Story about yug and ehaana, yug was in love with idha elder sister of ehaana . They were a perfect couple, but circumstances forced yug to marry, ehaana. Yug couldn't move on from idha , ehaana silently gave up on their marriage. They were like roommates who living together, without any love , obligation towards each other. Will yug ever be able to forget idha and love ehaana? This story is about the emotional struggle of yug who can't forget his first love and ehaana who died everyday in this relationship. His lost love ***

Three years ago, Renée Whitmore disappeared with a ruined reputation and a truth nobody cared enough to hear. Especially Sebastian Pierce. Coming back was never supposed to happen. But when a project forces Renée into the same company-and the same rooms-as the man who once chose to believe the worst of her, she realizes some things are far more dangerous than hatred. Like familiarity. Because no matter how much time passes, Sebastian still knows her too well. The way she reaches for coffee when she's overwhelmed. The way silence means something is wrong. The way she looks at him right before she walks away. And the closer Sebastian gets to the truth behind the scandal that destroyed Renée's life, the more he realizes the story everyone believed may not have been true. Including him. ✧ Story Milestones ✧ 🏆 #1 in Angst (out of 299K stories) - July 2026 🏆 #1 in Heartbreak (out of 204K stories) - July 2026 🏆 #1 in Cold Male Lead (out of 699 stories) - July 2026

Love Written Too Late: When Destiny Rewrites 🤍✨ Season 2 - Four Years Later... Four years had passed. And everything had changed. - The little baby who once ruled the Raghuvanshi house with her tiny footsteps, dramatic expressions, and endless baby talks... was now six years old. - Vyanika was no longer a baby. She was a little girl with her mother's kindness... and her father's stubborn heart. But behind her innocent smile... there were stories nobody knew. - Nyraah's life was no longer the same. The love story she once believed would last forever... was broken. The promises. The trust. The dreams of a family. Everything changed. - After years of holding everything together... Nyraah finally chose herself. The divorce was not just the end of a marriage. It was the end of the woman she used to be. - Now she was a mother first. A woman who learned how to stand alone. Because Vyanika needed her. - But destiny... was not finished writing her story. - One unexpected meeting. One powerful man. One new chapter. - A man whose name was enough to create fear. A man who ruled through power. Control. Silence. - The Mafia King. Cold. Dangerous. Unreachable. - But behind that ruthless image... was a man carrying wounds nobody knew about. A man who forgot what peace felt like... until her. - Their marriage was never a fairytale beginning. It was a deal. An agreement between two broken souls. - Nyraah wanted one thing- security for her daughter. - He wanted something he never expected to find... a calmness that only she could bring into his storm. - At first... they were strangers. Living under the same roof. Different worlds. Different rules. Different hearts. - But slowly... The way Nyraah protected Vyanika. The way she stood against his power. The way she saw a human behind the monster everyone feared. - A new destiny. A new battle. A new love story. ✨ Season 2 begins here. 🤍

There is a photograph. First birthday. The whole family around the long table - candles lit, cake centred, everyone leaning toward Isabella reaching for the flame, everyone laughing, everyone looking at the same thing. At the edge of the frame, barely in it, a small dark-haired girl in a white dress is looking at the candle. Not at her family. Not at her sister. Not at the camera. Just at the candle. Quiet. Still. Already, at one year old, watching the warmth from a slight distance. Nobody remembers who took the photograph. It was never framed. Never put in an album. Found years later in a box in the study, loose, slightly creased, as though it had simply been waiting. Her name is Serena Marchetti. The second twin. Born eleven minutes after her sister into a room already arranged around someone else - and she stayed that way, at the edge of things, for as long as the Marchettis of Milan would let her. This is not the story they would tell about her. This is hers.

Blurb:- This isn't just about how Lucifer became the man everyone feared. It's about the revenge he spent years sharpening against the woman who laughed when he begged, who left him standing in the rain while she chose someone richer, someone safer. Someone not him. It's about me the woman who loved him long before the empire, who watched him turn his heart into a weapon and his silence into a cage. Who stood beside him while he burned her world down, piece by piece, thinking maybe just maybe the fire would finally warm him enough to see me. And it's about the ending no one saw coming the day he stopped hunting her. And chose someone else. . . . . . TROPES . Revenge Romance Ex-Lovers, Unfinished Business Obsession and Betrayal Love Triangle Dark Fixation She Waited. He Moved On. First Love, Final War Multiple Pov

"Vi... Viaan, please don't do this.. don't leave me, please come back. It's our wedding day. Plea...please I'm begging you." "Do not ever call me again, Ira. It's over between us." The line went dead. That was all it took for him to left me at the Altar for her. *** ~ A REBIRTH STORY From childhood, Ira Veyansh was always compared to Niya Kapadia. Niya ~ the maid's daughter who could do everything better. Studies, sports, looks, manners, obedience, everything. Everyone loved Niya. Ira parents, her brothers, even the family celebrated her like she was one of their own. Birthdays, dinners, small achievements... the praise always went to Niya. "Ira, you should be more like Niya." "I wish Niya was my sister." "Take a lesson from Niya." Day by day, Ira felt invisible. Starved for love and attention, she did things she shouldn't have, hurt Niya, humiliated her, even darker. But nothing worked. Then came Viaan. Her childhood love. The one she thought would finally make her happy. But he chose Niya too. The pain and humiliation were too much for her to handle. That night, walking alone in the rain after being abandoned at her own wedding, Ira was hit by a truck. A brutal accident that ended her life. But life gave her a second chance. A rebirth. She remembered everything. Every insult. Every betrayal. Every heartbreak. And somewhere in that second life... there is this man. Reevan. A man she was never meant to cross paths with. Forbidden. Yet somehow... tied to her fate. Now, the question is, will she let fate repeat itself, or will she change her story?

On stck for free after chapter 12 (free for followers.) Till 15th July. "Vikram... please..." Naina cried softly as he dragged her down the grand staircase of the Rathore mansion. Her tears blurred her vision while her trembling hands tried to loosen his painful grip around her wrist. "I didn't steal anything..." But Vikram didn't stop. "Get out!" he said dangerously quiet, throwing her bag near her feet. Naina looked at him shattered completely. "Suniye... main kaha jaungi...?" she asked broken. Then Vikram looked at her with eyes colder than she had ever seen before. "Go back to your world, you cannot digest luxuries " He said.. Tropes: Secret Baby ✧ Rejected Pregnant Wife ✧ Morally Grey Hero ✧ Dominant Hero × innocent Heroine ✧ Angst Romance ✧ Groveling Hero ✧ Possessive MMC