# WHEN WE COLLIDE *A Tied to You continuation.* **BEFORE YOU BEGIN:** This book is NOT a standalone. *When We Collide* is a continuation of my previously published book, *Tied to You*, and follows the story of Sana and Aarav. The characters, their backgrounds, relationships and certain events are introduced in the previous book. Therefore, reading *Tied to You* before starting this one is strongly recommended to understand the storyline and enjoy the continuation to its fullest. Now, onto the story! --- **TWO PEOPLE. TWO COMPLETELY DIFFERENT PERSONALITIES. ONE NEVER-ENDING CLASH.** Sana has never been someone who backs down from an argument. With a sharp tongue, a stubborn streak and absolutely no patience for certain people, she has mastered the art of making her displeasure known. And unfortunately for her, Aarav seems to bring out the worst of it. He's equally stubborn, annoyingly composed when it suits him, and perhaps the only person capable of getting under her skin with just a few words. They disagree. They argue. They challenge each other at every possible opportunity. Neither is willing to give in. Neither wants to admit defeat. But what happens when the very person you cannot stand slowly becomes someone you cannot ignore? Perhaps some collisions are never accidental. **An enemies-to-lovers story of clashing personalities, sharp words, unexpected feelings and everything in between.**

♡ A spin-off of *Tied to You*, featuring a new couple, a new love story, and a whole new kind of chaos. Can be read as standalone♡ He was the last person she wanted to meet. She was the last person he needed in his life. One collision. One furious Tamil rant. One very confused Delhi boy. And suddenly, Rithvik's peaceful college life had a new problem. Aditi. Sharp-tongued, stubborn, and absolutely convinced that he was the most annoying human being alive. Unfortunately for her, he seemed to enjoy getting on her nerves. Unfortunately for him, she was becoming his favourite distraction. Different languages. Different cultures. One department. And two people who would rather argue for hours than admit what was slowly becoming obvious. Because sometimes, the person you swear you hate is the one you fall for hardest. **Damn, I Love You.** ❤️🔥

"𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐪 𝐤𝐢 𝐠𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐚𝐚𝐢 𝐥𝐚𝐟𝐳𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐧𝐚𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐢 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢 𝐮𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐳𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐡𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐣𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐞💌" A Long Distance relationship where a woman who is known as a desi baddie studying for lawyer to raise her voice against the crimes going on India on women and a man who is a JEE aspirant with a great humour and talking skills fell for each other knowing the distance between them is 1,492 km Will they ever meet each other? Or will it be another story that you see in real life? [𝘙𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬] 𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚ 𓇼 Tera fav song teri deewani hainaa? Uska reply version ka voice note bhejun in male pov that what's my reply? -Ujjwal Sharma 𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚ 𓇼 𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒍 💅🏻? 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆 ? On the basis of my research of your reposts your honour your type in men is 𝒊𝒔 someone who will listen to your bakbak 24/7 buy you Wattpad premium and fulfil Savanna's wishlist. Am I right Mam?! #2 in destiny #1 onlinrelationship #9 in delhi

[𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡- 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬.] Some stories don't begin with love. They begin with unfinished sentences, unasked questions, and feelings that were never brave enough to speak. "The girl with orange flavoured dreams"- Aria Ahuja is a chaos wrapped in soft smiles- a girl with chubby cheeks, sharp comebacks, and a habit of feeling too much, too deeply. She laughs easily, hides carefully, and carries a past she never talks about. "The walking DO NOT DISTURB sign"- Riaan Mehrotra is everything she shouldn't look back at- emotionally guarded, sarcastic, and dangerously unreadable. He doesn't care about people easily, doesn't trust quickly, and hates losing control the most. They collide again in a space filled with tension, banter, and things better left unsaid. What starts as irritation feels personal. What feels personal begins to ache. And what aches refuses to stay buried. Because some connections don't fade with time-they wait. And when they return, they don't come quietly. They come hatefully.

｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡ A high school romance. ˜"*°• ~𝐘𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐃𝐞𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐲𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐥~ •°*"˜ Some hearts burn. Some hearts heal. And some? They fight the world and each other just to love. Six souls. One city. A rollercoaster of dreams, heartbreaks, healing, and vengeance. Between badminton courts and battlefields, tuition tales and trauma, revenge and redemption-this is not just a story. It's a rebellion in disguise. It's love laced with rage. It's family-built, broken, and built again. Get ready for awkward moments and all those weird tuition sessions that will have you laughing, cringing, and maybe even rooting for these two chaotic souls to finally admit they like each others. _._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._.

Duet - 1 of 𝓒𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓮 series!! 𝒀𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒂𝒃𝒌𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊, 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒍 𝒌𝒂 𝒓𝒂𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒂, 𝑻𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑮𝒉𝒂𝒓 𝑲𝒊 𝑺𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒐𝒏 𝑷𝒆 𝑴𝒊𝒍𝒆, 𝑱𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝑲𝒊𝒔𝒌𝒐 𝑷𝒂𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊, 𝑻𝒖 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂, 𝑯𝒖𝒎 𝑲𝒊𝒕𝒏𝒊 𝑷𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒐𝒏 𝑺𝒆 𝑴𝒊𝒍𝒆!! 𝑻𝒖 𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒊 𝑲𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒌𝒊 𝑷𝒆 𝑱𝒂𝒃 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑩𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒆 𝑨𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒈𝒂, 𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑮𝒉𝒂𝒓 𝑷𝒆 𝒀𝒆 𝑩𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒊 𝑼𝒔𝒔 𝑫𝒊𝒏, 𝑲𝒆 𝑻𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝑮𝒉𝒂𝒓 𝑩𝒉𝒊, 𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝑮𝒉𝒂𝒓 𝑯𝒊 𝑩𝒂𝒏𝒋𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒈𝒂, 𝑶𝒓 𝑷𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝑫𝒆𝒌𝒉𝒆𝒈𝒂 𝑴𝒂𝒖𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒂 𝑷𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒂 𝑫𝒊𝒏!! ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ . ✦ . 　⁺ ✦ ︶⊹︶︶୨୧︶︶⊹︶︶⊹︶︶୨୧︶︶⊹︶︶⊹ Dive into the story of Aashika x Krishna, Rakshita x Adhhvay and Jannat x Pranav

✿︎.* 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐐 ❀.~𝙰 𝙳𝙴𝚂𝙸 𝚁𝙾𝙼-𝙲𝙾𝙼 𝙷𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚂𝙲𝙷𝙾𝙾𝙻 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝚁𝚈 ★______________ 𝐒𝐢𝐲𝐚 → - a young girl, or maybe a fairy, sweeter than gulab jamun. Right person, wrong place, truly. Her Nani was her home, the only one who listened to her thoughts when her parents were busy arguing. But after her Nani passed away, she tells her thoughts to flowers, counting petals of each flower, like her Nani used to. Protecting her younger sister from all the parents argument. Despite all that, she still believes in fairytale and magic. Maybe because they felt more comfertable than her reality.. 𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙜 '𝙗𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖' "She's a wanderer without a home, yet she gives one to everyone she meets. And then, she found her own-Him." ★_____________ 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐯→ - a self-obsessed, dramatic, and annoyingly handsome boy. Magic, fairytales? A waste of time-like everything else. But sometimes, even He feels like a waste of time. And on those rare nights, he sketches and paints, colours and paint brushes are his home-because the real home doesn't feels like one. The day he was born it was decided "beta, docter banega" no one asked what he wanted. But, he's determined to speak for his younger brother. Not wanting his younger brother to face what he's facing.. 𝙃𝙚'𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙜 '𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙞..' "He would walk alone, never waiting for anyone. Then one day, she walked-and suddenly he didn't wanted to walk away." 𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐕 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐋 ✍︎ 𝐛𝐲 𝐩𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐣𝐢-@neverletbangtan.go

Book-1 in the promises series For 18+ readers --- They didn't fall in love. They were simply told to marry. Ishani Mehta had plans - dreams, freedom, and a future of her own making. Reyansh Shekhawat had responsibilities - a family to protect, a legacy to uphold. Neither of them asked for this marriage. Neither of them expected it to change everything. Thrown into a bond created by tradition and sealed by silence, Reyansh and Ishani must learn to live under one roof, tied by a promise neither of them ever chose. But in the quiet moments, awkward glances, and unexpected conversations... Something begins to bloom. Something neither of them saw coming. ✨ A story of slow-burn love, emotional discoveries, and the beauty of a relationship built from the ground up. Because sometimes, The promises we never chose... become the ones we never want to break. --- [ it's a soft romance♡]

The jerk's eyes widened in disbelief. "Don't tell me she's our classmate." My eyes mirrored his shock. "Wait, what? He's our classmate?" I asked, my voice laced with disbelief. Aleena nodded. "Yes, he's Avyaan Parekh." I couldn't believe it. "Well, well, well," Avyaan said, a smug smile spreading across his face. "Looks like we're going to be seeing a lot more of each other, NI-TI-KA" I rolled my eyes, my mind racing with witty comebacks. But before I could respond, Aleena intervened. "Okay, let's not make a scene here. We have classes to attend" I nodded, grateful for the rescue. As we walked away, I couldn't help but steal a glance at Avyaan. He was still smirking, his eyes gleaming with amusement. I made a sign with my hand, like I was going to punch him, and raised an eyebrow in a threatening gesture. Avyaan just smiled lazily and twisted his finger near his forehead, like he was screwing an invisible light bulb. The universal sign for "you're crazy".

Mission: Escape Marriage. Well, what happens when both the bride and groom decide to run away from their wedding? Zaira Mehta had one mission on her wedding day: disappear. She was tired of everyone planning her future for her and was determined to take control of her own life, even if it meant leaving everything behind. Aarish Raheja had a mission of his own. As an architect whose life was built on plans and perfection, running away was the last thing he ever imagined doing. Yet there he was, walking away from a future he never chose. What starts as a simple attempt to avoid marriage soon turns into something far more complicated because sometimes, the person you're trying to escape from is the very person you're meant to find. Mission: Escape Marriage was supposed to be simple. Too bad love had other plans.⊹ฺ