"Don't break this marriage, please... my parents will die of shame," Isha pleaded with her fiancé. "Nobody in this world will marry a daughter of a prostitute!" he shouted. "My parents are doctors," she stuttered, glancing at the couple who had raised her. "So what? You're still the daughter of a prostitute. The one who gave you birth-your biological mother-dirty blood... and she left you." He turned and walked away. How would Isha face this cruel world now? The weight of his words crushed her like a storm without mercy. Was there truly no one left who would see beyond her birth? No one who would dare love the daughter of a prostitute? © 2025 Kaashi Wrts. All rights reserved. Date: 09 August 2025 #DaughterOfProstitute #BrokenButStrong #RisingFromTheMud #DarkPastBrightFuture #WattpadDrama #EmotionalJourney #UnbreakableSpirit #AgainstAllOdds #LoveAndShame #FictionWithHeart

Will Avni's love ever be enough? Or is some love destined to remain unspoken? Avni and Vivaan have been inseparable since their teenage years - family friends, partners-in-crime, and each other's biggest support. But beneath the surface of their easy friendship lies a secret: Avni is deeply in love with Vivaan. A love she's never dared to confess, fearing it could shatter everything they share. Vivaan, however, sees Avni only as his closest friend. His heart belongs to someone else - someone he believes is his future. Yet fate is never straightforward. As family expectations, arranged marriage, and hidden desires pull them in different directions, Avni finds herself caught between holding on and letting go. Though Vivaan's heart belongs elsewhere, fate draws them closer in ways neither expected. In a story of silent sacrifices, hidden heartbreaks, and fragile hope, will Avni's love ever be returned? Or is their friendship all they're meant to have? Dive into this emotional journey where every glance and every moment counts - because sometimes love speaks loudest in what's left unsaid.

"𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒐𝒏, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝒌𝒏𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔!" It's the harsh truth of life. But when someone enters your world and offers you love on a silver spoon, how does it feel? --- 𝑵𝑨𝑲𝑺𝑯 𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑰𝑨-a 27-year-old man who was once a sunshine, now hardened and ruthless due to a past too dark to forget. The boy who once smiled freely has been replaced by a cold, icy, grumpy man, incapable of expressing the emotions he once had, the emotions he was never allowed to show. The king of the business world and the mafia underworld, but no one knows both sides of him. His name alone makes people tremble. That's the man he's become. ♡ 𝑨𝑵𝑨𝒀𝑨 𝑲𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑵𝑨-a 21-year-old girl, sweet and innocent, yet fragile like the petals of a flower. She's been deemed a burden by her paternal family, even her own father doesn't hesitate to see her as an inconvenience, a burden he's forced to carry. Her greatest dream was torn by their cruelty. She believes love can conquer all. So, she continues to give her heart to others, hoping to mend what's broken, only to have it shattered time and time again. Her faith in love is all but gone. ♡ When two shattered souls come together, their darkest secrets laid bare, what will become of them? Stay tuned to witness their journey, where love may be the only thing that can heal their broken hearts!♡

It was the fifth year of being a mistress to James when his dream girl returned to the country. I was mercilessly dumped by him, in order to clear the relationship. To make matters worse, I became terminally ill and was dying. I squinted James, the man I have loved for my entire life, light valentine day's candles, embrace his dream girl into his arms, kiss and cuddle her fondly through the long night together. Only I knew that his occasional glance at me was always calm and indifferent. And he must not have known..... I was going to die.

"You didn't eat again," he said quietly. She didn't turn. Didn't even flinch. "Maira," he spoke again, softer this time, taking a step closer. "I brought dinner. Atleast have a few bites." Her voice came out barely above a whisper, low, trembling. "Why? So I can stay strong enough to keep pretending?" The words hit him hard, knocking the breath out of him. "You're not pretending," Hadi said quickly, defensively, though he wasn't sure who he was trying to convince, himself or her. She turned slowly, eyes red and hollow. "Aren't I?" she asked, voice trembling. "I sleep in this room like a stranger. Even though I'm your wife. I exist in your world, Hadi... but can I ever exist in your heart?" "Maira," he began, this was the first time she had openly claimed her title as his wife and he didn't know how to respond, but he said with his tone heavy, "you know everything. I... I married you because I..." "...felt guilty," she finished for him, her voice sharp, cutting through the air. "You hit me with your car. My life shattered. And you had to save me to get rid of your guilt." He froze. Words deserted him. Her eyes dropped to the floor, tears gathering along her lashes. "At least Lubna has your love. Your son has your name. Me? What do I have?" --- 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐀𝐥𝐢. 24. No identity beyond that. No one to call hers. No place she could truly belong. Except in one nikahnama... where her name sat beside his. 𝐋𝐮𝐛𝐧𝐚 𝐀𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐢. 28. A talented interior designer. Graceful, and passionate about her work. Hadi's first love, and the woman the world recognizes as his wife. 𝐇𝐚𝐝𝐢 𝐀𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐢. 30. Successful. Respected. A loving husband. A devoted father. A man who did the right thing, even when his heart wasn't in it, and married a woman out of guilt... not love.

When Alexis agrees to help the school's player, she must guard the secret that could unravel everything - even as unexpected feelings complicate the game. *** What happens when Alexis Dawson, the 'resident loser' of Redwood High, agrees to help the school's notorious player, Aaron Walker? How can she stop herself from falling for him? It isn't all love and romance - Alexis has a secret of her own. Join them on a journey of jealousy, betrayal, trust, friendship, and love. A little favour just got a whole lot more complicated. *** He was so close, his breath hit my lips. His eyes darted from my eyes to my lips. I stared intently, awaiting his next move. His lips fell near my ear. "Shut up and kiss me" He whispered roughly. A chill shot up my spine. I pulled back, staring at his eyes and leaned in...