fanciful_writes

Assalamu alaikum! Hoping you are doing well! I am writing an desi enemies to lovers book that has lots of chaos, comedy, romance and a little bit of drama.And I would really appreciate it if you could check out my book and share your precious reviews on it.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/358410204?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=fanciful_writes 
          
          
          You can also check out my other book, which revolves around two sworn enemies who were tied to each other because of a business deal hatched by their fathers and then again separated because of their selfish motives. Seven years later, fate makes them cross paths again, but this time along with their six-year-old daughter.
          
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/404853055?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=fanciful_writes

author_Aakshi

Hey dear,sorry to bother you.I am an author.
          Do try out my story.I hope it won't disappoint you.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/407633822?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=author_Aakshi

sruthikap

@author_Aakshi  sure  i will definitely try it ❤️
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shonawrts

If you're looking for a good rom-com, mysterious, suspens and comedy type 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
          
          ———
          
          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.
          
          I didn’t know why… but my heartbeat started racing like a bullet train.
          
          “W-what are you doing?” I whispered, hating how my voice trembled.
          God, why am I stuttering?
          
          “You said na I’m shy,” he replied, looking straight into my eyes—unyielding, intense, like he could see right through me.
          
          I didn’t even realize when I nodded. My body reacted faster than my brain.
          
          “N-no.. I didn’t mean that,” I tried to say, but before I could think, it was already too late.
          
          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.
          
          “No,” he whispered against my ear, his voice low and warm.
          “Let me show you… what your ‘shy’ husband can actually do.”
          
          ——
          
          He fell first. For him, love means Naintara.
          But she doesn’t believe in love; love means nothing to her!
          
          On their wedding night itself, she told him not to expect anything from her.
          
          Will they be able to live together?
          Will she ever accept him as her husband?

shonawrts

If you're looking for a good rom-com, mysterious, suspens and comedy type 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
          
          ———
          
          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.
          
          I didn’t know why… but my heartbeat started racing like a bullet train.
          
          “W-what are you doing?” I whispered, hating how my voice trembled.
          God, why am I stuttering?
          
          “You said na I’m shy,” he replied, looking straight into my eyes—unyielding, intense, like he could see right through me.
          
          I didn’t even realize when I nodded. My body reacted faster than my brain.
          
          “N-no.. I didn’t mean that,” I tried to say, but before I could think, it was already too late.
          
          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.
          
          “No,” he whispered against my ear, his voice low and warm.
          “Let me show you… what your ‘shy’ husband can actually do.”
          
          ——
          
          He fell first. For him, love means Naintara.
          But she doesn’t believe in love; love means nothing to her!
          
          On their wedding night itself, she told him not to expect anything from her.
          
          Will they be able to live together?
          Will she ever accept him as her husband?