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𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔 , 𝑨 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒏 . ── .✦── .✦ 𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐮 , 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 - 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐲 , 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 , 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 . 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐢 , 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 , 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝 . ─ .✦── .✦ 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝 . ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 . 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 , 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 . 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬 , 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐭 .

The title says it all <3

This is a work of fiction. Characters may be inspired but are entirely reimagined Having the quality of soulfulness. What you must seek is not salvation but ruhaniyat. We are made of sand and to sand we must return. But what remains is the soul❤️

[ Book 1 In Qalb Series ] She was his peace & he was her warmth.🤍 Peek in if you wanna read about, "Bridging Hearts" [A Muslim Story] which revolves around two individuals Azlaan & Zara. Azlaan, a quiet reserved person, with his buried emotions came back to Pakistan, and got stuck there when he fell in one sided love with Zara.. will he be able to win her heart? Or will Zara, an aspiring surgeon, be able to fulfill her dreams by getting married, even though it's not something she had planned?" ‼️ Please respect the author's creativity and effort by not copying any aspect of this story. [Any form of copying, reproducing, or adapting' including scenes, ideas, or re written dialogues-is strictly not allowed. Unauthorized use will be considered a violation of intellectual property rights.]

Ayinah lived a simple life- filled with quiet joy, strong faith, and love for her family. Until everything changed. When her mother is diagnosed with a life-threatening illness, Ayinah is faced with a reality she cannot escape- they don't have the money to save her. Desperate and running out of time, she is willing to do anything... Until she meets him. Thorne Muller III- a man known for his wealth, his arrogance, and his ability to get exactly what he wants. He offers her a solution. A way to save her mother's life. But at a price she never imagined. One condition- she must carry his child. Caught between her dignity and her desperation, Ayinah is forced to make a choice that could change her life forever. Because sometimes... love is not just about sacrifice. It's about what remains of you after you've given everything away. 🔥If love costs you everything... is it still worth it? Completed June 25, 2016® Original Title: Surrogate for Arrogant Billionaire's Baby Published in Dreame Stories with a title LOVE ACTUALLY HIGHEST RANK: #1 AUGUST 18, 2016 © 2016 E D E N | All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, without my permission. NO PLAGIARISM!

This is the story of Adwya Rathore - a name feared in the business world, not just for his success, but for the ruthless way he wins. Where his empire stands, his dominance speaks. To the world, he is a playboy - and not without reason. Every new beauty is a desire, every new connection just another game. But beyond the power, wealth, and dangerous charm... there exists an innocent heart that loves him endlessly - fully aware of his flaws, yet unable to stop loving him. He doesn't even know she exists in his world of chaos. Will a wild heart ever learn the meaning of true love? Or will destiny keep them apart forever? Read the story of passion, power, and untold love - Ruthless Feelings ❤️‍🔥

Heyyy, readers!! 💌 While exploring stories on Wattpad, I realized I rarely come across ones that feel truly authentic and deeply touching. I've always loved reading, and I've always wanted to write something of my own-so here I am, sharing a piece of my heart with you: "THAHARAV." ✨ Preeti Advait Thakur and Advait Thakur are bound together in an arranged marriage-two individuals who are mature yet childish, understanding yet stubborn in their own ways. But somewhere between unspoken words and stolen glances... something begins to change. Let's dive into their journey and discover what life has in store for them. Because sometimes, in the middle of chaos- life pauses... Thaharav. Since this is my first time writing, there may be some grammatical errors-but I promise to keep improving. I kindly ask for your support and encouragement as I begin this journey. 💖 Thank you so much, divas!! 🌸

Two broken souls, forced into an unwanted marriage, struggle under the weight of expectations-will they survive the life they never chose, or lose themselves trying? Shivangi was never extraordinary-just a simple girl, a loving daughter with quiet dreams shining in her eyes. But those dreams begin to shatter the moment she is forced into an arranged marriage she never wanted, a life she was never ready to live. With no choice left, she steps into a world heavy with expectations, where every breath feels like a responsibility she didn't ask for. At a young age, she has already learned what it means to be left behind... by people she once called her own. Rishi is no hero. No billionaire. No mafia king. Just an ordinary man-the younger son of a middle-class family, burdened with failures in love, strained relationships, and a constant reminder of what society calls "success." He stands as a harsh truth: in a world driven by money, a man without it is often left unseen, unheard... and unrespected. Bound together by circumstances neither of them chose, Shivangi and Rishi are now tied in a marriage that feels more like a test than a promise. With pressure mounting from every direction, their lives begin to suffocate under expectations that could break even the strongest souls. At an age where they should have been chasing dreams, they are fighting just to survive.

𝑴𝒚 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏 𝑩𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 - 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 1

***He spent centuries learning the past. She was the only future he couldn't predict.*** Carlisle is an old vampire teaching history in the University of Alaska. He's been devoted to his wife and family for over a century. Now his quite and predictable life is turning upside down with the arrival of a new collage student.

𓂃 ࣪˖ .°･: *✧･ﾟ:* 🌷 *:･ﾟ✧*:･°. ˖ ࣪𓂃 हलचल हुई, ज़रा शोर हुआ। दिल चोर हुआ, तेरी और हुआ।। ऐसे चले जब हवा ° ˖ ࣪𓂃 इश्क़ हुआ ही हुआ ° ˖ ࣪𓂃 " Loving him isn't a choice anymore, it's the only language my soul remember... " " If surrender feels like peace in her presence, then may be losing my self was never a loss. " If devotion had a face may be it chanted thier name in whisper, they fall in love with eachother in that innocent age but vow to be eachother forever till eternity. ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── किसी ने न किया है जैसा इश्क़ तेरा मेरा, मैं दौड़ता आता हु कोई नाम ले जो तेरा। किसी ने न किया है जैसा इश्क़ तेरा मेरा, मेरे गमों का रात का तू है उजला सितारा ।। " Aaj bhi agar krishn ki bnasuri hota toh uski swar mein sirf Radha ki hi naam gunjta... Ek aisi hi prem ki chahat thi humein... " " I know tumhari krishn jaisa prem toh main nahin kar sakta shayad par anant kal tak main tumhari hi rahunga, Meri chahat bas yahi hai ki mujhe log tumhare naam se jane jaise log radha bolte hai Krishna ke pehle hum unke jaise nahin hai par fir bhi .... " In his eyes, there was something sacred about her- something so pure, it made her believe that maybe, just maybe... love like theirs still exists in this world. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 🌷 ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

"How dare you accept his flowers?" Before she could even react, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. Sejal stumbled, her body colliding straight into his chest. Her breath hitched. "I warned you, didn't I?" he said, his jaw tight, eyes dark with something she couldn't fully name... anger, yes but something deeper, more dangerous. His grip tightened. Too tight. His nails unintentionally dug into her skin. "Ouch-!" she winced, her face scrunching in pain. And that's when it happened. The shift. His eyes dropped to her wrist. Red. Marked because of him. As if reality snapped back into place, he immediately let go, his fingers retreating like he'd been burned. "Shit... I-" His voice softened instantly. "I'm really sorry, baby... did it hurt?" he murmured, his thumb brushing lightly over the same spot he had just hurt. The same hand. The same man. Two extremes. Sejal didn't answer. She just looked at him. And for a moment... she didn't know which version of him was real. ~~~ Sejal Sharma. A 19 year old first-year BSc Mathematics student. Soft-hearted. Kind. The kind of girl who finds it easy to love everyone. Everyone... except one person. Dev Dixit. Her brother's best friend. The one person she could never stand. Years ago, when the Dixit family shifted from India to Australia, Sejal had been happy. Relieved, even. Distance meant peace. Or at least that's what she thought. Because life had other plans. Now, she was in Australia too. Living alone in an apartment just a few houses away from the Dixit residence. Same city. Same university. And Dev Dixit? He wasn't just around anymore. He was closer than ever. An MSc first-year student. Older. Sharper. More dangerous than she remembered. And this time...there was no escaping him.

"Chemistry is just pretty lies with dangerous reactions... like love, but worse." That was the line. The exact line that got Hae Soo detention on a random Tuesday afternoon in a Seoul all girls college where discipline wore soft smiles and rules came wrapped in politeness. She had said it half joking, half exhausted, completely unaware the new chemistry intern had heard everything. Mr Woo Suk. Twenty four. Fresh out of his bachelors. Too young. Too sharp. Too observant. Hae Soo, an average student with a secret life as a Wattpad writer, turned her irritation into fiction, crafting a villain inspired by him. It was her escape, her control, until her diary reached the one person it shouldn't have. "I didn't give you permission to read that." "You didn't make it hard to find." Instead of ending her story, he changed it. "Make him the hero." Forced to rewrite, she began sharing every chapter with him. What started as punishment turned into something dangerously personal. He read between her lines. She wrote knowing he would. The villain softened. So did he. And somewhere in between, feelings grew, unspoken, inconvenient, real. Until reality interrupted. "I want you to meet someone." Her stomach sank. "My fiancée." "And I've been transferred." Pause. "To Japan." Of course. What followed was silence filled with everything they never said. "You stopped writing." "No... I just stopped posting." "Why?" "Because I don't know how it ends." Five years later, she was no longer invisible. Her stories had a voice. But one remained unfinished. Then he returned. "Did you ever fix the ending?" She held his gaze, the past lingering between them like an unsolved equation. "Chemistry is beautiful reactions creating something new... just like love, but stronger."

once upon a time, In the middle of nowhere In the world where somewhere Two worlds collided in motion Two hearts entangled in real Fiction the journey had it's own grand tour from Chicago to Rome and even Paris was in the view from until then - holding on to until then - almost they were feeling something new. life decisions, career, family, friends, this story has been through every phase and all ends still they never left each other wondering or thought of what ifs, buts, or left to nothing they both just wanted to be with each other nothing more nothing less was their demand just so that they could be with each other they were unbothered about the world's command now will it build them more strong or will they crash like comets will their love bloom on the way or the pain which might be endless so be a witness, and fasten your emotions coz things are almost bout to get real for real as they are almost on verge of giving it all to almost knowing the unknown this time, it's cinematic for sure you know along with that it will be something await to put on a show it's holding on to almost Kairos you won't even know.

Sara Qureshi I hate him... I hate his guts... I hate his bright smile... because he's loved by every single person around us....He's a sunshine.. He speaks a lot... He laughs a lot. And me? I forgot how to even smile.... The struggles in my life as a lone person in this world... made me forget how to smile. I hate how my heart thuds when I see him smiling. I hate how i want to be loved by him.... But ... I can't.... I am a curse.... I take away the persons happiness when I enter in their life.... So, I hate Faris Khan with all of my heart... And on the other hand I want to be loved by him.... Faris khan I feel happy around her... I feel complete around her... I feel like myself around her... but she never stays around me. She scrunches her nose everything she sees me. Barks order at me as if I am not her senior at work place. She keeps her distance from everyone, especially from me... But destiny plays it's part and somehow we got bound together.... In a marriage she never wanted... but had no other choice. She says, she's cursed.... Ohh Allah!! How do I tell her that I feel blessed to be even around her or even breath the same air as her. She says she hates me..... So, let's convert her hate into love.... Dive in the book to read the story about work place enemies falling for each other even after resisting their feeling for each other.. Lets see where destiny takes Faris and Sara &lt;3&lt;3 TROPES.... ENEMIES TO LOVERS WORK PLACE ROMANCE REVERSE GRUMPY X SUNSHINE MARRIAGE OF CONVENIENCE HE FELL FIRST SHE FELL HARDER ANGRY LOVE CONFESSION LOVE AFTER MARRIAGE POSSESSIVE SHE X POSSESSIVE HE

Sa UNIVEST, isang elite university na may lihim na "system," dumating si Eli bilang isang simpleng transferee pero unti-unting nalaman na hindi siya basta estudyante. Habang binabantayan siya ng SSG President at nilalapitan ng misteryosong si Reynan, lumalabas ang isang lumang kaso na konektado sa pamilya niya. Sa gitna ng surveillance, secrets, at hidden agendas, natutunan ni Eli na hindi lang siya mino-monitor-kaya niya ring baliktarin ang sistema. Ngunit habang lumalalim ang katotohanan, mas nagiging delikado. ang tanong sino ang tunay na may kontrol?

Rebecca triwood,a sixteen year old who lost her parents and is trying to find her way but then a bliss from the past haunts her. Drake Bowling,a boy who would give anything up for Rebecca.he leaves town and returns a change person despite her pleas for him to stay away,he tries to rekindle the love between them.can he prove to Rebecca that she can still find love and trust In him or will their relationship remain a thing in the past

"Lagi nalang ba akong magiging second placer?" At first she took it as a positive motivational thought, but eventually, it turned into a negative hopeless thought. A high school student who ever had a single chance did she top an event. She thought she wasn't enough, she thought she fate gave up on her, she thought she would stay as a second placer. As she enter her senior high school life, she transferred at LUA where science and mathematics was trained, which also a famous school school for winning every academic events. Myra Alexh Zsazsa Shion, a simple but a determinant person who swears to always makes her dream come true-marating ang regional level-giving all she got despite the level of her confidence. Upon transferring to LUA, there she crosses paths again with Timothy Red Alvarez Jr., the school's sslg vice-president, the known champion in robotics, and the expert that shows excellence in both mathematics and science. Within the school, the event, and even through interpersonal, will he successfully guide her through it out? Through his help, would she actually achieve her dream in her last years of high school and she could finally learn to stop chasing nothing? Started: Dec 06, 2025 Ended: April 29, 2026 [UNEDITED]

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 2 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 ♡𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦♡ 𝑻𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒚 Sometimes love wasn't the only one that reached you first, sometimes it reached you second and stayed. Some memories were meant to be forgotten and then remembered... without regret. Regret is for those who hurt someone intentionally. Not for the ones who don't know why there is a sudden pain of longing when they don't even know for whom. For whom? They don't remember, they don't know. But the ache doesn't ease until there is a balm for it. It doesn't matter what the balm is-maybe a medication, maybe a person. A person who never knew what you were, what you carried. They just came and lifted that burden to stay. A burden they felt not in sorrow but in memory. And when those memories were returning, they broke. I remember looking at the sun and moon at the same time. Holding the hope to not fall into a long queue. That was, The Day I Remembered You.