aivah

(Your mourning is still far off)
          
          "I know there is a God, and nothing shall stop me from achieving my victories."
          
          You cannot even compare a  Weranker to a mobster or a serial killer, because those are better.
          
          Mourning only breeds sorrow and sometimes the joy of revenge the pitch black man, in the face of his rage lacks the ability to adapt while using his blue grey eyes! He orchestrates crimes so much killing and wounding!
          "Only she can receive the grey diamond for the sake of endurance!"
          
          
          +15
          
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/411110399?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details&wp_uname=shexmaderanoo

 #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_mediu
          
          __________________

I thought you updated the chapter 

Two families. One secret and a hatred that runs deeper than either of them know.
          
          He was supposed to be her enemy.
          She was supposed to be his revenge.
          Neither of them expected this.
          
          She hates everything he stands for.
          He can't stay away from her.
          
          And someone out there wants to make sure they never find the truth.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/405771963?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=Trishverse
          
          Sorry author for posting here.

“I sincerely apologize for posting this here. I truly appreciate your support and understanding. However, if this isn’t appropriate, please let me know.”
          
          Hello, Wattpad readers! 
          
          I’m a new writer in this community, and I’m excited to share my debut book, "HIS ETERNAL WHISPER" —an arranged marriage story woven with romance, mystery, and heartbreak.
          
          My writing of this book blends dark romance with softer, emotional moments, so if that’s your kind of story, I’d truly love for you to check it out.
          
          This book follows an arranged marriage trope and explores themes like strangers-to-lovers, angst, grumpy x sunshine, age gap, mystery, and complex, sometimes toxic relationships. Please note that certain sensitive topics such as abuse are included, and all details are mentioned in the story info.
          
          If you enjoy the prologue, don’t forget to add it to your library and show some love 
          
          The characters, tropes, prologue, and Chapter 1 are already out, and I’ll be updating regularly!
          
          I’d really appreciate it if you gave it a chance and shared your thoughts—your feedback means everything to me. 
          
          My instagram is: thearyawrites
          
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/406540536?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=thearyawrites

@Ishqscrypts_ not the pdf ofc but chapter wise it'll be continue.

and just like that, it’s done.
          
          a hidden desire: part 2 is out now on scrollstack (authorashika).
          
          i can’t even put into words how much i’m going to miss writing them. this story took everything out of me, but seeing it finished is the best feeling in the world. thank you for going on this journey with me. kian and kiara forever.
          
          full pdf available on scrollstack with 2 epilogues included.
          
          happy reading. 

Hey there! Any advice how to get to 3k followers as you did? I tried even FB adds, not much effect… Even if the book gets good reviews somewhere else, here I find it particularly difficult to  get followers:/

 #NEW BOOKS
          
          "Why are you here?" he demanded, voice a low growl, words trembling on the edge of rage. "In my territory. In my empire. What do you want?"
          
          V.S. took a step forward. One deliberate, measured step. The click of her boots echoed through the marble, sharp and intrusive-like a warning.
          
          "You," she said, voice calm, steady, chillingly intimate. "Mr. Raghuvanshi."
          
          Raghav's blood ran hot. Fury ignited, spreading like wildfire under his skin. He took two quick, sharp steps back-not in fear, but in preparation, predator acknowledging prey.
          
          "Don't you dare come near me," he snapped, voice dropping to deadly calm, his hand drifting toward his gun. "I already have the world's prettiest wife. I don't allow anyone else near me."
          
          She didn't step back. Didn't flinch. Instead, the rage in her eyes softened ever so slightly, revealing a different layer-cold, poised, untouchable.
          
          
          "Maybe," she said quietly, almost casually, almost amused, "I'm prettier than her."
          
          Every word struck him, sharp as a knife. His hand tightened around the gun, knuckles white, calm and lethal fury coiled like a spring in his chest.
          
          "Leave. Now," he warned, voice low, measured, every syllable carrying the weight of lethal intent. "Or I won't think twice before shooting you where you stand."
          
          Her voice softened. Not surrendering. Not frightened. Almost intimate.
          
          "Your wife," she said quietly, her tone eerily calm, "is very lucky."
           
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/406993657?utm_source=android&utm_med

Apologies for the interruption, but I truly hope it’s okay to share this here. 
          
          I understand this space belongs to another amazing author, and I really appreciate your kindness and understanding for letting me share this here.
          
          Hello everyone 
          
          I’m a debut author, and my story “ENIGMA: UNVEILED” is a tale of slow-burn tension, forbidden attraction, and the chaos of two worlds colliding.
          At its heart, it’s about Mrunal Bhargav a curvy, strong-willed yet tender-hearted woman who hides her insecurities behind quiet strength, and Rudra Singh Shekhawat, her magnetic, cold, and impossibly powerful boss, the kind of man who commands rooms with a glance and doesn’t play by the rules… until she comes along.
          
          What starts as a job becomes something far more dangerous when sparks ignite in boardrooms and late-night conversations. He’s the storm she never saw coming. She’s the line he swore never to cross. But one stolen glance is all it takes to start an obsession neither can escape.
          
          If you love forbidden office romance, intense chemistry, and a love story that burns slow but hits hard, I’d be honored if you gave it a chance.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/376394209-enigma-unveiled-%F0%9F%A5%80
          
          Your support means the world to me.