kiaraa178

Merry Christmas, my angels ✨
          	Wishing you peace, warmth, and countless beautiful moments today.
          	Thank you for all the love you’ve given His Angle.

raipayal

@kiaraa178 same to you ☺️
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queen25112

@kiaraa178 hello di please aap apki book His Angle ke next chapters upload kar sakte ho please di and I love ur book His Angel may you also find someone like Aarav 

kiaraa178

@queen25112 Hello! Thank you so much for your love and support.
            The regular update day for His Angel is Wednesday, but since our book reached Top 10 today, I’ll be uploading the next chapter in a few minutes.
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pastelpearl_

"Mohabbat ho gayi aapse Major sahab...behad...bepanah mohabbat ho gayi hai aapse...Deewani ban gayi hoon aapki..."
          
          She looked straight into his eyes.
          
          "Mujhe apnaana ya na apnaana...yeh aapki marzi hai...main aapko majboor nahi kar sakti..."
          
          Then-
          
          With absolute confidence-
          
          She said,
          
          "Lekin main yahan vaada karti hoon...jaise main aaj aapki deewani hoon...ek din aap bhi mere deewane banoge...aapka dil sirf mere liye dhadkega...aapki aankhein sirf mujhe Dhoondegi..."
          
          He stepped closer.
          
          Dangerously close.
          
          A faint, mocking smile appeared on his lips.
          
          "Waise galatfahami tum achhi paal leti ho...koshish karke dekh lo..."
          
          With a sharp movement, he freed his hand.
          
          And walked away.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/409036863?utm_source=android&utm_med

1310reads

- Chosen Love (Arranged Marriage Romance)
          
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/1608720759?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=reading&wp_uname=1310reads
          
          
          Ruhika Mehta (26) does not believe in fairy tales but love.She values stability and finds purpose in building a life she can stand on her own.
          
          Shivansh Kapoor (30)  believes in earning respect rather than demanding it. His world runs on balance sheets, compliance reports, and quiet leadership - but beneath that composed exterior is a man who feels deeply and loves deliberately.
          
          They agree to an arranged marriage, the story does not begin with love but with choice utterly unprepared for what what happen when love knocks the doors of their hearts 
          
          Chosen Love is about marriage before romance, commitment before confession, and the quiet intimacy that grows when two people decide to stand beside each other — not out of pressure, but intention.
          
                                           Tropes
          
                -Arranged Marriage
              -Slow Burn
              -He Falls Steadily
              -She Falls Quietly
              -Loyal Partners
              -Marriage Before Love
              -Career Woman x Self-Made Man
              -Emotional Intimacy 
              -Mutual Respect

__suzy__saly__

Apologies for the interruption, but I truly hope it’s okay to share this here. 
          
          I understand this space belongs to another amazing author, and I really appreciate your kindness and understanding for letting me share this here.
          
          Hello everyone 
          
          I’m a debut author, and my story “ENIGMA: UNVEILED” is a tale of slow-burn tension, forbidden attraction, and the chaos of two worlds colliding.
          At its heart, it’s about Mrunal Bhargav a curvy, strong-willed yet tender-hearted woman who hides her insecurities behind quiet strength, and Rudra Singh Shekhawat, her magnetic, cold, and impossibly powerful boss, the kind of man who commands rooms with a glance and doesn’t play by the rules… until she comes along.
          
          What starts as a job becomes something far more dangerous when sparks ignite in boardrooms and late-night conversations. He’s the storm she never saw coming. She’s the line he swore never to cross. But one stolen glance is all it takes to start an obsession neither can escape.
          
          If you love forbidden office romance, intense chemistry, and a love story that burns slow but hits hard, I’d be honored if you gave it a chance.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/376394209-enigma-unveiled-%F0%9F%A5%80
          
          Your support means the world to me.

YashikaDhumal4

Hello dear author, 
          I just want to ask you if you are going to update the next chapter of his Angel or are you going to stop this is story in the middle way because it is showing completed but it is not in completed

kiaraa178

@YashikaDhumal4 Hello,
            No, I’m not stopping the story. It’s just showing completed because I had completed it here in Dec 2025, then shifted to Scrollstack in Feb 2026. Now I’m updating it here again.
            
            The full completed version of the book is available on Scrollstack, and here I’ll be updating one chapter every Wednesday. So don’t worry and stay tuned.
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Vanya_Raghuvanshi

 #NEW BOOKS
          
          "Why are you here?" he demanded, voice a low growl, words trembling on the edge of rage. "In my territory. In my empire. What do you want?"
          
          V.S. took a step forward. One deliberate, measured step. The click of her boots echoed through the marble, sharp and intrusive-like a warning.
          
          "You," she said, voice calm, steady, chillingly intimate. "Mr. Raghuvanshi."
          
          Raghav's blood ran hot. Fury ignited, spreading like wildfire under his skin. He took two quick, sharp steps back-not in fear, but in preparation, predator acknowledging prey.
          
          "Don't you dare come near me," he snapped, voice dropping to deadly calm, his hand drifting toward his gun. "I already have the world's prettiest wife. I don't allow anyone else near me."
          
          She didn't step back. Didn't flinch. Instead, the rage in her eyes softened ever so slightly, revealing a different layer-cold, poised, untouchable.
          
          
          "Maybe," she said quietly, almost casually, almost amused, "I'm prettier than her."
          
          Every word struck him, sharp as a knife. His hand tightened around the gun, knuckles white, calm and lethal fury coiled like a spring in his chest.
          
          "Leave. Now," he warned, voice low, measured, every syllable carrying the weight of lethal intent. "Or I won't think twice before shooting you where you stand."
          
          Her voice softened. Not surrendering. Not frightened. Almost intimate.
          
          "Your wife," she said quietly, her tone eerily calm, "is very lucky."
           
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/406993657?utm_source=android&utm_med