Seven hundred and thirty days apart should have been the hard part. Shruti Deshpande is coming home. Her Washington posting is done, her career is waiting, and somewhere in the mountains of India, the man she has loved across oceans and time zones is counting down the hours until she lands. Lieutenant Colonel Rishabh Singh Sambyal has survived two years on satellite calls and the photograph on his nightstand. He has not survived them unchanged. When he finally meets her - older, surer, carrying the scars of distance in places he doesn't show - he discovers that reunion is not the same as return. What Came Before Goodbye was the love story. What Comes After is the marriage of it - messy, honest, and fought for with everything they have. Some love stories end at the airport. Theirs begins there.

He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.

Heartstrings - Book 2 Can be read as a standalone "Tum pyar ke bina rah logi?" He asked, his eyes glistening with something I couldn't understand. Was he about to cry? Did I see tears in his eyes of was it just my imagination. I nodded, my love should be enough for us as long as we are by each other's side. "Shayad aapke bina nhi rah paungi par." I mumbled softly, not meant for him to hear but he did anyways. "Irisha," My name from his mouth gave me butterflies as I smiled at him, a full blown one and forwarded my hands to him. "Here, find your name in my mehndi. You win if you are able to find it and if you don't I win and as far as I know Veer Singh Raichand doesn't loose." He chuckled and then softly whispered, "And yet it feels like I am loosing to you." I opened my mouth to say something but the others joined us and I decided not to say anything as he easily found his name on the side of my ring finger and everyone hooted. 𓇼🐚☾☼🦪 Veer singh Raichand, is known for his reserved demeanor and icy facade. His family means everything to him, and he will go to any lengths to protect their legacy. Irisha mehra, a warm-hearted, free spirited girl who finds solace in her small bakery. Her family cherishes her, and her baked delights are her life. When fate orchestrates an arranged marriage between the 'one that shines brighter than the rainbow' and the 'one who who is immersed in darkness' their worlds collide in a storm of emotions. Veer, a man of few words, is baffled by Irisha's cheerful nature, which disrupts his carefully constructed life. Irisha, with her innocence and resilience, captures his attention and when hearts clashes, ruin is bound to happen.

Life is uncertain. It's just like a rollercoaster ride with ups and downs , highs and lows. As they say God is the master planner .... Destiny plays it roles and brings people together who are poles apart . Same is the case with Vardhan & Sandhya. He is single father and his world is limited to his daughter. Nothing matters before her . While Sandhya is considerate towards everyone. She believes in doing good for every living being .. What would happen when their world's would collide and they will be bonded together for a lifetime .......

"Fanaa: The Fallen Petal" is the story of a woman who once loved her husband with all her heart, before they were even married but the love she gave was never returned. What began as a hopeful, passionate devotion slowly turned into a quiet ache as she realized she was always alone in the relationship. Her dreams, once full of promise, are now shattered and she feels herself withering away, like a petal falling from a flower-fragile and lost. Yet, even in the midst of her heartache, she finds the strength to make a choice that will forever alter the path she walks, a choice that will leave her broken but not defeated.

He is 30 and she is 19. she yearns for his love, but he hates her to his core. .......................................................................... He rushed to the hospital after receiving the call from the doctor. He felt restless, even though he didn't love his wife, he was scared about his baby's health. After reaching the hospital he enquired about the maternity ward in the reception and rushed towards it frantically. He hurriedly went to the doctor and the doctor explained to him about his wife condition, that his wife is very anemic and she is in depression. If she is not taken care well it will be difficult for her to continue the pregnancy. A wave of guilt hit him harshly ... he feared that he might lose his own blood because of his arrogance. He decided to treat her well atleast until her delivery. He saw around the ward and noticed other pregnant women with their husbands, he felt a pang in his heart realizing how he treated his wife. He entered the room and saw his unconscious wife, she looked pale and weak that's when he noticed she's become skinny after getting pregnant. Her jaw and collar bones are clearly visible to him but once, she was a cute and chubby little girl....but not anymore. To know more about Aditya and Nithya's life dive into our story. ................................................................................

"Aditya, I-" "Yes or No." His voice cut through the air, sharp and commanding. Shivalika didn't say anything. She knew if she replied with only Yes or No then it will bring up more Misunderstandings. But Her silence was enough for him. "The lies, the betrayal... You really thought I wouldn't find out?" Her eyes drifted to the papers in his hand-papers that would change everything. Her face paled. She had never imagined the truth would come out like this. "D-DNA report..." Her voice trembled. Her family was now frozen in shock. The betrayal was too much. His heart, once shattered, He had trusted her, believed her- But she had betrayed him. Not once, but twice. After all these years, she had hidden the truth about his daughter. "You hid it from me." His voice was thick "For eight years." His words were harsh. "I have a 7 year-old daughter, and I never knew she existed. I thought my child was dead! And you... you didn't think I had the right to know?" His voice broke into a whisper, one laced with pain. "I should've known. I shouldn't have trusted you after what you did to me eight years ago." Disgust curling his lips. For the first time, Shivalika saw hatred for her in his eyes, and it pierced her soul. But she knew she deserved it- every bit of his hate. She had broken him all over again. "You're a lawyer, right? You fight for human rights, but You took away my rights as a father." "Ms. Chauhan...You will regret hiding this from me. You've seen my love,and now... now you will see my Hate." "I didn't hate you when you left me. But today, today you've given me a reason to." His face twisted in a storm of fury, betrayal. "I'll make your life a living hell. This was all because of our family rivalry right? Now, I'll show You what a Real Rivalry looks like." Each word filled with venom, rage, and the promise of Vengeance. The man who had once been the hero of someone's story had now become the villain of his own. His Love turned into Vengeance.

Title: The Imperfect Perfection In the heart of Mumbai, where the past and present exist side by side, two lives take an unexpected turn. Aditya is a man of logic. A businessman who built his success with discipline and ambition. His life is neatly structured where marriage doesn't have any place. Taniya, on the other hand, knows that life is anything but predictable. A doctor with steady hands but a fragile heart, she carries the weight of a childhood scarred by tragedy. She has learned to guard herself, to keep her pain hidden behind quiet smiles. Their worlds should have never collided. But fate-and family expectations-have a way of rewriting destinies. An arranged marriage binds them together, forcing them to share a life neither of them was ready for. Taniya fears her past will taint her future. She fears imagining a marriage that will be broken because that's all she has witnessed. Yet, as days turn into nights, as silence turns into conversations, something shifts. Their marriage didn't start as perfect but love isn't about finding perfection. It's about embracing the flaws, the scars and realizing that's where love truly begins. *The Imperfect Perfection*-where scars become constellations, and love blooms in the unlikeliest of places.

Krrish Chauhan never knew that oneday to fulfil his mother's last wish, he had to marry none other than his childhood bestiee, Ruhi Singh who was also obliged to marry him bounded by the last request of her grandmother too. After marriage, he denies to acknowledge her existence as he was in love with someone else who got married to his best friend. It's difficult to forget about his past. Where Ruhi has always loved him from her childhood but in return she has got only ignorance which makes her life pathetic and lonesome. Will Krrish ever be able to love her and give her respect? Some Good rankings : 6 in #India (08/10/22) 1 in #indiaromance (08/10/22) 1 in #romance-friendship (14/10/22) 1 in #wattpadromance (1/2/23)

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