Shreya Agrawal

Hi !  I see if you’re into sports romance with all the chaos of a slow burn enemies-to-lovers, I’d really love it if you gave my story a try - "THE PITCH PERFECT EVERYTHING" It’s a mix of stadium lights, courtroom drama, family legacies, and two people who absolutely did not plan on crossing paths again—yet life had other ideas.
          
          The story centers on Abhay Sharma, a cricketer carrying the weight of expectations, and Ashwini Mehra, a young nutritionist who suddenly finds herself thrown into the same world as him. Their history is complicated, full of bitterness and misunderstandings, but the tension between them makes every interaction electric.
          
          This isn’t a fast, rushed romance—it’s the kind where every stolen glance, every argument, every reluctant truce builds toward something bigger. If you love the push and pull, the drama of past wounds clashing with present desires, and the adrenaline of sports woven into the tenderness of love, this might be your next read.
          
          Your support and feedback would mean so much—every reader makes the journey special. Hope you’ll give it a shot! 
          Link to the story 
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/401440586?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=aa_ushi16
          Love
          Aayushi 
          

The ride home was as lively as our town's graveyard. I was glued to the door the entire time, ready to jump out the minute we got to my house or just in case he decided to bring up what Dream Hero had had no problem discussing. I clutched the door handle like it was a lifeline and prayed it wouldn't result in me jumping out of a moving car.
          
          Hero didn't seem to notice. 
          
          It was clear that his mind was somewhere else. He didn't try to talk to me like he had done back in class which was good because all that I could think about was the fact that he had friendzoned me and that he had gotten Melissa's name wrong.
          
          I wanted to correct him so bad that I just—
          
          "It's Melissa." I blurted out the minute I got out of the car. "The girl Donovan's with, her name is Melissa. Not Melinda."
          
          "Okay? Potato Tomato." was his response. He looked at my hand that was still clutching the car door before looking back at me. "Can I go now?"
          
          "It's actually," I chuckled nervously, letting go of the door. "It's, um, tomato—Potato Potato and Tomato Tomato but I get your confusion—"
          
          "Harley."
          
          "Hm?"
          
          "Close the door." He muttered and I scrambled to do just that before rushing to get inside so that I could scream into my pillow at how ridiculous I had just been."Harley." He called out once more and I screeched to a halt like an unoiled robot, waiting for him to speak.
          
          "Check your messages once in a while." He mumbled. "Otherwise exchanging numbers would be pointless, wouldn't it?"
          
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          For your next read❤️
           https://www.wattpad.com/story/377348659-Socially-Awkward 

Hey can can you tell why Rohan was at Kia place when she was unconscious I forgot in ffmh

Hii! 
          
          Thank you so much if you’d consider adding  “Emerald Eyes” to your reading list and give it a try❣️I’d truly appreciate it as a writer.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/353630969-emerald-eyes
          
          You will love Liam’s and Alexandras’s steamy adventures ☺️ if you are a fan of fast paced mafia romance and erotica. 
          
          It would also mean a lot if you recommended the book to your friends! 
          
          I hope you have a wonderful time while reading and I wish you a great day,
          
          Evelyn

Bro u dead??....