archivesofrooh

Sorry for posting in your message board,  but if you do have time please do check out my new work!
          
          A desi multicouple novella featuring two brothers and sisters, polar opposites of each other yet still managing to be attracted to the other's chaos.
          
          Everything Unspoken is a love letter to all the people who've loved and lost, who've loved and lived, who've loved and loved and loved.
          
          So if you're one, (even if you're not) do check it out and drop your opinions!
          
          With lots of love,
          Rudra.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/410376495?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=archivesofrooh

Coffeewithkreety

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.

Authorserrrrra2

 #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_medium=
          
          
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vilvetquill

Heyyy you amazing human 
          
          Okay wait—don’t scroll. Just give me 20 seconds of your very precious life.
          
          So… this might sound a little dramatic (okay fine, VERY dramatic) but…
          deep breath
          Will you please read my story? 
          
          I promise I poured my heart, my mood swings, my delusions and my 3 a.m. overthinking into it. If you read it and don’t like it, I officially give you permission to judge me silently… or throw tomato emojis  in the comments. I’ll accept my fate with dignity.
          
          But if you do give it a chance, I hope it makes you smile, feel butterflies, maybe even scream internally a little 
          
          Please vote, comment, follow — but mostly comment because your thoughts mean everything to me. Even a tiny “nice” makes my whole day.
          
          
           I am 100% normal. Just a little filmy. My imaginary audience agrees. 
          
          Okay bye before I embarrass myself more.
          
          Yours truly,
          author ri                                                                                                                                                                       I think you'd like this story: "FOREVER, IT WAS YOU" by vilvetquill on Wattpad https://www.wattpad.com/story/408316867?utm_source=android&utm_medium=whatsapp&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=vilvetquill