Collection of short stories

Have you ever picked something from the road. If yes , then what ? Coins? Jewellery? Flower? Leaf? But He Picked A BRIDE From Road. A cute love story is here to claim a place in your hearts. For all the ones , who once thought to fall in love with a stranger . A desi Indian Story which would make you tickle with cuteness , purity and calm you down after the hectic day. I'm sure you are ready to get butterflies in your stomach 😉 __________________________________ A look from inside 💠 " Shivya , that's not a problem. I mean you can call him Aeji , Oji , Suno ji-" His friend said " Kaho ji " I too got in the moving train and then we both bursted in laughter. O shiv ji , look at this man . Khadus ke chehre pe hasi hi nahi ati. Itna akad ke kahan Jana he ise.

He had come here for a settlement. A meeting that should have been about land, power, and old clan rivalry. A meeting with the man who had once slaughtered members of his family. But nothing about this day would go the way he expected. The mansion of Bhimapur's rival clan looked grand from outside-but the moment he crossed the threshold, Vijayendra felt something rotten in the air. A smell of cruelty. A weight of fear. The rival-Mahadev Dandekar-greeted him with a mocking smile. A killer. A tyrant. A man whose name villagers only whispered. Yet even this monster had secrets he didn't want seen. And Vijayendra saw it. "So, Nimbalkar... shall we talk settlement?" Vijayendra's voice was calm-far too calm for a warrior like him. "I want something in return." Mahadev laughed. "Land? Money? Weapons?" Vijayendra leaned forward. His eyes were ice. "I want the girl." A long, stunned silence. Mahadev blinked, unsure if he misheard. "You mean... Neelambari?" He nodded once. Mahadev scoffed. "She's useless. Weak. A burden. You want her?" "I do." A scared sixteen-year-old girl in a simple saree. Neelambari stood before him, nervous, bruised, terrified. She didn't know him. Didn't trust him. Didn't understand him. The making of Neelambari Nimbalkar. The rise of Vijayendra Sarkar. The origin of the dynasty Tara would one day belong to.

Arohi thrived in darkness-sharp, untethered, unwilling to surrender her heart. A PhD scholar who played by her own rules, love was nothing more than a fleeting indulgence. Tathagata carried his past like a ghost-brilliant, brooding, and bound to silence. A history professor with ink-stained fingers, a cigarette between them, and a sitar that sang only to the solitude. She never expected to see him again-the man she once adored, now a stranger wrapped in mystery. Their reunion is electric, a pull neither of them can deny. But he carries baggage, shadows of a life she never knew. And Arohi? She isn't the same girl who once adored him from afar. As passion collides with the ghosts of their past, they must ask themselves: Is this fate giving them a second chance, or are they simply chasing a memory that no longer exists? A story of love, loss, and the choices that define us-will they rewrite their ending, or are they doomed to repeat it? -------- Mature Content Warning: Intended for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised. (Sexual activity, taboo, prejudice, social issues) LGBTQ: Negligible. Cover and other graphics: Pinterest --------- Tropes: Student x professor Younger x older Class-gap Second chance --------- Started: March 1st (Most probably) Status: Completed 10/04/2025

A new story begins... and this time, it's not just about love it's about everything that love hides. Hidden Affection. A tale where emotions run deep even when they're buried beneath anger, silence, and duty. She's fierce, free spirited, and unpredictable a 24 year old with a heart full of spark, rebellion, and unapologetic dreams. He's mature, composed, and everything she swore she'd never fall for a 28 year old man bound by rules, reputation, and silence. They're nothing alike. She's chaos. He's calm. She questions everything. He follows structure. But sometimes, it's the opposites that burn the brightest when they collide. When their worlds crash into each other, sparks fly but not the pretty kind. It's messy. It's intense. And beneath all that chaos... something begins to grow something they both try to deny. A journey that starts with misunderstandings, cold stares, and unexpected encounters... A story where hatred slowly softens into something unspoken. Where boundaries blur. And hearts, unknowingly, begin to lean in. Tropes you'll find in this story: • Arranged Marriage • Professor x Student • Chaotic Couple • Slow Burn Romance • Opposite attracts This is not your typical romance. It's about stolen glances, denial, unsaid feelings, broken rules and hidden care and the slow unfolding of affection that was never supposed to happen. Hidden Affection - By @author_aryaa Creative Collaborator - @ehaawrites We can't wait to share this journey with you.

The story of Arjun and Divya continues.... "One campus, one secret, a thousand emotions". Arjun Krishna - 1st year MBA student. He is the popular and heartthrob guy of the college. He is rude, and arrogant to others but sweet and fun going guy to his and family to his friends and family like typical Wattpad heroes. Hates female interactions. " Love is a distraction and i can't afford it" Divya reddy - A bright student doing 1st year btech. She is an ambivert. She is beautiful both in and out. She loves to read novels and she enjoys baking. "With you, each distraction feels like a fleeting dream i never want to end" Certain conditions made them tie a knot. Will they accept this marriage?? If yes, then how they'll navigate?? If no, then what's going to happen?? To know it, dive into" campus vows"

"Siddharth..." He didn't say anything. Just walked towards me. His eyes were darker than night-intense, unreadable. Hungry. "I shouldn't have come," I whispered, my voice shaky. "This is not-" His hands circle my wrist pulling me behind the water tank, where the fading light wouldn't betray us. "You like the way they look at you, don't you?" Before I could answer, he shoved me against the wall, his body pinning mine. The rough concrete scraped my back, but the sting was nothing compared to the fire in his eyes. His eyes looked dark and dangerous. His mouth crashed into mine, claiming, punishing. I gasped, and he took it as invitation, his tongue sliding against mine with a possessiveness that left me dizzy. His hands were everywhere-tugging at my clothes, gripping my waist hard enough to bruise. I whimpered as his fingers slipped under my skirt, rough and impatient. .......... Pranati had always admired Shravan, her carefree cousin since she was in 7th grade. But everything changed the day Siddharth, his older brother, stepped into her life. During the Bathukamma festival, a stolen glance and an unexpected kiss from him shattered her innocent love on Shravan. Her heart now ached for the man who had awakened something deeper within her. But just as she began to navigate these new feelings, a dark presence emerged. A stalker, sending her unsettling notes, watching her from the shadows. Torn between her past with Shravan and her growing connection with Siddharth, Pranati found herself trapped. Who would claim her heart? And who was the one lurking, waiting to disrupt everything she thought she knew? -- Before adding this book plss read the Message I've posted in my profile. Thank you. This book is completed in my scrollstck the link is in my bio Copyright His Silence, Her Storm © 2025 Preeti Singari All rights reserved.

|𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐬 - 𝐈| 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘴. "Junoon ban chuki ho tum. Ishq ki tapish se bhi tez aur pagalpan ki har hadon se paar. Is qadar beyhadh ki tumhari rooh tak qaid karne ka irada hai." Upon stumbling with "𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒐𝒚 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝑵𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆" Aarav on her cousin's wedding, Mishika struggles to keep the dark secrets hidden under the veil. However fate has always been cruel to her. Betrayed and tricked by her own extended family, she finds herself at the altar, 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 the man who was supposed to be her cousin's husband-to-be, the same man she had hated for 6 years. Threatened to take 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦 on the very first night by her forced husband, she was pushed and pulled between the past she can't get over from and the practicality of life. When she scramble to figure out her expectations and boundaries in the hopeless marriage, she was left shaken when her 𝘕𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦-𝘧𝘰𝘳-𝘢-𝘏𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥 confessed about being 𝑶𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 with her since 8 years. An obsession he strived years to bury and get over with. But will it be so easy for 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕 to incarcerate his favourite 𝑩𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒆 when somewhere deep he knew that 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘥 ? her heart was latched with HATE his mind was tainted with LUST? ❌No Cheating Between The Leads❌

𝙈𝙖𝙞 𝘼𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙆𝙖𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙏𝙪𝙢𝙨𝙖 𝙃𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙣 , 𝙆𝙖𝙖𝙮𝙣𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙣𝙖𝙝𝙞 𝙝𝙖𝙞 𝙠𝙤𝙞 ❛ 𝘼𝙆𝙃𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙭 𝙆𝙍𝙄𝙏𝙄𝙆𝘼 ❜ Book 1 Of 'Hearted Generation' Series • • It is said that marriage is a sacred bond. But Kritika's life has been turned into hell through this sacred bond. Her own father conspired against her and got her married to a Heartless man who is a human being but far from the human norm, who is right to call a human being but wrong to judge his humanity, who is burning in the fire of revenge and Kritika's life is going to be burnt in this fire of revenge! But innocent Kritika does not say a single word even after tolerating all his brutality. After all, who is that eartless man with whom Kritika was married? In which fire of revenge is that heartless man burning? Why does she not say a single word even after tolerating all his brutality? ~ Weak hearted and emotional people should not read this book.

Based in 1950' India After she started menstruating, 13 years old Chandralata was married off to 16 years old Anand as per the traditions. Chandralata wasn't hopeless romantic, all she expected from her husband was that he wouldn't abuse her physically. Anand growing up in a male dominated household, was taught to keep women in control, their tongue tied and head bowed. Warning : This story is about love that blooms from sacrifices and longings & contains mature themes. It is completely fictional but shows harsh reality of old times.