When her therapy app accidentally sends Riley's private confessions to a random British expat - and his to her - what began as a glitch quickly evolves into the kind of intimacy that can only exist between strangers. A slow-burn contemporary romance. * * * When a company health initiative forces Riley Markle to download a trendy mental health app, she fills out the onboarding survey without much thought, expecting to get paired with a virtual gym buddy who'll send thumbs-up emojis twice a week. Instead, she gets paired with Joe, a lonely British expat whose wellness concern of Compulsive Behaviors is flagged by the AI system as a perfect match for Riley. Riley resolves to complete her month of check-ins and be done with it - until a glitch in the app sends both her and Joe's embarrassing therapy videos to each other instead of their therapist. Soon, Riley and Joe are talking late into the night, exchanging thirst-trap videos of their weekend routines by day, and thinking about each other constantly. Both are smitten, both are broken, and neither of them knows how to do this without destroying each other. The plan: Limit all communication to the app until after Day 30, then see where things go. But plans change. * * * 🏆 High Rankings: #1 in LITERARY #1 in QUICKREAD #1 in NEWENGLAND #3 in EPISTOLARY #14 in SHORTCHAPTERS (out of 38,000 stories) #87 in ROMCOM (out of 35,000 stories) #147 in ROMANTIC (out of 86,000 stories) Updated November 2025

College love story filled with kind, intelligent, unproblematic friends. No family drama. Mature and open minded charecters. Depictions of alcohol and weed. No couple tropes. No cliches. Sweet, Romantic, heartfelt, hilarious. Veera is chaotic, loud, and a certified troublemaker. Her mornings used to begin with baking far too many cookies and rolling around the garden with her beloved dogs. She's never cared for societal expectations. Veera has always followed her heart, no matter how reckless the path. Rohan is disciplined, athletic, and quietly determined. His days once started with grueling physical training and drills with his cricket team. He's mature beyond his years, carrying the weight of his dreams with a quiet resolve. Kavya is poised and graceful; the princess of her family. Her mornings used to be spent reigning in her older brother's chaos, a gentle anchor in a stormy household. Ambitious yet endlessly kind, Kavya knows how to carry herself like royalty and love like a girl still full of hope. Now, on the cusp of adulthood, all three find themselves trying to forge new paths. Letting go of the innocence of adolescence, they face the messy beauty of growing up-navigating complicated feelings, fractured loyalties, and the fragile, enduring truth of love, friendship, and family. Raabta isn't just any connection; it's a fated, almost cosmic tie between souls. It's that ineffable thread that draws two people together across time, silence, distance, or even pain. A sense of knowing without speaking. Of understanding without explanation. Of belonging that doesn't demand possession.

Caelan is dangerous in ways that aren't loud. He keeps himself contained because he believes it's the only way anyone stays safe. Riven becomes the witness to that control-and to what happens when it falters. This is a slow, intimate story about restraint, fracture, and the cost of staying after something breaks. *I post two chapters every Thursday. Might be at different times, but Thursday will always happen.* TRIGGER WARNINGS: trauma • panic attacks • dissociation • violence (non-graphic) • emotional distress • PTSD • past child soldier experiences Author note: This story engages with trauma and its aftermath in a serious, intentional way. I've done my best to portray these experiences with care and respect, not as a spectacle or shorthorthand, but as something lived and carried. Please read at your own pace and take care of yourself. Thank you for being here.

A career sales professional stumbles upon an opportunity only to regret it later.

With the executioner lying in a coma, fate draws Princess Uthara Nila Varma and Mithra Maran together under dire circumstances. But what of Subhathra Rathore? Will Avur claim her hand, or can Yadava truly protect her-when his own hidden agenda comes first? And now, with Adarsh Trivedi stepping onto Savidhpur lands, what storms will rise if he seeks a marriage alliance? What will Siddharth do when he learns the truth-that Mithra, Abhimanyu Rathore's chosen bride, is his half-sister? The answers await in Part 2 - The Revelation. Tropes you'll find inside: Executioner × Princess Playboy × Mischievous Girl Destined Bride × Chosen Bride Power Dynamics & Plot-Driven Intrigue This story is my most cherished creation, written with love for curious hearts. As I've often said-English is not my native language, but stories are meant to connect us, not divide us. So, let your imagination roam free, and don't forget to read Part 1 The beginning🗡 Follow me on Instagram & support my journey! Copyright © 2025 Iya🌙 All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental. No part of this book may be copied, reproduced, or distributed in any form without written permission from the author, except for brief quotations used in reviews or as permitted by copyright law. Originally published on Wattpad under the username: NoirversebyIya

Bound by a cursed ruby, his spirit haunts a black Dodge Challenger-seeking revenge and protecting the wife he loved.

Set in San Diego, CA, 1998, this is a lighthearted story following a young Indian software engineer's humorous battle against cultural isolation and his culinary nemesis: the endlessly boring khichdi.

When I saw him I thought it's not same as before but little did I know..

She woke to a world washed in silver. The clouds hung low, heavy with secrets. And when the rain began, soft, deliberate. She welcomed it like an old friend. But this morning wasn't like the others. Between the drops, she saw them. Tiny beings, born of shimmer and storm. Fairies. Real ones. They moved like the rain itself knew how to keep them hidden. And in that quiet wonder, something ancient stirred. Everyone else rushed past, umbrellas raised, eyes down. No one noticed. Except her. One fairy remained. Still, glowing, watching her like it had been waiting. When she whispered, "Hello," the world began to shift. But the rain wasn't the only thing falling that day. A parcel was coming. A diary that writes back. A demon who already knows her name. And a truth her father buried long ago. The past isn't sleeping. It's waking up.

What happens when two people learn to read what words can't say? Diya, a sharp and composed business graduate, joins Vishwakarma Institute to understand the art her father only ever measured in profits. Samarth, an architect and guest faculty who speaks more through sketches than sentences, teaches there. He carries a past that silence has shaped. Their paths cross not through romance, but through recognition of restraint, ambition, and unspoken hurt. When Silence Speaks is a slow-burn story about what's left unsaid, about people who listen better than they talk - and how connection doesn't always need noise.