What happens when a college boy accidentally gets married... and has no place to keep his wife except his BOYS HOSTEL ROOM? Secret marriage ✔ Boys hostel ✔ Crazy friends ✔ Endless comedy ✔ Unexpected romance ✔ Rules break honge. Secrets chhupenge. Love grow karega,slowly, secretly. This is not just a love story, it's a rollercoaster of laughter, friendship, chaos & emotions 💕 Read to know how long a wife can stay hidden in a boys hostel and what happens when love starts getting real.

Not every family is born; some are found. Ten people, ten different lives, ten stories that were never meant to cross paths. They arrive carrying their own histories-broken homes, unspoken grief, dangerous secrets, stubborn dreams, and hearts that have learned to survive more than they've learned to love. Initially, they are no more than strangers, then acquaintances, and eventually, the people who are there when the world crumbles. Amidst chaos, laughter, loyalty, heartbreak, and life-altering moments, they gradually become something none of them anticipated: a home in each other. However, as pasts resurface, truths unravel, and love becomes both their greatest strength and deepest vulnerability, the question lingers: Will the bonds they've forged be strong enough to withstand it all?

~Tere aane par jaana maine, Kahi na kahi zinda hun main.~ ⋆ ───────── ⋆ She was BROKEN by the man who was supposed to protect her. He was the man who HEALED wounds he never created. She thought her life ended the night she was raped by her own husband. He made her believe that maybe... she could live again. And while he slowly became HER SAFE PLACE... She became the HOME he never had. Dive into a story where two broken souls meet... and slowly learn that maybe love can heal what life shattered. ⋆ ───────── ⋆ Tropes • Friends to Lovers • Second Chance Love • Slow Burn • Healing Love • Revenge • Romcom ⋆ ───────── ⋆

"𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔, 𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎" ••• There's an unspoken rule about your best friend's brother, 𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 but when the said brother is the exact definition of your imaginary boyfriend, rules get blurry and lines get crossed. It was supposed to be just a birthday party but eyes met, that unknown feeling took residence, and in middle of all the chaos, There was a beginning of something forbidden yet something so real for both of them. Just a normal crush, right? No.

😅COMPLETED😅 it's a fanfiction, nothing related to reality..🥲 contains smut and foul/bad language..😁 read at your own risk..🫡 English is not my first language so please adjust hehe😅✍️ don't read if you are uncomfortable...🙏 ✨️Thanks✨️

"Will you be my friend?" A simple question. The beginning of countless love stories. Seventeen-year-old Vanshika never thought those five words would become the reason her heart started believing in something it was trying so hard to avoid. What begins with childhood fights and reluctant friendship slowly turns into rooftop songs, sunset walks, stolen glances, and conversations that stay long after they're over. Nineteen-year-old Shivansh has a habit of noticing the little things. He remembers she loves stars, asks if she's okay before anyone else does, and calls her "Miss Candy" without realizing that every word leaves a mark on her heart. To him, kindness comes naturally. To her, every gesture becomes another reason to wonder if she's reading too much into it. Convinced she's mistaking warmth for love, Vanshika decides to protect their friendship by burying her feelings. Because she'd rather keep him as a friend than lose him because of a confession he never asked for. Between family gatherings, baby giggles, whispered secrets, midnight conversations, and a thousand almost-confessions, two hearts keep collecting moments that feel too precious to be ordinary. After all... Sometimes the most beautiful love stories don't begin with "I love you." They begin with- "Will you be my friend?"

In a world that claps for grand gestures and loud declarations, Neel chose to love differently. With packed tiffins. With late-night shifts. With quiet patience. Naina didn't ask for this life. She didn't want a man who gave without asking, loved without words, and forgave without being begged. And yet, every month- A letter arrives. A message pings. A love lingers. Some hearts leave without closing the door. Some forevers aren't loud. Some love stories never leave... they just learn to live from far. He never shouted. Not when she ignored his silence. Not even when she forgot how to love him. He just stayed. Quietly. Through her tempers. Through her distance. Through it all. This is not the story of a perfect marriage. It's the story of a man who kept choosing her in the ways that didn't make noise. until it cost him more than his heart. "The Quiet Kind of Forever" is for every soul that's ever loved without being seen, for every sacrifice that went unnoticed, and for every goodbye that was made with love. ========= Rankings🎖️👇🏻 #1 in Real life romance (4-8-25)🥇 #2 in every day love (7-8-25)🥈

He was a stranger. She was an orphan. Their families arranged their marriage. But love? That was something they had to arrange themselves. Aarohi Sharma has spent eight years being a burden in her aunt's house. When she's married off to a man she's never seen, she expects more of the same-invisibility, obligation, survival. Kabir Ahuja is a brilliant pediatric surgeon with walls so high no one can climb them. He agreed to this marriage for his dying father. Nothing more. But when their eyes meet at the jaimala, something shifts. Seven pheras. Two strangers. One lifetime to figure out what forever really means. A story of first kisses, uneven parathas, jealousy, period care, and two people who never dated anyone-finding everything in each other. Because love isn't about how you meet. It's about how you stay. TROPES🌸 ❤️ Slow burn ❤️ Virgin leads ❤️ Arranged marriage ❤️ Dual POV - Start date - 4th April 2026 - End date - 11th June 2026

The humidity of a Varanasi dusk doesn't care about your boundaries. It settles over the ancient stone steps, thick and unyielding, smelling faintly of river silt, burnt camphor, and roasted clay. On the terrace of the old Singh house, a piece of green glass caught the last dying ray of the saffron sun. Mishri adjusted her grip, her fingers steady against the worn wood of her slingshot. Her breath hitched in a moment of absolute, wicked focus. She wasn't aiming for a mango this time. She was aiming for the absolute, royal arrogance sitting across the boundary wall. Two meters away, on the adjacent balcony, Raiden didn't move. He sat in the shadows like a dark, silent silhouette carved out of American marble. The hood of his black sweatshirt was pulled low, a pair of sleek, glowing noise canceling headphones isolating him from the chaotic symphony of temple bells and barking street dogs below. He was thousands of miles away from the life he had left behind, yet his eyes were entirely vacant. He wanted quiet. He wanted to disappear. Thwack. The small pebble struck the iron railing of his balcony with a sharp, metallic screech, missing his shoulder by a mere inch. Raiden's head snapped up. His jaw clenched, his dark eyes narrowing through the messy strands of his hair as he pulled one side of his headphones down. Across the gap, Mishri didn't flinch. She simply slung the wooden weapon over her shoulder, her bright dupatta fluttering in the sudden evening breeze, and flashed him a sharp, teasing smirk that completely defied the strict discipline of her household. "Oye, America return Kanhaiya!" she called out, her voice a flawless blend of local slang and pure, unadulterated defiance. "Earphones nikaalo. In Banaras, if you don't listen to the noise, the noise comes looking for you." Raiden stared at her this local whirlwind in a faded salwar-suit who had just shattered his carefully constructed armor. In that single, heated glance, the quiet of the night evaporated.

She didn't understand the concept of marriage....not Fully for her it meant that she will be safe and her parents wanted this ....so without much thought ,she agreed to marry ....without knowing what the relationship between husband and wife truly is. He always spoke against the injustice in the society...but now he's marrying a 15 year old girl ...he never thought that this will happen but he didn't have any choice..... It's an 80's based story and before coming to conclusions plz read the story