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TIME CHANGED FOR QH
It was a dark and stormy night and rain seemed imminent. There was temporary power failure and Khushi was alone at RM in her room staring pensively at the flickering shadows of the plants near the poo
"You are that emerging ray of sunlight for the lost which breathes freshness and life into the hardy soul, like me..."
the whole place was full of noise , where two girls were dancing in the centre . both are very beautiful...but one was very very beautiful ... the girl looked at the bar side . she saw a person sittin
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Wishing our dear Anushree a very Happy Birthday!
I liked many but loved very few;[br]Yet no one as sweet as you.[br]I'd wait in the longest queue;[br]Just to spend a few moments with you!
hey guys.ive been reading stories from this website for a long time and thought to make an account and when i did, i thought it didint make any difference (since i didnt know how to use the account) b
Turn The Feather Into Leather: Competition- Round 2
Arnav and Khushi were friends . She was living in toronto for her studies . They both love each other . Her father called her back urgently. She went to London without telling Arnav .
Arshi life WTHOUT ROMANCE bt wth cute fight if u want peep in
a new contest.......its name is "rab ne bana di jodi"i this contest there will be.......editing, collage, small writing works etc..........but this will be about most of
Why can't the writers keep the storylines consistent ??.....
PROLOGUE: “Aap!”, She screamed. Of all the surprises in the world, she got this man ? THIS MAN ??? as the surprise of her life ? Allah Miya, what’s wrong with you ? As a reply for her, he could only s
Stop this bad act!!!
Will Aarav Singh Raizada can fulfill his wedding vow's of a forced marriage
" Love me now, hate me never, and best friends forever!"
Students whispered to each other as I walked pass them going to my locker. I could feel the tears in my eyes and was now just waiting for them to fell down on my cheeks
When history repeats itself, how will the raizada parivaar cope up? new times, but same old story...