Soniya is just your average overthinking, emotionally-constipated Indian girl in London-armed with sarcasm, caffeine dependency, and a deep-rooted fear of group chats. She didn't ask for friends who barge into her flat uninvited, a boy with too-soft eyes, or this thing called trust everyone keeps bringing up like it's a group project. She's trying-really. To show up. To stay. To not ghost people just because they're being nice. Between chaotic breakfasts, awkward hugs, and unspoken vulnerabilities wrapped in wit, Soniya stumbles through the mess of connection. Healing doesn't come with a guidebook-but it might come with toast, a hoodie that smells like safety, and the terrifying realisation that maybe, just maybe, she's not as alone as she thought. A story about friendship, fear, found families, and the brave, hilarious, heartbreaking act of trying.

She was his everything.....until she wasn't. 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚. Four years have passed since that infamous night. When their relationship ended with blood on his hands and a lot of regrets and remorse. Belonging to a prestigious family she had nothing to worry about. But an incident occurred which led her to him again. The man who once looked at her with love in his eyes but now she could only see hatred. She hated him. She had to. He couldn't know the truth. But she stepped into the lion's den again... And there is no way out this time. ♧•••♧ 𝐀𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐲𝐚 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐢. She broke him and left behind the pieces of his heart shattered. Four years have passed since then. He remained silent, bound his time for revenge. His need to punish her for disappearing on him inflated day by day until she came knocking on his office door... She owes him now. He wasn't sure how he was going to make her repay the debt but he knew for sure that he caught her now. His own nemesis. Who has always been his. Doesn't matter if he hates her or not. And this time he will never let her go.

A story of "Vivanth Singh Rathore & Arushi Thakur " Bounded by An Arranged Marriage Intertwined by their fiery egos and tempestuous tempers.✨🔥🌊 Vivanth Singh Rathore,28 years handsome guy who looks cold and arrogant .One of the top most businessmen in the country.CEO of "Rathore Group of Industries". Arushi Thakur , 26 years gorgeous girl who came from a middle class family started her career in designing and now became one of the top most designers in the country and the owner of "Arushi Designs" . "You meant nothing to me but an unwanted wife" ,Vivanth shouted Tears rolled down from her eyes . Arushi harshly grabbed his collar while yelling... "Why ? Why only me ? Why did you do this to me? What did I do to deserve this ? " She kept sobbing. He pushed her to the ground and walked away........ Do you think Arushi will let him hurt her in future?? Or Will she take revenge?? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Highest Ranking #1 stories - out of 64.1K stories #1 past - out of 46.4K stories #2 emotional - out of 60.5K stories #3 marriage - out of 74.8K stories #3 India - out of 61.4K stories #4 hatelove - out of 21.1K stories #6 sadness - out of 141K stories #8 indian - out of 32.1K stories #11 hatelove - out of 20.2K stories #14 desi - out of 10K stories Let's see how they are going to fix their hearts each other...!!❤️🩹

At a glamorous destination wedding in Udaipur, Saavi stands out as the only single friend in her tight-knit crew, but she's not letting that dampen her spirits. Armed with her feminist flair and a sharp sense of humor, she's ready to tackle the lovey-dovey antics of her friends, dodge their matchmaking attempts, and fend off the relentless aunties eyeing her as their next project. That is, until she meets someone who challenges her beliefs and makes her rethink her life plans and reconsider whether she wants to be a mere "plus one" in all plans her friends make or be the one who brings along a "plus one" of her own. Join Saavi on a quirky adventure filled with laughter, friendship, and the delightful chaos of love in all its messy glory!

COMPLETED ON SCROLLSTACK Sara Rajawat has walked half her journey for vengeance alone. Things are getting tougher. More dangerous. More brutal. She might not be prepared to control the tsunami of consequences threatening to engulf her. So he steps in. With a wedding ring in his hand. Her ex-husband, the King of Jaigarh, a man feared by all, defied by none. And offers her his power, his throne, his sword, wanting nothing in return. Or so she is made to believe. Because once the Queen obliterates all the pieces on the board, the King is taking her for himself. *Content and Trigger warning: gore language, violence, graphic description of sex, mentions of suicide, past trauma.

The Malhotra's. This surname has instilled fear and respect not only in India but all around the world. They have built their empire from the ashes to the top. The Malhotra Empire is mainly situated in Jaipur which is also called the pink city in India. But nothing about this family is colourful behind those closed doors. Every movement and every decision is portrayed in the media. This is the story of the three heirs of the Malhotra Empire who are known to be Manipulative, ruthless and cold and do not bow down to anyone. But little did they know that their respective women will bring them to their knees...

A person who lives your pain along with you is called humdard. She was shattered from inside. Accepting her late husband's memories as her life companion. She was against making a stranger father of the soul shaping inside her, but she had to fulfil her husband's dream. To give their child a perfect life! The marriage was for her child, but was she going to find her companion on the way? Wasn't love supposed to happen only once? If even she grows feeling for her husband, would she be able to accept it? Or would she think she is betraying her ex-husband? A story of humdard... A story of pain. But above all, a story of love! Text Copywrite © Sanjh™ 2022

"Thank you, bhaiya." That melodious voice and that beautiful smile made me remember her. That innocent soul in front of me was completely a resemblance to her. Agony passing through me on the realization. A moment over there would make me weaker, I fake a smile to that girl. I made my way towards the Volkswagen, not giving a second glance at them. I was on my destination to Chandigarh, to attend the biggest event of my buddy's life. He was getting married, a decision which I thought he would never take in his life. I was wrong, and he proved to me. I took my driver seat, putting the engine back to life. I could still find graze of that young girl but had no courage left to have a look. The fear that I would break apart. I was not ready for it and never I was going to be. Was she really resemblance to her? Or was it me who was trying to find her in everyone. This Restraint Love not leaving my heart.

• Devil born to be evil could only be healed by an angel, his angel• She was an introverted, reserved girl. Pushing herself to high school with never got noticed by the crowd. It never seemed difficult. Neither was she a scholar nor was she in the category of bad ones. Obeying rules came easily. Learning new things never bothered her. She got decent grades in her studies but never bothered to participate in any other activities. He was fond of anything that had no concern with studies. He hated books, from football to boxing even excelling in dancing. He was excellent in everything, not even liking studies yet he managed to be the topper of the school. They were two polar apart! She was the definition of a good girl while he came under a bad one. She never got noticed, he could never be ignored. Kind was she! Rude was his nickname. Was any chance of these two colliding with one another? Pretty much yes! One competition, yes mere one competition and it changed their life.