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  • Love's Melodic Destiny ๐Ÿ’• |(18+)Love's Melodic Destiny ๐Ÿ’• |(18+)

    Love's Melodic Destiny ๐Ÿ’• |(18+)

    Love 's Melodic Destiny is a story revolves around two people Mishti sen - hot headed,clumsy, bold ,sweet,cute,talktive and loves to eat sweets MBBS student Mishti Sen. Loves his ved very much she misses him very much but due to some reasons he left her due to some issues (you will got to know later on the story) Vedant Aggarwal - handsome,calm, ,smart,sophisticated, IQ of 190 similar to enstine,loves to do programing,2nd year Robotics engineering student.Loves his rasgulla very much, misses her everytime but can't get back to her(you will see later on the story) Mishti and vedant 's love story will go through 7 stages of love ๐Ÿ’• 1. *Attraction (Moha)*: The initial stage of physical attraction and infatuation. 2. *Attachment (Asakti)*: The stage where emotional attachment and bo 3. *Trust (Visvasa)*: The stage where they both trust each other blindly and makes their bond more strong. 4. *Intimacy (Vatsalya)*: The stage of deepening emotional connection and intimacy. 5. *Intensification (Sneha)*: The stage where love becomes more intense and passionate. 6. *Spiritual Connection (Raga)*: The stage where love transcends physical and emotional realms, connecting on a spiritual level. 7. *Eternal Love (Anuraga)*: The final stage of eternal, unconditional, and selfless love. ************************************** Troops 1. Bengali girl x marwari boy 2. Friends to gfbf to exs 3.she fell first but he felt harder 4. Medical student x engineering student 5.extrovert x introvert 6.second chance romance 7. opposite personalities 8. hot headed girl x calm boy 9. chaotic and possessive fmc ************************************** Warnings : lots of flashbacks and toe curling sumts

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  • Our Love in Monsoon Light{COMPLETED}Our Love in Monsoon Light{COMPLETED}

    Our Love in Monsoon Light{COMPLETED}

    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 Akshayโ€™s 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 isnโ€™t just passionate; itโ€™s 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.

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  • ๐’๐ญ๐š๐ซ - ๐œ๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐Ÿ’ž๐’๐ญ๐š๐ซ - ๐œ๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐Ÿ’ž

    ๐’๐ญ๐š๐ซ - ๐œ๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐Ÿ’ž

    ๐‡๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ž๐ญ, ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ž, ๐š๐ฅ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฌ, ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ž ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐, ๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ซ๐ ๐ž๐ญ๐ข๐œ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ. ๐ˆ ๐›๐ž๐ ๐š๐ง ๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ง๐จ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ก๐š๐. ๐‡๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ž๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ญ๐ฒโ€”๐ข๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฅ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐š๐Ÿ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฆ๐ž๐š๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ . ๐๐ž๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ฒ, ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐›๐ซ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž. ๐ˆ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ž๐ญ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐ž๐, ๐ˆ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐œ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ. (๐€๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ž ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฅ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ข ๐๐ข๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ž ๐Ÿคญ) ๐‡๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐š ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ; ๐š ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ, ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ซ๐ญ. ๐‡๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ ๐š ๐›๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐ž๐ง ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก, ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ž๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐›๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ง ๐ฆ๐ž ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ-๐๐จ๐ฎ๐›๐ญ. ๐‡๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐™ง๐™ค๐™๐™ช๐™ข. ๐’๐ก๐ž ๐ง๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฅ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ง๐ž๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ž. ๐’๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐š๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐ž๐ง๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก. ๐Ž๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ ๐›๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐š ๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ฌ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฆ. ๐’๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ข ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ๐ค ๐ž๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ฒ. ๐’๐ก๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐™จ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ข. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’ˆ๐’–๐’š๐’” ๐’˜๐’๐’–๐’๐’… ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’๐’๐’—๐’† ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’“๐’š ๐’˜๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’ˆ๐’†๐’• ๐’†๐’‚๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’š ๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’‘๐’๐’†๐’•๐’†๐’… ๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’“๐’†`๐’” ๐’‚ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’‹๐’๐’“ ๐’‘๐’“๐’๐’ƒ๐’๐’†๐’Ž ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’‹๐’๐’“ ๐’‘๐’“๐’๐’ƒ๐’๐’†๐’Ž ๐’๐’‚๐’Ž๐’† ๐’Š๐’” ๐’“๐’†๐’๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’๐’. ๐‘ฐ๐’๐’•๐’†๐’“ ๐’„๐’‚๐’”๐’•๐’† ๐’“๐’†๐’๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’๐’๐’—๐’† ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’” ๐’‚๐’“๐’† ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’™๐’Š๐’Ž๐’–๐’Ž ๐’Š๐’๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’‘๐’๐’†๐’•๐’†๐’…. ๐‘ซ๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’Œ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’๐’๐’—๐’† ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’“๐’š ๐’˜๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’ˆ๐’†๐’• ๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’‘๐’๐’†๐’•๐’†๐’… ๐’๐’“ ๐’Š๐’๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’‘๐’๐’†๐’•๐’†๐’…. ๐‘ป๐’ ๐’Œ๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’‹๐’๐’–๐’“๐’๐’†๐’š ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’… ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’“๐’š ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’“ - ๐’„๐’“๐’๐’”๐’”๐’†๐’… ๐’๐’๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’” . ๐†๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐›๐ž๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐Ÿคญ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐œ๐ก ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ง, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ข ๐š๐ฆ ๐๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐๐ข๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐š๐ฒ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ž๐ง๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐ž๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐Ÿฅฐ. ๐‡๐š๐ฅ๐Ÿ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐œ๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ฌ ๐–๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐›๐š๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž.

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  • Accidentally yours ๐Ÿ’• (18+)Accidentally yours ๐Ÿ’• (18+)

    Accidentally yours ๐Ÿ’• (18+)

    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 yours๐Ÿ’•. Before being named as Dard -E-Ishq

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    AuthorAnu