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A Small-town Indian love founded on chai, papads, and pledges that come gently, like the rain where Meher and Dhruv's unexpected friendship gradually develops into something more in a small town where papads and chai are daily staples. Can their quiet love endure family strife and broken promises despite awkward window landings and private confessions? Enjoy a cup of chai, steal a papad, and immerse yourself in a romantic tale as pure and sweet as the monsoon wind.
Two Lives on the Edge Not every love story starts perfectly. Some start tough with pain, being betrayed, or feeling totally alone and unwanted. Zahid Khan knew that feeling. Standing on a bridge one rainy night, feeling like no one cared if he lived or died. He was an orphan no one wanted. A kid people made fun of for having big dreams. He was picked on and felt crushed by a world that only paid attention when he messed up. He aced his engineering entrance exams, but had no one to celebrate with. So, he walked to the edge of a bridge. Not drunk, not high, just done. Then he heard a cry. Not his. A baby's. Down below, wrapped in a bloody hospital blanket, was a baby someone had left behind. Zahid jumped. But not to end things. To save the baby. That baby saved him too. He named him Ahad โ The One. They werenโt related, but they were connected spiritually. He didn't know it then, but that night changed his life. Meanwhile, across town, another life was falling apart. Maha raheem was only fourteen when her dad stopped treating her like a daughter. Not because she messed up. But because she told the truth. About her sisterโs lies, her brotherโs bad behavior, and abuse no one wanted to admit. But instead of helping her, her own dad said she was jealous, rude, and an embarrassment. โYouโre lying, Maha. I believe Rabia.โ When she was seventeen, her sister came back after getting married for a family thing โ and tried to ruin Maha embarrass her, kick her out, and take away her inheritance. And it worked. She ended up with a suitcase, a broken heart, and no home. They thought theyโd broken her. But she got a scholarship instead. That day, she decided โI know how to fight for myself. I donโt need to bow down to anyone anymore.โ Two people, both left behind. One was saved by a baby's cry. The other by being in a courtroom. Neither of them believed in love. Neither trusted the world. They chose to be tough instead of showing weakness. But things happen for a reason. One day, theyโd meet in a courtroom. A cold, rich dad. A strong lawyer. And the boy who brought them together. Ahad โ the miracle child.
ishq sufiyana is a short stories collection 1.Serenading My heart {complete} Shreya x Siddhant Best friend sister x brother best friend Lawyer x Robotic engineer Introvert x extrovert Book lover x robots lover. "My body,my mind,my soul,my heart all is yours" ~siddhant 2. Verses from the Shadowed Heart๐คโจ Madhushree X rudransh childhood bestfriend fl rape victim slow burn writer X IAS Revenge "Your smile is my peace shree I can live without touching you whole life but going away from you will kill me within minutes" ~ rudransh 3. Blossom of love ๐{ongoing} Kainaat x Dhruvraj Accidental marriage Age gap Extrovert x introvert Law student x successful lawyer "Her innocence is enough for my love to bloom " ~ Dhruv 4. Dancing under the moon ๐{upcoming} Priti x Ajay Love at first sight Strangers x lovers Indian x american College junior x college senior "You are my moon my love my Priti" ~Ajay 5. Finding light in darkness ๐{upcoming} Palak x vansh doctor x patient Doctor x CEO Sunshine x grumpy "My love will heal your scars ansh" ~palak so my lovely angels ๐ to know their love stories read my book Ishq sufiyana. and give lots of love to my book๐ฅฐ Guys also all the pics and videos credit goes to their respective owners they are not mine.
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She was fading away he was just going through the motions. Yet, somehow, they found a reason to keep going in each other. Aarohi was a burst of laughter in a silent hospital. A girl with a yellow hat, fighting cancer, swiping sugar and drawing galaxies on her IV tape, she was a riot of color, even though her days were numbered. Kabir was a boy with more cash than sense. Quiet, lost, his body was alive, but his spirit wasn't. They met on a hospital roof, and it kicked off with jokes. Then friendship. And then, quietly, love. But they were running out of time. So, just when love found its voice, it was already slipping away. Will you ever become something? Like what? Someone whose name I can put 'my' in front of. A sweet, sad short story full of lovely moments, bittersweet secrets, stolen kisses, and a girl who shows him how to live, even as she gets ready to say goodbye. This isn't just a love story. It's a story of light, loss, and a love that grows from the ashes.
Our Love in Monsoon Light *A sensual, slow-burning Indian BL romance* When Arav, a reserved architect from Kochi, spends a night with Akshay, a bold fashion photographer from Bangalore, everything he knows about love and identity begins to unravel. Their bodies speak before their hearts do. A single night of surrender sparks a storm that neither can silence. But Arav is weighed down by expectations, family duty, and the pressure of a life not fully lived. He flees back to a city that demands obedience and a marriage that would erase him. Yet memories of Akshayโs hands, his lips, and his voice calling his name like a secret mantra refuse to fade. What starts as lust grows into a love that is both tender and transformative. When Arav finally returns, their reunion isnโt just passionate; itโs healing. As clothes fall and walls crumble, they rediscover each other not just as lovers, but as home. This is a story of soft mornings, tangled sheets, rain-soaked promises, and choosing truth over fear. Our Love in Monsoon Light is about the storms we run from and the ones we run toward.
๐๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ญ, ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ฉ๐, ๐๐ฅ๐ฐ๐๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฌ, ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐, ๐๐ง๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐ญ๐ข๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐งโ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ. ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ง ๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ, ๐๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ง๐๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ง๐จ ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฌ๐ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ก๐๐. ๐๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ง๐๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ๐งโ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ญ๐ฒโ๐ข๐ญ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ . ๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ซ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ฒ, ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ, ๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ง๐๐. ๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ญ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ซ๐๐, ๐ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ. (๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฌ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐๐๐ค๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฌ๐ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ข ๐๐ข๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐๐ข๐๐ฅ ๐จ๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐คญ) ๐๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ ๐ญ๐๐ง๐๐๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐๐ซ๐ค๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ; ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ก๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐๐ง๐๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ฌ, ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ซ๐ญ. ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐๐ง ๐ก๐๐๐ซ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก, ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฆ๐ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐-๐๐จ๐ฎ๐๐ญ. ๐๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ง๐ค๐๐ช๐ข. ๐๐ก๐ ๐ง๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ง๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐. ๐๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ง ๐๐ง๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก. ๐๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฆ. ๐๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ข ๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ค ๐๐ง๐๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ฒ. ๐๐ก๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐จ๐๐ฃ๐๐ข. ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐`๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฐ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ . ๐ซ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ . ๐ป๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ - ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ . ๐๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐คญ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐๐ก ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ง, ๐๐ง๐ ๐ข ๐๐ฆ ๐๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐๐ข๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ฒ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฅฐ. ๐๐๐ฅ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฌ๐๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐๐๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐.
Book 1 of Ishq series Dr Simran sinha (23 years old) a renowned ophthalmologist cute chubby bubbly girl.shy in front of strangers and for family and her besties she is a package of drama queen her Jaan she is very protective for her family and friends especially for her shivu her best friend and her love.she cannot express her feelings to him as he had feelings for another girl and don't want to lose his friendship she only wants him to be happy it didn't matter for her that he is with her or with another girl it only matters for her that he is happy. Because her love definition is if you love someone with a whole heart you will always want him or her to be happy. without being upset that he or she doesn't. love you Love is all about loving someone without any exceptions from him or her. Shivansh Malhotra ( 25 years old)Asia 's richest business tycoon,the owner of multi billion companies and the owner of Asia 's biggest gaming company and the king of the corporate world.He is a self made billionaire without any help from someone but there was a supporter who always stood by her simmi(simran) she always stands by her he loves his friends as his family didn't like him earlier and after becoming successful they are all around him and he feels like this is all fake and it's true. He also loves devika his childhood love but he leaves him saying she wants a break and breaks up with him leaving a heart break shivansh but he invests all his pain in his work becoming the richest business tycoon of the whole of Asia. And after 7 years of break up devika returns back to shivansh to make things better between them and propose him to marry her. What do you think will Shivansh accept devika proposal? Will simran could be able to tell her feelings to shivansh? What will happen to simran and shivansh story will it be complete or will become a incomplete story To know what will happen to their story read my story Accidentally yours๐. Before being named as Dard -E-Ishq
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