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Hello author.
          Sorry for posting this here.
          Readers! Are you someone looking for a short thriller book? Then "Maa: The Vengeance" is just for you!!
          
          "A mother's agony can burn everyone alive in its fire.
          People considers mothers weak and innocent but when it comes to her child, she becomes Maa Kali herself.
          
          A mother can go to any extent for her child.
          She lost her child. People thought she will break, or worse, will die.
          But what they didn't know was that her vengeance for her child will keep her alive.
          
          They say -- "Even the devil takes notes when a woman takes revenge." But what will happen when a mother starts taking the revenge for her daughter?
          
          This isn't a story for the soft-hearted ones. 
          This is vengeance - fierce, brutal, and unstoppable.
          
          Brace your hearts, buckle your belt because this story is no less than a rollercoaster.”
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/401434902?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=dc__backup
          

Hi author  hope you're doing well  please update the story muqammal ishq ✨

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          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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Hello author.
          Sorry for posting this here.
          Readers! Are you someone looking for a short thriller book? Then "Maa: The Vengeance" is just for you!!
          
          "She lost her only family -- her child. People say she committed suicide, jumped off the building.
          But a mother knows is better than the passerbys, doesn't she?
          
          This isn't a story for the soft-hearted ones.
          This is vengeance -- fierce, brutal and unstoppable.
          
          Brace your hearts, buckle your belt because this story is no less than a rollercoaster."
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/401434902?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=dc__backup

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

          
          .....Sorry for being heree author ...... 
          
          
           Between Bones & Heartbeats
          
          Everyone asked the same question.
          
          "MBBS nahi mila?"
          
          Sanskriti Mishra learned to smile and ignore it.
          
          Getting into BHU's Physiotherapy program was supposed to be a proud moment. Instead, it became a constant reminder of the dream people thought she had failed to achieve.
          
          Determined to prove herself, she enters college with one goal:
          
          Study hard.
          Stay focused.
          Don't get distracted.
          
          Then she meets Dev Sharma.
          
          A first-year student with messy hair, endless jokes, and a cricket dream he was forced to leave behind.
          
          He wanted to become a cricketer.
          
          She wanted people to stop treating her dream like a second choice.
          
          Life had other plans.
          
          Between practical labs, hostel corridors, midnight study sessions, chai breaks, impossible exams, and the city of Banaras quietly watching from the sidelines, two strangers slowly become friends.
          
          And maybe something more.
          
          But college isn't just about love.
          
          It's about finding yourself when everyone expects you to be someone else.
          
          And sometimes, the hardest thing to heal isn't a muscle, a bone, or a ligament.
          
          It's a heart carrying dreams it never got to live.
          
          ✨
          
          A story of friendship, ambition, family expectations, missed dreams, and the people who help us find our way back to ourselves.
          
          
          "He couldn't become the cricketer he dreamed of being. She couldn't become the doctor everyone expected her to be. Somewhere in between, they found a dream worth sharing." 
          
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/412056683?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=library&wp_uname=akshiiwritess

https://www.wattpad.com/story/399927854?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=reading&wp_uname=ishqiawrites
          Hi!  I recently found your account and wanted to say hello. I'm a new writer and have just started posting my first book, so I'm slowly finding my place in the writing community. You seem really sweet, and I was wondering if you'd like to connect. It would be nice to have a fellow writer friend and support each other along the way. 

My earlier story and account got deleted because of my silly decisions. I'm writing a new story since I lost all my work too. It's an academic rivals to lovers. Do give it a try.
          
          
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/412310696?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=yanawritesbooks

hey! wanna do v4v and f4f? we can even do genuine comments on each other's work <3

https://www.wattpad.com/story/398861155?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm _content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=Tumhari_Mehbooba
          
          Tropes :-
          
          <> Highschool romance
          <> Highschool thriller
          <> Slow burn
          <>Neighbours
          <> Multi copule
          <> Forced proximity
          <> Family and friends
          
          This story is cute, funny romantic, soft and as well as thrilling that you may love.❣️
          
          Please give chance to my book it means a lot to me
          
          This book is written in roman urdu and hindi not English a something new to experience