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Hey! ✨
          My book “ISHQ DI BAAZIYAN” is now available on Wattpad. It’s a sweet highschool romance filled with friendship, nok-jhok, and love. 
          
          Do give it a read and support me with your votes and comments. It would mean a lot!
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/405688824?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=moonlitnavyy
          

Hey sorry for spamming here but please do check out my book>>>>
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/358510784?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=reading&wp_uname=amiablyyy

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          Can u plz give try to my book 'Ishq Hua Dard Hua' on my profile.

 Please try my work MY BILLIOANIRE HUSBAND
          
          Tropes
          Arranged marriage(secret and forced)
          Enemies to lovers
          Billionaire
          North Indian X South Indian
          Grumpy X Sunshine
          Best friend’s brother
          Sassy heroine
          Banter
          
          Hridhaya always knew Karthick was bad for her blood pressure-grumpy, arrogant, and permanently stuck in rage mode. But when their families drop the ultimate MARRIAGE bomb and decide they should get married, she realizes she’s officially living in her worst nightmare.
          
          HRIDHAYA:
          Marrying Karthick worser than to:
          ❌ Be buried under a mountain of cockroaches.
          ❌ That’s worse than being trapped in an elevator with a nosy auntie.
          ❌Worser than eating soggy panipuri all my life
          But no. Instead of living my peaceful, Karthick-free life, I’m now stuck in a wedding I never signed up for-with him, Mr Always Angry, cactus Karthick. The man who argues with me like it’s his full-time job.This isn’t a wedding. This is a hostage situation.
          
          KARTHICK:
          If someone had told me I’d be married to Hridhaya, I would have laughed in their face. Or screamed. Or maybe jumped into a crocodile-infested river-less painful than this. I hate her
          Because marrying Hridhaya?
          ❌ Using a blunt razor on the face and ending up with battle scars.
          ❌ Worse than being stuck in a never-ending WhatsApp family group.
          ❌  Worse than getting stuck in traffic right before reaching home when you really need to pee.
          She’s bossy, loud, and has an answer for everything. And now? She’s my wife.This is not a marriage. This is a lifetime sentence.
          
          The Real Problem?
          Between petty sabotage, accidental attraction, and a wedding they never asked for, their battle isn’t just about avoiding marriage anymore-it’s about surviving it.
          Because the more they fight, the closer they get... and the closer they get, the more dangerous this game becomes.
          This isn’t just a wedding. It’s an all out war.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/390508897-my-billionaire-husband
          
          
          

My apologies for sliding into your Conversations board uninvited. I just wanted to grab your attention to my stories.
          I have started writing a new story. I hope you'll like the blurb enough to read it. I have also written other stories. 
          There is an arranged marriage romance "Billion Dollar Wedding", a High School romance "My Enemy, My Stalker", a young adult, College Romance "Unravelling Aurora", and mafia romances "Mafia's Captive" "Mafia and Miss Honey"and “Becoming Her Romeo”. 
          Once again, I'm sorry for intruding.  
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/401045485-manifesting-the-mafia-prodigal-mafia-heirs-1

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          Do you read here often