Shari Shari No Mi Novels & Stories

But I hope you like it! ps: Obviously there will still be grammar and spelling mistakes etc. I'm not perfect and it is super easy to miss things when I reread chapters, but I'll try my best to spot them! 🎉 You've finished reading Shy (OLD VERSION) 🎉

“Excuse me?” “I didn’t think anyone would even notice,” she said, louder this time, more clipped. “It was just a post. It’s not like I hacked something or stole money.” “You tried to destroy someone’s name,” Levi snapped. “You went after her reputation, her character—” “She’s not who people think she is!” Shari shot back suddenly, her voice sharp. “Everyone treats her like she walks on water. Like she’s some success story we should all worship. But you don’t know what it’s like to watch someone who looks just like you get every opportunity handed to her while the rest of us fight to be seen.”

(your love destroyed me, It broke me like that I died Nor I have left any desire to live Nor I wish to die This heart wants your togetherness Despite knowing it is impossible what ever it is asking for it pretends to be oblivious Your togetherness is not heaven Nor I am an angel But if you are with me I will imagine hell as heaven as well But the problem is You do not accept my togetherness And I can not accept anything except you " Shayari said thinking about her position in life (It is written by me, forgive me if I make mistakes in translation or in the poetry itself.) " Why do not you love me like I do Shauhar ji? Why? What crime have I committed? " Shayari screamed but got no answer ***

Subhan allah, subhan allah Subhan allah, subhan allah Subhan allah, subhan allah Subhan allah, subhan allah Hain jo iraade bata doon tumko Sharma hi jaaogi tum Dhadkanein jo suna doon tumko Ghabra hi jaaogi tum Humko aata nahi hai chhupana Hona hai tujhmein fanaa Chand sifarish jo karta hamari Deta woh tumko bata Sharm-o-haya ke parde gira ke Karni hain humko khata Zid hain ab to hai khud ko mitana Hona hain tujhmein fanaa

("Jake Miller -- I wish you didn't love me" guys listen this song while reading this) ♤RISHI POV♤ I don't know why from these two days my heart is not at ease but why these all happening what kind of magic that weirdo used on me I feel myself as a stranger oh man this girl driving me crazy when I seen them sitting there leaving me alone iam fuming with anger how can even my friends leave me alone

My head felt very heavy around my neck. I got home and went to my room immediately. I had a one-night stand with a stranger. I had given my virginity to someone other than my mate. I couldn't believe I made such a mistake. Regret and shame washed over me like water. My efforts to be untouched before I meet my mate just went down the drain. Tears started pouring out from my eyes and I wept silently.

Nearly but not quite. He mumbled something in return that I couldn’t quite catch. If it was meant for the shop keeper or for me, I had no idea either. But I didn’t linger and sauntered to the closest café. A tall, beautifully built woman approached me. All bright smiles and charisma. Her English was capped with an accent that I couldn’t fully understand. Not as fluent as Siya. “Good afternoon ma’am, I’m Shari and I’ll be your waiter today,” She introduced herself and produced a menu from behind her back.

She could count her friends with two hands, not to exceed. I unlocked the screen with my thumbprint biometric and immediately pulled down the notification handle. My face fell but my fingers twitched when I saw the message and who it was from. >Unknown: Congrats on the engagement! He's blessed to call you his. >Unknown: You should have been mine. The child should have been mine. >Unknown: You've ruined my life and broke my heart. My girl fell and got pregnant for my best friend and now you two are getting married.

With just a good morning wish she decided to pass her dangerous mother in law but she was caught in the mid-way. "Is Shadi ko manti bhi ho?" (Do you even accept this marriage?) Myra stood dumbfounded. She started reading in between her lips too. Now Myra started calculating the entire situation. The way she expressed the sentence, it was clearly a question. Now she just needed to understand the meaning of the words. One word she had learnt was that "Shadi” means marriage. So it's about marriage. She might be asking something about her marriage. Maybe she was asking with whom she got married. After lots of juggling in her mind and continuous talk she replied,

Goddess, why keep bothering me with these young mates? I now scrutinize her more closely, searching for even the slightest hint of disillusionment. If she shares the belief that I am too old for her, what course should I take? But luckily she looks at me longingly and a sense of relief washes over me. At last, an affectionate mate who accepts rather than rebuffs me. “Hi, I'm Shiri. I'm sorry that we meet under these unpleasant circumstances,” my mate explained cautiously. “Don't worry, we'll come up with a solution," I assured her, although I have no idea how.