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Destined to be yours

Destined to be yours

prologue  She turned towards him. With a seductive look on her face.  She came close to him. Wrapped her arms around him.  He hugged her with all his myth. He felt like he got his world in her.  " you know what, once in these streets we crossed each other's path, and now in these vary streets it's gonna end," she said with a blank look.  " I love you, Ishani!  " Mujhse Pyaar tum Karte Ho par tumhari Zindagi ki zaroorat main banugi,  Tumhe pata bhi nhi chalega kab tumhare dil, jaan mei sirf Mera naam hoga'  she thought in her mind (you love me, and I'll become the need of your life, you would not even know when I'll become your heart, life... You'll only have my name in your heart)  " you love me? " she asked.  He nodded with a smile  " then jump from here or I will," she said with seriousness in her words.    Second scene  " you thought I love you," she said with a laugh.  " with an idiot like you... Babe, sorry but better luck next time " she said waving her hand in the air.  Suddenly she collapsed with a hard chest.  He looked into her eyes .he eyes show hurt and betrayal. " if you didn't want me... If you never loved... Then why? " he said with hurt in his words.  His arms wrapped around her in a painful manner.  " if was all just. A daring    babe... Just a dare " she said in a chocked voice. She had a hard time dealing with her feelings.  He left her and went away. Suddenly she lost her balance and collapsed on the floor.  "  I love you Vansh," she said to herself and out loud. 
DAMSEL RULES

DAMSEL RULES

Denzel Ramos doesn't believe in happy endings-not when her father lies comatose after a scandalous accident, her mother's strength is unraveling at the seams, and every bill feels like a battle. Her armor? Cold logic, a killer chess game, and three ironclad rules: 1. Don't fall in love. 2. Don't accept help. 3. Never show weakness. Then Mater Carmeli Scholarium arrives-with their undefeated volleyball team, polished reputations, and two boys who shake the ground beneath her carefully built walls. Sebastian Garcia: the brooding team captain who hides pain behind silence and plays guitar like he's confessing sins. Rich, private, and raised to be untouchable, Basti's eyes say little-until they land on her. Luke Rodriguez: the golden boy with dancer's grace and a grin that disarms at twenty paces. He flirts like it's a language, loves the spotlight, and makes Denzel's heart misstep in all the wrong ways. Both boys see her. Both boys want her. But falling for either of them would mean breaking every rule she's ever lived by. As secrets unravel-including the truth behind her father's accident, a hidden betrothal, and the tangled pasts of those closest to her-Denzel is forced to choose between protecting herself... or finally letting someone in. Set against the backdrop of interschool rivalries, emotional reckonings, and slow-burning love, Damsel Rules is a deeply heartfelt coming-of-age web novel about grief, ambition, trust, and the kind of love that demands more than survival-it demands surrender. Which boy will win her heart? And when the final move is hers to make-will Denzel follow the rules... or rewrite them?
Peggy Parsons at Prep School

Peggy Parsons at Prep School

Excerpt: ...with scant sympathy, but with much merry appreciation of her snow-powdered face and its look of wondering appeal. Nevertheless, in spite of difficulties and delays, they had covered two meadows and a large open field without more stress of adventure than they found pleasant. All of a sudden Peggy pointed ahead. There, gleaming on before them, straight ahead and over the crest of a bit of rising ground, were the glistening snow-shoe marks of another explorer who had recently gone that way before them. The sun shone into the criss-cross pattern of the steps, which seemed to the girls to be both invitation and challenge. Katherine adapted the quotation, laughing. \"If I could leave behind me any such even tracks as that it might be worth while going on, but when you can't get the swing of it, Peggy, you can't keep warm, and while I want to learn, sometime, I think it wasn't born in me as it was in you, and it will need several practice attempts before I can be in your class at all. So I'm going back-for now-do you want to come, or are you going on-?\" Peggy looked back toward the familiar roofs of Andrews, and then she looked away out over the barren fields in their whiteness, new and untouched save for the gleaming snow-shoe tracks that called and called to her to be as adventurous as they. \"I guess I'll go on,\" she said, a hint of abandon in her voice. \"Well, good-by, hon,\" said Katherine, meekly taking her leave. \"I will get about as much more of this as I want going back, but I hope you have a nice time-and-and end up at tea somewhere just as we were going to.\" \"Tea by myself would be horrid,\" Peggy called after her. \"I won't be long, but I just must have some more, I love it so.\" Then she turned her face to the snow-shoe tracks, and with a little gay song on her lips took up their trail. \"I'm Robinson Crusoe,\" she told herself blithely, \"and these tracks are the good man Friday's. And we are the...