❤️ Featured in Wattpad TeenFiction's 'DiverseLit Teens' reading list (15th November 2024 onwards). Rankings: ✨ #1 in personalgrowth out of 1.62K stories (29th December 2024). ✨ #1 in cancerawareness out of 107 stories (05th September 2024 to 27th November 2025). ✨ #1 in overcomingadversity out of 87 stories (11th July to 15th January 2025). ✨ #1 in teenagegirl out of 1.03K stories (13th December 2025). ✨ #1 in depressionawareness out of 87 stories (07th January 2025 to 27th November 2025). ✨ #1 in srilankan out of 157 stories (16th to 27th November 2025). ✨ #1 in familysupport out of 34 stories (16th to 27th November 2025). ✨ #1 in ambitious out of 218 stories (16th to 27th November 2025). ✨ #4 in resilience out of 2.2K stories (25th June to 04th July 2024). ✨ #5 in islamic out of 2.11K stories (9th of July 2025). ***************************************** ©️ 2024 Nifla Ali Naleef. All rights reserved. This work may not be reproduced, copied, or distributed without permission. ***************************************** At its heart, The Rays of Hope is about what it means to heal. A boy fighting cancer while old grudges close in around him. A girl growing up without the love she deserved, learning to find her own worth despite everything. A brother who loses himself trying to hold onto the one person he can't bring back. A young man shouldering his family's world before he's had the chance to live his own. A teenager whose love for someone became a wound she carried across oceans - and a career that gave her enemies. A girl caught between loyalty and survival, standing in the gap for someone who has no one else. These characters don't have perfect lives. But they have each other - and sometimes, that's where hope begins.

Hriday-the heart. A picturesque backdrop of the Himalayas, the pristine and mysterious snow, a cup of hot tea, and a week-long vacation celebrating her boss's wedding is what Hrithika was excited about for the past few days. The D-day finally arrived; with packed bags and close friends, Hrithika's journey began. Little did the heart of hers know about the events that unfolded. It's the music and him against the world for Kriday. After slobbing at a desk job for nearly half a decade, he decided to quit it for good. Just the cherry on top when out of the blue, his cousin had announced his destination wedding. Amidst his distant relative's taunts, unsolicited advice, and his parent's constant nagging about his greying hairs and wedding bells, Kriday's heart yearned for something else. Something that bloomed quite beautifully like the Brahma kamal found in the sacred Himalayas. Similar to the rare flower, his heart struggled to find that pure bloom in his world.

Arranged marriages: the ultimate gamble where your happily-ever-after hinges on a profile pic and a painfully dull bio. Scary, right? For thirty-one-year-old Srinidhi Shankaran, though, love is a luxury she can't afford. Society's already slapped the "expired" tag on her, so she ditches the romance circus altogether. Instead, she dives headfirst into the chaotic world of matrimonial websites, armed with nothing but determination and a ticking clock. After facing rejection from enough grooms to make her question her existence, she finally stumbles upon one who agrees to marry her. Will she settle for her plain, uneventful life of companionship or will her husband, Mr. Aneesh Muralidharan, stir up those inconvenient, unwelcome emotions people call "love"? ------ Intended for mature readers, rated R (18+) for the subjects dealing with strong language and sexual content. ------ One of the standalone stories from the 'Mad Love' series. ------ [Updated every Saturday; Faster updates in Scrollstck] [Third Person Limited + Omniscient Narration] [Unedited First Draft] [Full-Length Novel, Word Count Approx. 250K to 300K] ----- © 2025 Suganthii Media attached to this story belong to their rightful owners and there is no violation of copyrights.

Ambitious marketing executive "Alexandra a.k.a Lexi Thompson" has built her life around deadlines, clients, and success-leaving little room for love. Freelance writer "Max Nolan" prefers quiet corners and daydreams, chasing inspiration for his first novel. ___ When chance brings them together, sparks fly-but so do secrets. A hidden past, misunderstood choices, and unexpected betrayals threaten to tear them apart just as they begin to fall. Torn between trust and doubt, passion and pride, Lexi and Max must decide: are they destined to be strangers forever, or can love survive the collision of two very different worlds?

A tale of Love And Revenge~ (Lovers to Enemies) "Dekha?" His voice was cold...too calm for the chaos he'd created. His fingers dug into her arm as he spoke again, sharper this time. "Ye sab jhoot nahi tha. Tumne sirf mera time waste kiya" Suhani's eyes widened, disbelief flooding her trembling body. Tears escaped her eyes, one after another, as though her heart had finally found a way to bleed. "Nahi..." she whispered, her voice breaking under the weight of his name. He let out a low, mocking laugh. "Tum sirf mere time pass ke liye thi" he said, each word falling like shards of glass. "Aur jab sab mera hai... tum kisi kaam ki nahi" Her knees weakened as he pushed her away. The world around her blurred, but the faces in front of her were all too clear...the same people she once called her own. The same faces that once smiled with her, now smirking at her ruin. "You can't do this..." she pleaded, her voice trembling. "Please" He looked away, a smirk curling on his lips. It wasn't the first time he'd hurt her...but this time, it felt final. This wasn't the first time he'd hurt her. She had endured it all... the humiliation, the harsh words, the endless nights of tears. But betrayal... that was something even her heart wasn't ready for. She once believed that silence could heal him, that her love could soften his storms. But she was wrong. The people she loved were the ones who broke her. They whispered behind her back..."His personal plaything" "his timepass" "his mistake" And every time those words reached her, he told her it was fine... that the world was jealous... that this was love... That this is what love looks like. No it doesn't! But tonight, standing in front of the man she gave everything to, Suhani finally understood... Love wasn't supposed to feel like imprisonment. And this? This wasn't love at all. Ranks~ #2nd in Trend #2nd in Karma

Parinayam A sudden slap burned across my face. For a moment, I couldn't even breathe. My whole body shook as though the ground beneath me had split apart. Instinctively, I pressed my hand to my cheek, whimpering at the pain. Just a short while ago, this house had been alive with joy-music, laughter, wedding cheer. And now? Now all I could hear was the echo of those cruel words in my ears. "You are the reason for everything." Was this really happening to me? The Story of Kashi and Yami.💜

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞? ˜"*°•.˜"*°•🇦 🇲🇦🇳 🇨🇴🇳🇸🇺🇲🇪🇩 🇧🇾 🇴🇧🇸🇪🇸🇸🇮🇴🇳. 🇦 🇼🇴🇲🇦🇳 🇨🇦🇺🇬🇭🇹 🇧🇪🇹🇼🇪🇪🇳 🇫🇪🇦🇷 🇦🇳🇩 🇫🇦🇹🇪. •°*"˜.•°*"˜ ᵂʰᵃᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵉᵈᵈⁱⁿᵍ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ⁱᵗ ᶜᵒⁿˢᵘᵐᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉᵐ? From him running through the streets of UK... To him meeting her again in Pakistan! What happened in between? While she may be bound to him legally, her heart and soul refuse to submit. His obsession is not gentle but possessive, dangerous, and consuming. The real story begins after marriage. Is it Obsessive love or obsessive.....? EXPLORE THIS UNEXPECTED AND MOUTH-OPENING SERIES....DIVE INTO THE SERIES OF THIS OBSESSIVE LOVE OR MAYBE SOMETHING ELSE OF ERIC FOR HAYA..... #freepalestine #muslim #justiceforgaza (UPDATE 3-7 TIMES A WEEK. It depends on my mood.) Best ranking so far: 4 in #cleanromance out of 780 stories. 21 in #violence out of 87.4k stories. 42 in #Islam out of 21.6k stories. 3 in #forcedrelationship out of 3.58k stories. 12 in #sadending out of 12k stories. Alhamdulillah for Everything! First Published: 𝟐 𝐅𝐞𝐛 𝟐𝐤𝟐𝟓 Editing in progress since: 𝟒 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔 I'll meet you inn there between the words you will live. In Shaa Allah.💗🌷 ˚⋆𐙚｡ 𖦹.ᡣ𐭩˚🦢

💫 MEERA SUNDARAM Name: Meera Sundaram Age: 25 MBA. graduate Hometown: Coimbatore, Tamil Nadu Only daughter of Sundaram, one of Coimbatore's most respected and wealthy industrialits Slim, heart-shaped with expressive almond eyes and thick lashes bold and beautiful girl Believes in destiny and quiet love 🕴️ RAGHAV NARAYANAN Age: 28 Hometown: Kumbakonam, Tamil Nadu (currently based in Bengaluru) Family: Eldest son of Subramaniam, a billionaire businessman; has two siblings whom he adores fair-skinned with a sharp jawline and brooding eyes Maintains a light beard, giving him a mature and mysterious look quiet, observant, and emotionally guarded Brilliant in business - logical and composed under pressure.Fiercely protective of family. Didn't believe in love until Meera's calm presence stirred something in him Drawn to her grace, simplicity, and the old-world charm she radiates

This story is only published on Wattpad under my account. Any copies elsewhere (like teenfic.net) are unauthorized She was soft-spoken and shy, with dreams tucked into the folds of her dupatta. He was calm and kind - the kind of boy who never rushed fate. Aryak had everything a good man needed - but never asked for anything. Until the day she stepped into his world with eyes full of innocence and anklets that chimed like poetry. And suddenly, his silence had a sound. A name. A wish. Arywisha. He wouldn't say it aloud. But she'd feel it... every time he looked at her like she was the prayer he never dared whisper.