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Heyy diduuu!!! Kaisee hoo aur kaha gayab hoo???

I apologise if you do not want me promoting my book on here, you can delete my post if that is the case. 
          
          But I am writing my first ever story and I would really appreciate if you would check it out and share. 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/410439950?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details&wp_uname=simp233

I sincerely apologise to the author to promote my book here without her permission, in case if it's not allowed.
          
          Every word has a pulse.
          Every story has a cost.
          Each word she writes reshapes the world..
          And the line between author and god begins to blur.
          When fiction bleeds,
          no one is safe from the author.
          
          CRIMSON FREQUENCY is more than just sci-fi.
          It blends psychological thriller, buried secrets, and a past the world was never meant to uncover.
          As a zombie apocalypse unravels everything they thought they knew, a group must fight not only the undead—but the truth hidden behind their own reality.
          Because sometimes…
          The real horror isn’t the monsters.
          It’s the one holding the pen.
          
          Read to know more!
          
          © All Rights Reserved
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/403877891?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=Sheya_wrts
          
          
          
          And in case if you like Dark romance, then give this a try: Ananya: His Salvation
          
          A story where the author unintentionally finds herself in the same situation as one of her books she wrote. Living her life with the least of the worries, she felt eyes soon around her and realised she was being stalked. To worsen the situation, she got a parcel one fine morning where the secrets of her past lay hidden. Unspoken. Intriguing.
          
          A story where the underworld businessman came to India to find a mole that hid amongst his trusted men. And obsessing over an author was the last thing in his plans for coming to India. Yet he finds the peace in her, which he didn't realise he needed. 
          
          Two people, troubled with pasts.
          Both from different worlds with different goals.
          A woman who doesn't know she was being stalked.
          A man who wouldn't ever let her leave.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/401764138?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=Sheya_wrts

“I sincerely apologize for posting this here. I truly appreciate your support and understanding. However, if this isn’t appropriate, please let me know.”
          
          Hello, Wattpad readers! 
          
          I’m a new writer in this community, and I’m excited to share my debut book, "HIS ETERNAL WHISPER" —an arranged marriage story woven with romance, mystery, and heartbreak.
          
          My writing of this book blends dark romance with softer, emotional moments, so if that’s your kind of story, I’d truly love for you to check it out.
          
          This book follows an arranged marriage trope and explores themes like strangers-to-lovers, angst, grumpy x sunshine, age gap, mystery, and complex, sometimes toxic relationships. Please note that certain sensitive topics such as abuse are included, and all details are mentioned in the story info.
          
          If you enjoy the prologue, don’t forget to add it to your library and show some love 
          
          The characters, tropes, prologue, and Chapter 1 are already out, and I’ll be updating regularly!
          
          I’d really appreciate it if you gave it a chance and shared your thoughts—your feedback means everything to me. 
          
          My instagram is: thearyawrites
          
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/406540536?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=thearyawrites

hey lovelies 
          
          so I’ve been thinking… should I make a reader gc??
          
          like imagine us all in one chat just talking about the story, characters, spoilers, theories… basically chaos but fun..
          
          but I don’t wanna make it if no one’s gonna join lol 
          so tell me honestly… would you join or nah?

Tangled embers chapter is out do check out<3

Heyy dii! Hru??

Hey Sunshine ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡
          
          If you’re looking for something intense, emotional, and a little addictive… then give my book Devoted to You  #Duet-1) a try 
          
          It’s a slow-burn love story between an Army Major and a Mafia Queen — two completely opposite worlds, full of discipline, danger, power, and unspoken feelings. This isn’t instant love… it’s the kind that builds slowly and keeps you hooked.
          
          I’m updating the story daily, so you’ll always have something new to read!
          
          Give it a chance… maybe just one chapter — and if it pulls you in, stay till the end of their journey ❤️
          
          And if you like it, don’t forget to vote and share your thoughts, it truly means a lot to me 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/409036863?utm_source=android&utm_med

I sincerely apologise to the author to promote my book here without her permission, in case if it's not allowed.
          
          Every word has a pulse.
          Every story has a cost.
          Each word she writes reshapes the world..
          And the line between author and god begins to blur.
          When fiction bleeds,
          no one is safe from the author.
          
          CRIMSON FREQUENCY is more than just sci-fi.
          It blends psychological thriller, buried secrets, and a past the world was never meant to uncover.
          As a zombie apocalypse unravels everything they thought they knew, a group must fight not only the undead—but the truth hidden behind their own reality.
          Because sometimes…
          The real horror isn’t the monsters.
          It’s the one holding the pen.
          
          Read to know more!
          
          © All Rights Reserved
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/403877891?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=Sheya_wrts
          
          
          
          And in case if you like Dark romance, then give this a try: Ananya: His Salvation
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/401764138?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=Sheya_wrts

 #MAFIA_SERIES 
          
          Aanya, stop," Adwait said, his voice slightly louder now, laced with warning.
          
          She could see it-he was about to snap. Yes, yes, now he'll lose it, she thought, a thrill sparking in her chest.
          
          But instead of reacting with anger, Adwait simply leaned back in the chair, eyes locked on hers. Then, without a word, he began to unbutton his shirt-slowly, deliberately-each movement exaggerated, until he yanked it off and tossed it aside.
          
          Aanya's eyes widened. Her jaw dropped. Shock flooded her face.
          
          "Ahhh! Shameless!" she shouted, spinning on her heel and making a dash for it.
          
          But he was faster. Adwait stood in a flash, reached out, and caught her wrist mid-stride. She turned, her hand already balled into a fist, aiming straight for his face. But he caught it mid-air.
          
          In one smooth motion, he twirled her under his arm like a dancer, then leaned in and pressed a bold kiss to her left cheek.
          
          Her mouth dropped open again-outrage, disbelief, and something else flickering in her eyes.
          
          She didn't hesitate. This time she lifted her knee, aiming for his stomach, but he caught her leg with ease. Sliding one arm under her knee and the other around her waist, he bent her slightly backward in a dramatic dip. Before she could wriggle free, he kissed her right cheek.
          
          Then-thud.
          
          He let go.
          
          Aanya landed squarely on the floor, right on her backside.
          
          Crossing his arms over his bare chest, Adwait looked down at her, a smug smile playing on his lips.
          
          "You lost," he said.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/400266339?utm_source=android&utm_m
          
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