LIKHITHA

Will u be writing endless Vows anytime soon 

Hey, my beautiful readers,
          
          Veiled Yearning – A Tale of Love & Longing has officially reached its ending… but I can’t truly say goodbye to Lavanya and Aariz. Their story may have closed here, yet they will always live on in the Bonded Verse universe. You’ll see them again maybe in cameos, maybe in whispers but their bond, their love, will echo through every story I write.
          
          I love their journey too much the second chances, the childhood love, the way their faith, culture, and family shaped them. Writing their story has been a celebration of everything that makes love so messy, so beautiful, and so human. They’ve left a mark on me, and I hope they’ve left one on you too.
          
          Even though this story ends, their hearts will always be with me and now, with all of you. They’re not gone. They’re just living in the spaces between stories, waiting for the right moment to remind us that love true love is patient, resilient, and everlasting.
          
          Thank you for loving them, laughing with them, crying with them, and holding their hearts alongside mine. Their story is here, and their spirit will continue to weave through the Bonded Verse universe.
          
          With all my love,
          Yours always,
          Authorluck1125

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Crimson oath born for blood longer update daily

Hello everyone,
          
          Sorry for not posting chapters for any of my stories recently. I’ve been a bit busy these past few days, and my phone also stopped working. It’s currently under repair, so I couldn’t edit or upload the chapters.
          
          I still need to finish editing a few things, but I’ll be uploading the chapters for all the stories tomorrow.
          
          Thank you for being patient and for waiting. 

Hiiiii, So I know this is your space and I might be overstepping BUT hear me out—I’ve been pouring my heart into some stories and… I just have to share them with someone who’ll get me 
          
          1. Yaadein – This isn’t a book of perfect stories, okay?? It’s messy, chaotic, full of what-ifs, sleepless nights, second chances, and all the love that makes your heart go wait what??. Each story is a memory—some lived, some imagined, some haunting. Basically… welcome to the chaos of .
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/399287595?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=lillywritesx
          
          
          2. Chocolate Ice Cream for Us – She just wanted a treat. He just wanted chocolate. BUT then… one order turns into shared cones, laughter, soft rituals, and honestly, a whole lot of heart-eyes . Ice cream, serendipity, and something soft… for us.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/401067957?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=lillywritesx
          
          
          3. Next Stop: Us – She wanted quiet. He thought it was routine. BUT one metro ride later… laughter, secrets, missed calls, and the kind of love that just lingers no matter how many stops ✨. Missed chances, second chances, and that one stop that finally leads them home.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/402068585?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=lillywritesx
          

Hello your reader has just started to write 
          Please it would be pleasure if you give it a try  pretttyyy pleweaseeee * hoping eyes *
          Sorry for posting here 
          
          Aa chal ke tujhe main leke chalun
            Ek aise Gagan k tale ♥︎
          Jahan gam bhi na ho aansu bhi na ho 
            Bas pyaar hi pyaar pale....♥︎♥︎
          
          Some love stories don't begin with sparks~they begin with silences
          
          Story of quiet love that arrives late but stays long 
          This is not a perfect love story - it's a real one
          Where two people shed their masks of perfection and fall for each other 
          
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          A man who kneels without ego,
          A woman who bows without losing herself 
          
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          He was not chosen because he demanded her,
          He was chosen because he waited 
          She didn't fall because she was promised,
          She fell because she was respected
          
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          Jump inside the story to know if two wounded hearts can truly mend each other 
          
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It has been one year since I first wrote the opening lines of this story… and now, this chapter of it comes to an end.
          
          Thank you to every soul who walked beside me through blood, fire, and fate to those who were here from the very beginning and to those who joined along the way. Your patience, your love, and your belief in this world meant more than words can ever carry.
          
          But do not mistake this ending for silence.
          
          On this one-year anniversary, I reveal the truth:
          *Crimson Oath: Born of Blood* is only the first volume of a trilogy. This world does not close its gates here. Two more books will rise from its ashes, continuing the cursed path of Ahaan and Liyana.
          
          Their story is far from finished.
          Their bond is far from tested.
          And their fate… is far from kind.
          
          Before this day ends, I will announce the second book. The next chapter of their war, their love, and their destiny will be unveiled soon.
          
          This story exists because of you  because you chose to stay, to fight, and to feel with these characters. Thank you for standing with *Crimson Oath: Born of Blood* and for carrying Ahaan and Liyana in your hearts.
          
          The oath has been made.
          The blood remembers.
          And the story… will continue.

Hello 
          Are you interested in reading a book written by a Telugu author?
          
          A reluctant bride, a wounded heart, and a calm man who chooses patience over possession. 
          Married for convenience after being sacrificed twice for her family’s greed, she enters a third marriage carrying scars no one sees. He offers safety, respect, and quiet devotion—without knowing her past.
          
          This is a slow-burn tale of arranged marriage, emotional healing, and a love that waits… asking only one question:
          Can a heart that survived sacrifice finally choose happiness? ✨
          
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/402430920?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=Nirvikawrites

   
          
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          So, to finally bring The Crimson Oath to an end, we have only 40 chapters left. Yes just 40. We’re officially in the final stretch now.
          
          And before anyone asks, the book has already been fully completed in my drafts for three months. The story is done. The ending is ready. Nothing is being delayed on my side.
          
          All that’s left now is you guys.
          
          If you vote, comment, and stay active, I’ll update regularly—no long gaps, no disappearing. Your engagement is the only thing that keeps the chapters coming.
          
          Think of it as teamwork. You show your support, I drop the chapters. Simple.
          
          So don’t be silent readers now—comment, vote, and let me know you’re still here. Do your part, and I promise I’ll do mine.