Aarav thinks of himself as a daring and dashing dude but in reality he is a darpok (Coward) who is scared of the dark and even now he sleeps with bed lights on as he still thinks that ghosts roam in dark... Though he is a coward he is a charmer too... His romantic filmy tricks and double meaning dialogues are his strength to woo any girl A structural engineer+MBA graduate who handles their own company Arundathi Builders along with his elder brother Arjun... With his people, he leads a happy life and sometimes he addresses his family as a Suraj Barjatiya's family drama Hum Saath Saath hai in which he is Prem an innocent shy baby and is waiting for his sharmili Preeti But only his family knows how INNOCENT he is😂 He is a complete filmy buff who keeps ranting his filmy dialogues Aarav is a balloon of laughing gas...whenever it blast the air is filled with laughter So in short Aarav is a ball of joy❤ *********************************** Deepali an elegant dancing queen who has done M.A in Bharatnatyam and is working hard to establish her own dance school and that too with her own money Though she is the only daughter of her parents and her father is ready to help she wants to develop her identity on her own No matter how hard the stoned path is she wants to walk on it and reach to the destination with her own will Taking help in any form is not in Deepali's dictionary Just like her name she wants to shine with her own glory She is a fireball of light In short Deepali is a matured girl who wants to enlighten herself with her talent💫 ************************************ Aarav (AD) and Deepali (DQ) were chuddy buddy friends since their childhood Same school Same class Same bench Same textbook Same tiffin Same homework But what happens when they are asked to share the same bed?? What was the reason for their separation??

18 + ⚠️ Warning: This story contains themes of violence and sexual abuse. Reader discretion is advised. 1950s India. A world where women are meant to endure, not question. She is 27, living a life shaped by silence, control, and quiet fear-where even her thoughts feel carefully contained. Then a 23-year-old stranger arrives, asking for work. He doesn't belong in her world. But his presence begins to disturb everything she has learned to accept. And in a place where nothing changes easily, even a small shift can feel like everything is breaking.

The story starts with Ruhi, a girl who hates her cold and arrogant boss, Rudra Rathore. But fate plays a cruel game when she is forced into an arranged marriage with him and becomes his replaced wife. After marriage, Ruhi slowly falls in love with her husband, but Rudra never misses a chance to insult her and remind her that she means nothing to him. After a year of heartbreak, Ruhi finally decides to move on. And that's when Rudra Rathore starts noticing her... watching her... and slowly becoming obsessed with the woman he once pushed away. Tropes: • Arranged Marriage • Replaced Wife • Obsession • Possessive male lead. • Love Triangle

He loved her... but never said it. She loved him too... but thought he never could. Arya and Ruhi were never strangers. They were almost everything-best friends, silent supporters, late-night conversations, unfinished sentences... and a love that lived in between. He waited for the right moment. She waited for a sign. But timing has a cruel way of breaking the stories that could have been perfect. Every smile hid a confession. Every goodbye carried words they never spoke. And somewhere between "hello" and "goodbye"... they both lost a love that was always theirs-just never said out loud. "Somewhere Between Hello and Goodbye" is not just a love story. It's about missed chances, silent feelings, and the heartbreak of realizing... you both felt the same, just never at the same time. If you've ever stayed quiet when your heart was screaming... this story will stay with you. 💔

A girl who hides her fears behind silence, wrapped in her own little shell, trying to escape a past she never talks about. A man whose arrogance is practically his surname, ego his middle name, and anger his permanent mood-a man with messy habits, a stone-hearted attitude. She avoids trouble. He is trouble. she knows what kind of man he is. She sees every flaw, every bad habit, every wall he's built. So the real question is: Can a girl truly fall for a man who is the total opposite of everything she believes in? And if she does... Can she accept him exactly as he is? A light-hearted, funny, romantic-mystery story about two completely mismatched souls who somehow fit perfectly.

Maa turned to me. "Riya beta, go outside and bring the flowers from the garden. And if you see him, bring him along with you." I nodded, clutching the thali a little tighter, and stepped out toward the garden. He was nowhere in sight. Shrugging it off, I bent down to lift the large basket of flowers placed near the parking area. The tiny blooms felt impossibly heavy. As I struggled, the sharp edge of the basket nicked my wrist - hidden beneath the soft folds of my dupatta. Great. If anyone notices, I'm doomed. Ignoring the sting, I stepped onto the marble path cutting through the grass - and lost my balance. "Whoa-" Before I could fall, strong arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me back. My breath hitched. Time stopped. The world went silent - no birds, no distant traffic, no rustling leaves. There he was. Dhruv Rathore. Standing so close I could feel his warmth, his steady presence grounding me. The boy my heart had never quite let go of - even after four long years - was holding me in his arms. He looked exactly how memory had preserved him. Calm. Composed. Effortlessly commanding. And then reality crashed into me. He's my sister's devar. ✨A slow-burn romance set against the chaos of an Indian wedding, filled with family drama, soft moments, and emotions that refuse to stay hidden. ✨ #1 in rituals🌸✨🎀(3/02/2026) #1 in rituals (12/03/2026) #9 in beautiful ( 27/03/2026) #1 in past love ( 5/04/2026) #2 in beautiful (8/04/2026)

In ancient Times, we have heard about stories of kings who were in polygamous marriages. And certain movies have romanticised their life with second or last wife. But I feel they didn't exactly show the feelings and griefs of a first wife rather they were made villains. So I got a thought why don't I write a story by myself and write what I want to see and show that? So this is my first try in wattpad and tell me your views about the story. #1 in india #3 in Cheating #6 in heartbreak #8 in historicalfiction #7 in betrayal

This story begins with a little girl named Shraddha, whose heart has belonged to Krishna since the first prayer she ever whispered. Her devotion was pure, innocent, and unwavering - a quiet strength she carried through every season of her life. She was her father's little shadow, deeply attached to him in ways words could never be captured. But life, with all its unpredictable storms, took him away too soon... and with that loss, something inside her changed. Shraddha stopped believing in love - not because she was cold, but because she had once loved too deeply, too honestly. And losing that love had left marks she never showed the world. Until the day she met Vivaan Singhania. Six feet tall, quiet by nature, handsome without trying - Vivaan wasn't the kind of boy who spoke first, yet the moment he saw her, something in him shifted. It wasn't dramatic. It wasn't loud. It was simply real. He fell for her in the first meeting... not with obsession, but with a softness he didn't know he was capable of. Where Shraddha carried silence, Vivaan brought calm. Where she feared attachment, he offered patience. Where she doubted love, he became proof that it still existed. This is the journey of how a heart once afraid learns to feel again. How a girl who loved Krishna found someone who loved her with the same devotion. How Vivaan slowly, gently, and wordlessly became the soft corner of Shraddha's life - her comfort zone in crowded halls, her peace in overwhelming moments, her quiet safety in a world that once felt too loud. By the end of this story, you'll see not just how Vivaan made her believe in love again... but how Shraddha discovered that love, in its purest form, doesn't demand - it heals.

✨ "कभी सोचा ना था, किसी की मुस्कान मेरी धड़कनों का हिसाब बदल देगी।" ✨ ✿WHISPERS OF OUR SPRING✿ _________________________________________ "It is a story where love flickers through the shadows of trauma, friendship becomes a gentle refuge, and every scar shapes the slow, luminous art of becoming."🌸🌻 Starting with this beautiful quote, I will introduce you to our characters- VYOM DIVIJAY X URVI AHUJA🎀 KUSHAGRA AHUJA X KASHVI BATRA🌍 EKANSH MALHOTRA X ISHITA PANDEY✨ SAMAR BATRA X SURAMYA VERMA❤️ ************************ THIS STORY INVOLVES ~ Old school romance ~ Family Bonding ~ Found family ~ Parental negligence ~ Mental health ~ Childhood sweethearts ~ Academic problems ~ Sweet and simple moments ************************ [A/N] - No cheating , Toxicity and betrayal 🎀Just Beautiful love stories with a deeper meaning and message🎀 _________________________________________ DIVE IN TO KNOW MOREE💋

She liked him. Quietly....deeply...in the kind of way that never asked to be seen. But he never saw her. Not as a crush. Not as a friend. Not even as someone worth understanding. He wasn't cruel. He wasn't confused. He just... never chose her. And still, she stayed. At first, it was small-just a fleeting feeling. But with time, it grew into something consuming... something that lived in every glance she stole, every message she waited for, every silence he left behind. She fell first. And then she fell harder. Until loving him became a habit she didn't know how to stop. Until one day- she did. Not all at once. Not in a dramatic goodbye. But slowly... piece by piece... she took her heart back. Or at least, that's what it looked like. Because now- she doesn't react. She doesn't wait. She doesn't care. Or maybe... she just pretends she doesn't. To him, she was just someone annoying. Someone easy to ignore. Someone who never mattered. But fate has a way of returning what was once overlooked. Because when they meet again- when her eyes no longer search for him- He notices. He pauses. He wonders. He feels. And this time... he falls. Harder than she ever did. Not slowly. Not carefully. But in the kind of way that ruins sleep and steals breath. While she- just watches, as if she feels nothing at all. 🏆 Ranked #1 in Crush 🏆 Ranked #1 in OneSidedLove 🏆 Ranked #1 in Reunion ~ a story that started with silence... and stayed. ❤️