Ya Ishq Novels & Stories

he paused stroking her cheeks. “I love you”. At that moment a light show was displayed which read. “I Love You Daria” Daria stood speechless, her eyes became teary. She could believe what was happening but she loved every minute of it. She hugged him tightly as she took in the sight of the light show. Daria opened her mouth to speak but Nicholas stopped her placing his fingers on her lips. “I don't want a reply now” “take your time” he said hugging her again.

I have a huge fan following. Many girls try to come close to me but I distanced myself from them. Only one girl has made a place in my heart and she is still in my heart. In a heart that I have broken. Aarya is still in my mind and I feel like she is still in my heart and that's is the reason that I couldn't give her place to anyone. She teaches me the lesson that for life love and lust both are equally important. We hadn't done sex but her love for me isn't about lust only.

Shivaay pov : The last Month was best in my life where I got my life partner, someone whom I can rely on everything. Someone whose smile brighten my day, Someone who is always forgiving & loving. Someone for whom I want to finish my work early & I want to go home as soon as possible. Someone whose voice is like a melody to my ears which can relax every part of my body in a second & that someone is my lovely wife Annie, ANNIKA SHIVAAY SINGH OBEROI.

“Did the beasts steal your sense of humor along with a bit of your larynx.” “I still don’t talk right,” I pouted. “You’re a little raspy,” he admitted, “but I find it sexy.” “Everything’s sexy to you,” I snapped. He threw his arms wide, smiled broadly, and said, “I’m a sexy guy who enjoys sex with my sexy lady. So, sue me.” I looked at the scar on my neck again and said, “This is not sexy.” “That is the sexiest part of you, my love,” he whispered as he placed a soft kiss on my lips and left the room.

she said sincerely. "I love you, Ally, you know that I can forgive you easily, but respect is very relevant in marriage, Baby," I uttered as we settled in our seats. We washed up then had breakfast. Ally didn't know that Zi is not just an ordinary batch mate but is seriously in love with me. Keenness to give his eyes, I can sense he still has hidden feelings for me, hoping everything will go smoothly between them, especially He is about to die soon. I hope Ally extends her patience.

Anaaya became a statue, staring at him with still eyes. “I really hate the word of love. Don't ever bring it to your tongue or else I will ruin everything.” He uttered clenching his jaw and spelled every word like chewing it. To Anaaya, he doesn't seem that Zaviyaar Khan, who only belongs to her. “Don't do this marriage, Zaviyaar. I can't endure to share you with someone else.” She said, yearning in pain. His words were slitting her heart like a sharp razor.

This was her first time doing this and she never thought it would be this good even though at first she had to endure pain that she had never felt before. Yasmin, girl ah means woman because now she is no longer a girl after a while ago her husband had taken her chastity. Starting from the stimulant drug that Keenan gave her made Yasmin tormented. Raga who could not bear to make his wife tormented to hold his desire finally helped him channel that desire. It's been almost an hour since the two of them enjoyed their union but it seems that Yasmin has not yet reached her release. Raga was confused about how much dose of stimulant Keenan gave Yasmin to make her keep wanting more. Luckily Raga a

But I was stunned for a moment. I saw the tattoo on the side of his thigh. My name was written on it. And under my name there is a heart. Written on the heart. 'My Girl'. My eyes watered. "Kier…" "I love you, Fatima. I have always loved you. But I used to think that you couldn't love me because you hate me so much. I'm sorry." "Who wouldn't be angry with you? You insult me ​​every day for being obese."

"Please, share me with the pain inside you. You know it hurts more for me to let you mourn alone. Share everything with me, madness, sadness, and happiness, share them all with me, because I'm happy to share all I have with you. I love you, Ian. " ...

She wondered if any of them were still out there, living stories she hadn’t finished. Raegan pulled out her phone and opened her Notes app. The cursor blinked at her, patient and expectant. For a moment, she hesitated, fingers hovering. Then she typed: This is not love, not the kind I dreamed of. This is staying quiet to keep someone from leaving. This is setting myself on fire just to light the way for them. She stopped, heart racing. Her throat tightened. It wasn’t much. It wasn’t polished or gentle or safe. But it was hers.