing, unhurried.
          
          Vanya's breath turned shallow.
          
          Pagal hai yeh aadmi, she thought, heart racing.
          Subah-subah hi shuru ho gaye.
          
          He noticed the way she stiffened, the way her hands clenched at her sides.
          
          And smiled to himself.
          
          "Relax," he whispered, voice low near her ear.
          "Aapne hi kaha tha... main pehna doon."
          
          She swallowed, cheeks burning, eyes fixed stubbornly on the wall in front of her.
          
          Kabhi-kabhi lagta hai... yeh mujhe jaan-boojh ke tang karte hai.
          
          Behind her, Raghav was enjoying himself far too much.
          
          But beneath the teasing, his touch stayed careful. Protective. Familiar. Like he knew exactly where the line was-and exactly how to make her feel seen, wanted, flustered.
          
          As he worked on the pleats, he thought quietly:
          
          > "Itni pyaari lag rahi hai woh,
          aur unhein khud bhi ehsaas nahi,
          har ek muskurahat qatl-e-aam karti hai,
          aur woh masoom si, is raaz se anjaan hi sahi."
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/406993657?utm_source=android&utm_med

author_snowfall

Hi everyone, I’m really sorry if promoting my story here without permission caused any inconvenience.
          
          Hello! I am a new writer and I have recently published my first book here. Writing this story means a lot to me, and I truly hope you all will enjoy reading it.
          
          Please give my book a chance and read at least a few chapters. Your support, votes, and feedback would mean the world to me and will motivate me to keep writing.
          
          I would be very grateful if you could support me and my story.
          
          Thank you so much for your love and encouragement. 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/408187066?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=author_snowfall