@mysticduff
Hey lovelies, so sorry to spam it here free to delete it if it sound spam , also guys I am writing this book in historical genre, if you give like this kind of books give mine a try , do vote and comment thankyou.
https://www.wattpad.com/story/400460912?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=BABYELENOR
Updated!!
Vote, comment and share it with your friends!❤️
https://www.wattpad.com/story/385611790
Hey author . Why are you not updating ratnakund?? Are you okay?
@nightshadows771 Hey, how are you? Thanks for your concern. I'm good. It's just I'm really busy since the past month that's why chapters aren't being updated. But I'll try to see if I can update this month. Thanks again for asking.
I have my first book on Wattpad please read and vote. It's a work in progress but Would love any sort of feedback on it!
It's called Loves Hidden Price
https://www.wattpad.com/story/380753361?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=SimplyMel_01
What do you think about Vikram?
Like his persona, is he too quiet, rude or just shy?
Kaisi vibes aati hai uske character se aap logo ko?
Anyone up for answering this ques?
Aur latest chapter kaisa tha vo bhi batana.
BTW this is for you> ❤️
If you crave a morally grey Mafia boss who'd burn the world for the one he can't have, and a fierce heroine who refuses to be tamed, then this is for you.
✨ 10-year age gap
Brutal, possessive love
Mafia, betrayal, and dangerous obsession
⚖️ A romance so forbidden, it could destroy them both
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"Catch me if you can, Uncle Leo,"
she teases, running through his gothic mansion, her giggles echoing through the vast halls.
"Coming, little butterfly..."
He smirks, whistling a slow, eerie tune like a psychopath as he stalks toward her-unhurried, deliberate, like a predator toying with its prey.
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Kiara Jordan lost her parents in a tragic accident-or so she was told.
Raised by the powerful Casanova mafia family, she was sheltered from their world of crime.
But when she uncovers evidence that her parents' deaths weren't an accident, she realizes someone in the family is hiding the truth.
Leonardo Casanova, her guardian and once-trusted protector, warns her to stop digging.
But is he protecting her-or hiding his own dark secrets?
As danger closes in and forbidden feelings ignite, Kiara must decide: expose the truth and risk everything, or trust the man who may have betrayed her all along?
Read it now:
https://www.wattpad.com/story/385346464?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=thedelusionalwriterr
( Ps: Contains mature content. Readers discretion is advised. )
Hello Author, sorry for posting it here
If you all are interested in a strong female character story then please do check out my story.
The princess with frozen heart
"As Princess Aslesha uttered her final prayer, her voice trembled with despair: 'God, freeze my heart, so it can't endure more pain.' She vowed to abandon her faith and take control of her destiny.
Can a warm heart thaw a frozen one?
Two souls, bound by shared loss and anguish, now walked divergent paths. One fuelled by the fiery passion of revenge, the other driven by the gentle flame of redemption.
What will happen when two enemies meet, what happen when fate decides to test them in very phase of their life.
Will vengeance consume them, or will redemption heal their shattered hearts?
https://www.wattpad.com/story/377522396-the-princess-with-frozen-heart
Please give a little try to my story
Tropes:
Arranged Marriage
Age Gap
Grumpy x Sunshin
Slow Burn but Intense
Insecure FMC
Possessive MMC
Royal Romance
Dedication: To the girl who never felt enough and the man who made sure she knew she was. For the love that unravels insecurities, burns slow, and consumes completely.
https://www.wattpad.com/story/392094095?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=moonlittalesss
Calcutta, 1941.
The city was a storm waiting to break. It whispered secrets through the rustling leaves of the banyan trees, hid conspiracies in the ink-stained fingers of revolutionaries, and carried the scent of rebellion in the air thickened with the promise of war.
In a dimly lit room, three women sat together-Anokhi, Adhriti, and Aira-their voices hushed yet urgent, their hearts pounding with a cause greater than themselves. They did not wield guns or swords, but something far more dangerous-defiance.
They would write.
They would fight.
And they would not break.
https://www.wattpad.com/story/390961506?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=prxttylxlies