readwithshona

‎Hiee
          ‎‎If you’re looking for a good rom-com story, then you should definitely read this one –
          
          ‎Naintara : Her Arranged Husband
          ‎https://www.wattpad.com/story/399037571?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=shonawritess
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          ‎My back hit the wall, and before I could process anything, he caged me in completely. His arms rested on either side of my shoulders, trapping me between his tall frame and the cold wall behind me.
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          ‎I didn't know why... but my heartbeat started racing like a bullet train.
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          ‎"W‑what are you doing?" I whispered, hating how my voice trembled.
          ‎God, why am I stuttering?
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          ‎"You said na I'm shy," he replied, looking straight into my eyes-unyielding, intense, like he could see right through me.
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          ‎I didn't even realize when I nodded. My body reacted faster than my brain.
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          ‎"N‑no.. I didn't mean that," I tried to say, but before I could think, it was already too late.
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          ‎He had already pinned both of my hands above my head with one of his, his grip firm but careful. His other hand slid to my waist, pulling me impossibly closer-close enough that my breath tangled with his.
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          ‎"No," he whispered against my ear, his voice low and warm.
          ‎"Let me show you... what your 'shy' husband can actually do."
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          ‎He fell first. For him, love means Naintara. But she doesn't believe in love;love means nothing to her! 
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          ‎On their wedding night itself, she told him not to expect anything from her.
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          ‎Will they be able to live together?
          ‎Will she ever accept him as her husband?

MoonAura_drift

hlo dear , sorry for promoting my book here without your permission 
          i'm a new writer and currently working on my book 
          Ishani-his mohbbat
          Tropes:-
          
          ☆ Arranged Marriage
          ☆ Romantic Husband × Bubbly Wife
          ☆ CEO × Fashion creater
          ☆ She Fell First, He Fell Harder
          ☆ Slow Burn
          ☆ Protective Male Lead
          ☆ Respectful but Distant Male lead
          ☆ Dream-chasing female lead 
          ☆ Hidden Feelings
          A love quiet, fierce, and destined-
          bound by a sacred thread that refuses to break
          
          please give it a chance and Leave feedback 
          thank you 
          have a nice day/night✨ ✨
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/404130950-ishani-his-mohabbat

beingam

Hi dear reader ! Hope you're doing well. If you're  interested in completed books, then I have a completed book (47k+ views) on Middle Class arranged marriage (trending#3 in #middleclass) that is 'BETWEEN NUMBERS AND NOTES'. It's about a couple's journey from strangers to being the cornerstone of each other when life hits rock bottom. It doesn't have heart-wrenching tragedies or blood-sucking villains, and I hope you'll enjoy that. If you have time, do check it out.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/393392651-between-numbers-and-notes-%E2%9C%94%EF%B8%8F

RiyaraQuinn

Hey  I'm really sorry for sliding into your conversation board. If this makes you uncomfortable you can delete this.
          
          This is my first story. I request you to give this book a chance. Just read the first chapter and you will know whether to continue or not. Just one read please would mean a lot
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/399737699?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=RiyaraQuinn

CreativeQuill13

Hi @aarushisingh890 !                                                                                                                                   I write stories about love, loss, and the moments that stay with us forever. My stories explore the emotions we hide, the words we never say, and the memories that shape us. I hope my words make you feel deeply, reflect, and remember that every ending—no matter how painful—teaches us something beautiful. I am inviting you to join me in this journey.                                 Thank you for your precious time. Have a good day.