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Katha Mathur:- A girl broken by her own family. Agastya Shrivastav:- Bound by a promise to his late mother. Both of them combined in an alliance. What destiny holds for them?

ang story na Inyong mababasa ay tongkol sa dalawang puso na magkaiba Ang layunin, dahil Minsan nang nagkasalobong Ang kanilang mga puso subalit Hindi umaayon sa kanila Ang panahon dahil sa di Sila tanggap nang pareho nilang panig.. SAMANTA GUIVARA-nag iisang anak nang presidenti lumaking sunod sunoran at may takot sa ama pero sa likod non may tinatago din itong kakaibang ugali mabait sa mansion subalit iBang tao kapag nasa labas at malayang nakakagalaw. kaya din nitong paibigin Ang kahit na sino dahil sa angkin nitong kagandahan pormal manamit at kahit na sino mahahatak talaga dahil sa magaganda nitong mga Mata. kaya nagawa nyang paglaruan Ang puso nang taong Minsan na syang minahal. SHANTAL SANDOVAL- Bunsong anak nang isang CEO lahat nang gusto naibibigay sakanya nang kanyang mga magulang kahit Hindi nya hingiin, wag reklamo sa lahat simpling babae mabait na kapated at anak, subalit sa kabila nang kanyang kabaitan masusubok Ang kanyang katatagan nang sya ay magmahal sa taong Hindi pa handa magiging matatag paba sya ipaglalaban nya pa ba oh aayaw na dahil subra na syang nasasaktan.. Hindi mo kilangang makipag kompitinsya Lalo na kapag puso Mona Ang nakataya, aminin natin lahat Tayo nagmamahal lahat Tayo umaasa na balang araw makakatagpo Tayo nang taong tatanggap at mamahalin Tayo nang boo. pero lagi nating alalahanin na Hindi Tayo robot may puso Tayo na laging handang masaktan kahit ano mang Oras..at matuto din tayong bumitaw Lalo na Kong Hindi na Tayo mahal.. new story unlock.. author: MJHOY CAPINDIT DO NOT COPY MY STORY..😊

Welcome to the Annual Short Story & Poetry Writing Contest, where words ignite imagination and creativity takes center stage. Whether you're a storyteller or a poet, this is your chance to captivate, inspire, and share your voice with the world. All genres, all styles-one platform to shine. Let your stories speak. Let your verses rise.

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They both love each other from childhood and promised to marry but after growing up love is alive in one's heart but not in the other's heart.. But if you fall in love once, that love always stays alive in your heart. after many years, just a one glance made both their hearts beat faster but one recognized immediately and the other remained unaware and ignore all the things whatever happened in future but maybe you must have heard this love never fails. So now let's start their story... I hope you all love this one...

This story is about a modest hardworking man and a modern generation woman crossing paths. A woman who is practical, straight forward, harsh , doesn't consider about others opinion or feelings, more like she has no emotional attachment with anyone nor with herself. Especially she discourages people having belief over a creation called "GOD" , she name those people as "FOOLS" for having belief in a statue or unknown creature rather than having belief on themselves..... Until one day she crossed her path with a man who is modest, religious, a soul guided by faith. He walks with humble strides, his eyes cast downward in reverence. His heart beats with Taqwa - consciousness of Allah's presence in every moment. In his presence, peace settles like a gentle breeze. His faith inspires hope, reminding all that righteousness and kindness can flourish in every heart. The journey of her witnessing miracles, hardships and different perspective of the world which was never seen by her. She was always right... But after meeting him SHE WAS PROVEN WRONG FOR THE FIRST TIME IN HER LIFE....... She made the challenge to win but in the end HE WON!! "I'll come running when you call my name"༊*·˚༊*·˚ Qs. Al-Baqarah [21:186]

Sienna Sinclair has one goal: secure Sinclair Lux, the empire her father built and the only piece of him she has left. But with his will still missing and the board threatening to strip everything from her, she discovers a cruel clause buried in the company charter: To inherit, she must get married. Every option is a disaster-until the only person who steps forward is the last man she ever wanted to see again. Leo Warner Her former high school tormentor. Her sworn enemy. The boy who used to look at her like she ruined his entire world... Because, in a way, she did. Leo never forgave Sienna for destroying the one thing he ever loved-his relationship with his late girlfriend. She was the reason it all fell apart. The reason he carries guilt, grief, and a wound he never let heal. So when circumstances force him into a fake marriage with the girl he's hated for years, Leo wants nothing except to make it strictly business. But life doesn't follow contracts. Forced to share a home, a company, and a past neither of them has fully faced, their hatred becomes a battlefield-one filled with sharp words, unresolved pain, and sparks they're both trying to smother. Because the truth is far messier than either of them expected. And the closer they get, the harder it becomes to tell what's more dangerous: The lies that tore them apart... Or the feelings that might bring them back together. I hope I get a better support on this novel😮‍💨🫶❤️❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

She didn't believe in love, and he didn't chase it. But when their worlds collided on a hillside under the open sky, laughter, chaos, and quiet care began weaving a story neither of them expected. A journey of stolen glances, small gestures, and heart-fluttering moments - this is a story of love that sneaks in when you least expect it". This is a story of Fathima ahmed and Shariq Syed ur Rahman both different in personalities but not so different. What will happen when these two worlds collide one who doesn't believe in love at first sight and the other who silently hopes she would experience the love she read Abt at 3 am This story is pure fiction straight from my late night assumptions English is not my first language any errors may happen Ps:- this is my first time writing a story please give it a read

The Kingdom of Rising Book Two of the Ruined Realms Saga Five months after the war, Ria stands among the ruins she fought to reclaim. Her kingdom is rising again - stone by stone, heart by heart - but peace is proving far more dangerous than war ever was. The prophecy that once whispered hope now dictates their path, and its fulfillment may demand more than they are willing to give. To see it through, the fractured kingdoms must unite-and an unexpected, otherworldly ally appears in their midst: Eli, an angel whose loyalty carries a cost none can measure. Yet as they race to fulfill destiny, Varian moves in secret to shatter it, his reach closer than anyone suspects. Together, Ria and her companions must hunt for a weapon powerful enough to kill an angel - a relic said to be hidden on an island that most believe a myth. But as villages burn and shadows move in the cracks between alliances, one traitor is caught... and another still hides among them. Amid the growing storm, Ria's bond with Nikolai - the Umbra Kyrios, feared king of TharVhal and the male fate bound her to - is pushed to its breaking point. Secrets fester between them, truths neither dares to speak, and the line between love and ruin blurs with every heartbeat. The Kingdom of Rising is a story of power and passion, of betrayal and unyielding love - where the light itself must bow to the shadows to survive.

We were just friends... at least that's what we always said. But feelings? They don't really listen to us, do they? Twelve of us. A bond like senior and junior, Same school. Same group. Laughing, fighting, pulling each other's leg... thinking life is all about fun. But slowly, things changed. Some friendships turned into something more. Some hearts broke. Some promises... never stayed the same. We didn't plan to fall for each other. But maybe... that's what life had planned for us all along. Aashiq Tera: Yaari Se Badhkar Because sometimes... love starts with friendship. And sometimes... it becomes more than that. What do you think... can friendship truly survive when hearts get involved? Or does love always change everything?

If you don't know what to read look here, cause I will put the best stories of certain chosen categories and weekly put different activities like book exchange, writing competitions ... Todos los derechos reservados All the rights to the authors of the stories I put here. All characters belong to each author.

a story where two hearts collided, two souls became one but the race...... didn't approve of their union while their religions didn't even dare to give a chance,..... Dive into the story and enjoy yourself

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** The book chapter 1-13 is under editing ** "Oh, you're using sir now? How polite of you. Did a fairy bite you overnight?" She didn't even blink. "No, but apparently I needed to remind myself how to behave in the presence of egotistical bosses." I smirked again. Fire. Always fire with this girl. "You call that a reminder? You stormed into my cabin like it's a wrestling ring." Her eyes blazed like I'd challenged her to a duel. "Because that's what this job feels like lately. Wrestling with my sanity." "Then maybe you should quit before you embarrass yourself." "Oh no, sir. Quitting is for the weak. I stay. I slay. And I collect pay." That caught me off guard. I let out a short laugh genuine, rare. "Is that a quote from your diary or from others' dairy?" She rolled her eyes but didn't budge. "You think this is funny? Humiliating me every second day? Whispering threats in an elevator like we're in some psychological thriller?" I stepped closer, voice dropping. "You think I care about you or what you think?" Silence. "You wore the other perfume today." "Oh, you noticed." "You have nothing to notice." The air shifted-tense, dense. Even my breath slowed. "Sorry, I didn't know your nose was on the board of directors." I stepped even closer, locking eyes with her. "Careful, Mannat. You're in my territory now." But she didn't even flinch. Just whispered with deadly precision "And you're in mine, every time you talk like that."

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DARK WITH LOVE """Is my dad the reason for everything?""" Zoya's voice broke. "I waited for you, Ren... and I'm tired. But now... it's too late. I want to move on." Ren looked at her, his eyes brimming with tears. Later, Zoya walked in wearing her bridal dress, holding a bouquet of flowers. Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears, fighting to hold them back tears heavy with regret. Han whispered to her,"My choice is always good."

I am not good in description. so read the book to find out. thank you 💕💕💕 started: 16th June 2025

♡𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘎𝘢𝘮𝘦'𝘴 𝘖𝘧 𝘍𝘢𝘵𝘦♡ Serra Raut stepped into Mumbai with a single purpose to build her future, and nothing else. Stay away from Love, distractions, unnecessary drama. With her younger sister Nisha at her side, she carried her dreams like armor, walking through the city that promised opportunity but demanded resilience. Every step felt heavy with responsibility, yet exhilarating with possibility. Advik Malhotra belonged to the city; born and raised in its chaos and rhythm, he was confident, untouchable, and precise, with no room for attachments, for feelings, for anyone who could slow him down. Their worlds were never meant to collide, yet fate had other plans. A glance here, a brush there, and the air between them shifted, electric and unspoken. The game had begun, and neither of them knew who would falter-or if anyone would ever surrender.