authorinaya

Hello everyone. I guess it’s early morning in south asia right now, so let me start your morning with a solid good news (I hope). I will start writing Aaliyah again. I don’t know why I stopped writing, life was too cruel and overwhelming to me all these months but all of a sudden when I opened the comments today, I realized how unfair I have been to you all. You all didn’t deserve that cliffhanger. I will try to be active and update once a week as of now. Don’t ask me about other stories now, I would solely like to focus on one atm. I cannot be grateful enough for you all, to the ones who waited and even the ones who didn’t. Happy new year to everyone! 
          	{I won’t be posting on instagram anymore.}

rishikareddy368

@authorinaya Hello author
          	  hope you are fine
          	  it is been long 
          	  we are waiting for your updates
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bloom5ju

@authorinaya if its okay update once in a month and its enough i miss your works and you
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bloom5ju

@authorinaya wow finalyy!!!
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Readerdevil

there was a book ...named immortal love and usme fl ml ke pass kisi accident se pahuch jaati h and ml usko koi murderer samjhta h and usko apne ghr pe hi rkhta h but as time passes usko smjh aa jata h ki ye innocent h he falls for her ussi time ..unke koi pooja hoti h jha vo jaate h and fl ko diya lit krne ko kha jaata h aankho pe paati bandh ke and she does that but also vo vha fl ke 2 tigers or lion se milti h and vo bhi usko psnd krte h ...but last chapters me jo author ne post kiye vo ye h ki vo ldka apne pyar ke liye kisi or hi duniya me chla jata h ki vo fl ko bacha sake and uska hamshakal vha aajata h or apni engagement announce krta h kisi buri ldki ke sath and ye sunke sab shock hote h fir fl ko koi kidnap kr leta h and ml ke tiger ke dalne ki baat hoti h but as vo unko pehchan ti h to vo tiger ko gale lga leti h and sab shock ho jaate h ( i guess vo hamshakal ko uski mom pehchan leti h and smthg like kittu bulati )....pllzz it's my request if you know then tell me author ne or bhi book liki h but m ye hi pdh rhi thi and merko iske bare me hi pta h it's been some months probably 8 to 1 year ki vo Wattpad se gayab h pllzz btao

_Samairaa16

“Three stories. Three battles. And not one of them begins with love.”
          In a world ruled by power and control, three men don’t fall in love. They take control.
          And the women who stand in front of them don’t break. They resist.
          Murtasim and Mehmal are control against control.
          Zain and Zara are a past that refuses to stay buried.
          Rehaan and Laiba are chaos meeting resistance.
          They don’t trust each other.
          They don’t like each other.
          And yet they keep coming back.
          Because this isn’t romance.
          It’s obsession.
          It’s defiance.
          It’s enemies getting too close to becoming something they were never meant to be.https://www.wattpad.com/story/407502111?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=_Samairaa16

_Samairaa16

 Hey everyone!
          
          I’m a new writer here, and honestly… not many people know about my story yet.
          
          But I’ve recently started writing “Junoon-e-Khan” — and it’s not just a story for me.
          It’s something I’ve poured my thoughts, emotions, and imagination into… every scene, every line.
          
          It’s a journey of
          love, power, obsession, heartbreak, and the kind of emotions that stay with you even after you close the page.
          
          Every character has a story.
          Every silence hides something deeper.
          
          I’d really appreciate it if you could give it a chance — even one read, one vote, or one comment would truly mean a lot to me 
          
          ✨ Please check out “Junoon-e-Khan” —
          it’s not just a story… it’s a feeling.
          
          Thank you for being here https://www.wattpad.com/story/407502111?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=_Samairaa16

rosypearl10

"Mohabbat ho gayi aapse Major sahab...behad...bepanah mohabbat ho gayi hai aapse...Deewani ban gayi hoon aapki..."
          
          She looked straight into his eyes.
          
          "Mujhe apnaana ya na apnaana...yeh aapki marzi hai...main aapko majboor nahi kar sakti..."
          
          Then-
          
          With absolute confidence-
          
          She said,
          
          "Lekin main yahan vaada karti hoon...jaise main aaj aapki deewani hoon...ek din aap bhi mere deewane banoge...aapka dil sirf mere liye dhadkega...aapki aankhein sirf mujhe Dhoondegi..."
          
          He stepped closer.
          
          Dangerously close.
          
          A faint, mocking smile appeared on his lips.
          
          "Waise galatfahami tum achhi paal leti ho...koshish karke dekh lo..."
          
          With a sharp movement, he freed his hand.
          
          And walked away.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/409036863?utm_source=android&utm_med

pastelpearl_

"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