Architects Stories

🌊 "If loving a person is a sin, then loving you is a guilt worth carrying. Without you, something fades" ---------- 🌊 ---------- CHARMAINE, born into wealth, adored by her parents, and cherished by her grandparents. She has everything: attention, status, friends, and a life everyone assumes is perfect. But behind the polished image, she's carrying a dangerous truth... She is falling for someone she was never meant to love. A love her heart chooses, but her world forbids. Mark, the boy from a powerful and well-known family, once a part of her life and now crossing her path again after years apart. And despite the history, the distance, and the expectations placed on them, their hearts find their way back-loving each other against all odds, against every rule, against everything their families stand for. Two hearts committing the greatest sin of all... choosing love where love should not exist. What happens when they let their hearts win? Will it be blood over love, or will they fight for the one thing that feels right? In the end, this is a story of choosing who matters of "Loving Someone Special" ---------- 🌊 ---------- This is the fifth story in this series hope you all still supporting me at this one. Thank you everyone. Status: Soon Date Started: Date Ended: Book Cover by: @allydo_arts on twt

"He builds walls. She's the only one who knows how to break them." To Ekansh, architecture is about control. To Shivanshi it's about truth. When the stoic, overprotective senior meets the reserved, observant fresher, the foundation of his carefully ordered world begins to crack. Set against the monsoon-soaked bricks of Ahmedabad, this is a story of tradition, ambition, and the silent spaces between words. Give this story a chance. Tropes✨: Senior × Junior (college) Architecture students Enemy's to lover Slow burn Protective sibling bond Quiet, emotionally reserved male lead Honest, female lead Slow character growth College life realism (studios, deadlines, pressure) Past trauma shaping present choices

​HE CARVED A CAGE OF SILVER AND CALLED IT LOVE. I TURNED MY WRECKAGE INTO A SUPERNOVA. ​"You are the ruby in my flame," he whispered. "Unconsumed only because I allow the fire to breathe." ​For eons, I was the Architect's masterpiece-a "Black Rose" pinned to a chessboard of stars, kept safe within a cage of silver threads and rigid logic. He claims he saved me from the void, but I am beginning to realize that a sanctuary is just a tomb with a poet's name. ​As the silver threads of his control begin to snap, I feel the ancient power of my sisters-the stars of the Pleiades-screaming in my blood. I am no longer a specimen to be measured. I am a force of nature. ​The Architect's kingdom is running out of ink. The orbit is breaking. And in the heart of the collapse, a New Chaos waits-not to cage me, but to watch me burn the universe to the ground.

The loss of one's only love causes immense pain. Rossana Megan is a 28year-old woman,haunted by worries and pain from the past.She runs a wellregarded architecture firm. Victor Webber is her 29year-old exhusband.A well-known,highranking architect. After six years od no contact with Victor, Rossana's businesses suddenly merge through a joint project. But as they say, old love never rusts... Even if it was a long, tiring break.

Seven years ago, he disappeared without a word. No goodbye. No explanation. She didn't wait. She learned to live without him. But fate had other plans. One accident. One encounter. And everything she buried comes crashing back. Now they stand face to face- with unanswered questions, unspoken feelings, and a past that refuses to stay buried.

Copyright ©️ 2024 . All rights reserved. Fire blazed in her eyes . Her jaw was clenched and her face was contorted with rage as she stared at him. The mere look at him made her this angry , talkless of spending three whole hours with him in the same room. Loathe. Hatred. Abhorrence. Despise .execrate.detest....are the words that describe what she feels towards him. But the feeling is equally mutual. He hates her as much . He hates the way she defeats him in everything he does , he hates the way she calls his name , he hates the way she does everything perfectly without any mistakes , he hates the way snatched his position in the school but most importantly, he hates her guts ! Facing each other from opposite chairs, a table separating them, their eyes engaged in a fierce stare-down. Within moments, they simultaneously stood up, their patience exhausted. "That's it , I'm done here , this is impossible " she declared, packing her belongings. " definitely not !" he concurred, his rare agreement to what she said laced with frustration. He gave the table a dismissive kick, stepped around her, and sauntered off with a carefree swagger. *** Fauziyya kabeer shettima _the only daughter of the vice-president of nigeria __has got everything life has to offer , Be it money , brains, education, talent , loving family , looks and what not ? Her life was void of any trouble until she changed school and met him. Muhseen ahmad dantata. The arrogant snobby , rude , narcissistic and egoistic son of the richest man in Africa. Coming from a billionaire family with busy parents made him what he was. Muhseen was used to ruling conrad international school. He was used to having Eighty percent of students wrapped round his finger until she arrived and became a rebel to his leadership. In their world of enmity , fate decided to play with them by bringing them closer through every possible means. Would their hatred permutate to love ? Written by mairarajh .

They say I got everything because of my name. Fame, fortune... respect. But none of it prepared me for him. He doesn't belong to my world. He doesn't chase the spotlight. And somehow, he makes me feel things I've spent my whole life hiding. Some love destroys you. Some love saves you. He does both.

​"A masterpiece can't be built on a broken foundation." ​Four years ago, Lyra Vance and Kai Sterling were the golden duo of their Swiss architecture program-until a cold, calculated betrayal shattered Lyra's trust and sent them spiraling into a bitter rivalry. They walked away from university as enemies, determined to never cross paths again. ​But the architecture world is smaller than it looks. ​Now, they are forced back together in a high-stakes partnership to design a luxury resort on the sun-drenched, brutal cliffs of Athens. Kai is the arrogant Lead Architect who thinks he can ignore the past. Lyra is the brilliant designer who refuses to be his "supplemental" partner ever again. ​Between the interference of a vengeful ex, a construction site on the verge of collapse, and a heatwave that's blurring the lines between professional and personal, they are faced with a structural choice: ​Do they tear it all down, or do they finally build the life they were promised in the snows of Switzerland?​"They were university sweethearts in Switzerland until he broke her heart. Now, they're rivals in Athens, and the only thing more fragile than the building is their trust."

Apat na magpipinsan tinuhog ang apat din na magbebest friend.

~Advik 💔 Shivanya~ They say time heals all wounds. But for Shivanya Ranawat, time has only sharpened her hatred. A fierce news writer with a mission, she has spent years chasing one goal-destroying Advik Singhania, the man she blames for her family's tragic end. Advik Singhania is a name feared and respected, a man who built his empire from the ruins of his past. Cold, ruthless, untouchable. But when a familiar fire burns in Shivanya's eyes, he is drawn to her in ways he cannot understand. His pain & her presence-it all reminds him of someone he lost, years ago. Secrets buried in the past begin to unravel, and with each confrontation, their war turns dangerously intimate. The line between hatred and obsession, revenge and love, starts to blur. But Shivanya cannot forget the truth-he is the man she swore to destroy. And falling for him would be the ultimate betrayal. ___________________________________________ "Tell me who are you, Shivanya? Answer me..damn it.. Why do you remind me of someone so close to my heart?" his voice made me flinch at my feet, but I could not show him. I cannot show him my fears, my pain, my sufferings....and definitely...my identity. "I don't know what you are talking about...." "Are you sure?" he smirked, before flipping my parents' photograph in front of me. And there I stood, hopelessly, helplessly, falling into his trap. "Tum Shivanya nahi...tum...meri Shivika ho..." he said, before I gazed at him, my eyes welled up in tears. I can't. I can't let him know who I'm...either I won't be able to give justice to my parents. My dead parents. My dead sister. My dead old identity. He is nothing more than my enemy, he killed my family and falling for him would be my sin. 🚫"Because you are NOT allowed to fall in love with your enemy."🚫 This war is no longer just about revenge. It's about a love that should have died years ago, but refuses to be buried. Read "SHIVANYA: His lost love" to witness the biggest clash of love ever.

Архитектурата има правила, но сърцето - никога. Тя е млада жена, свикнала да изгражда планове и да следва чертежи, но животът ѝ се оказва по-сложен проект от всяка сграда. В живота ѝ влиза човек, който променя всичко... или може би не е единственият. Между амбиции, тайни и чувства, които отказват да се подчинят, тя ще трябва да избере коя конструкция заслужава да устои - тази на разума или тази на сърцето.

A guarded architect. A legacy-bound businessman. And a connection neither saw coming. Shadows is a slow-burn romance where power, pain, and passion collide-and where love isn't soft, it's earned.

Backed by horrible life experiences, Aisha Ahmad Makama has reasons to believe men only complicate things. Consequently, she dedicates her life to painting, wearing floor-length jilbabs and cultivating a hard-earned reputation for not receiving second glances from men. That is, until a single greeting on a Wednesday afternoon shatters her carefully-crafted life. Aisha is forced to confront the unsettling presence of Abdullah Umar Kallamu, a man who carelessly breaks her reputation by daring to dart a second glance in her direction, making a promise to never see her again. It isn't hard to hate Aisha at first sight- she is insane, messy, uncouth, not his type, and unlike all the women Abdullah Umar Kallamu had ever met. Abdullah is also not a challenge to dismiss. He is egotistical, the kind of man who easily receives attention from dumb women- the kind Aisha Ahmad Makama has never been a part of. Both Abdullah Umar Kallamu and Aisha Ahmad Makama are prepared to be sworn enemies. But life upends expectation. They find themselves falling in love. Ironically, for the very same reasons they initially hated each other.

Following the death of his son, a great architect journeys through the desert with his family to start a new life in another country, using his brilliance to build their future.

Every day at exactly 3:30 p.m., Misty Hollis's newly adopted cat sits at the door and meows. Misty is a telehealth psychologist who prefers structure over surprises and solitude over small talk. After the world shut down, she built a life that feels safe. Predictable. Contained. No risks. No comparisons. No one looking too closely. But Eliot keeps slipping out. And eventually, Misty follows. He leads her to a quiet street. To an overgrown garden. To a sharp-eyed grandmother who seems to know more than she should. And to Alastair Ward. Protective. Guarded. Devoted to the woman who raised him. A man who has already lost too much and refuses to lose anything else. Including control. Misty was never meant to become part of their world. She's just following a cat. Just passing through. But 3:30 keeps coming. What begins as curiosity becomes routine. Forced proximity turns into lingering conversations. Suspicion softens into slow-burn tension. And the more Alastair sees her, the harder it is for Misty to retreat into the quiet life she built to protect herself. Because falling for someone means being seen. And Misty has spent her whole life trying not to be compared. When old insecurities whisper that she doesn't belong in his world, she does what she has always done. She steps back before anyone else can. But Eliot still waits at the door at 3:30. The question is whether Misty will keep following him when it leads somewhere she cannot schedule, control, or quietly escape. ============ #ONC2026 Prompt 5 =========== AI-assisted: The blurb for this story was developed with AI tools. The story itself is entirely written by the author. =========== © 2026 Deborah Valtierra. All rights reserved. Following Eliot is published exclusively on Wattpad. If you see it anywhere else, it has been shared without permission.

For years, she had only one plan focus on her dreams and build a successful career as an architect. Love was never part of her blueprint, especially not with him. When she's assigned to work on a project rumored to be haunted, her fear of ghosts becomes a problem. Unexpectedly, the very man she keeps pushing away offers to stay by her side and protect her. Habang lumalalim ang gabi at lumalakas ang misteryo sa lumang bahay, mas lalo ring nagiging magulo ang damdamin ni Nyx. Sa pagitan ng takot, asaran, at mga lihim na unti-unting lumalabas... Mauuto ba siya ng lalaking matagal na niyang tinataboy, o matatakot siyang mahalin ito?

This is a story about an architecture student and a passionate artist, who doesn't believe in love that much, and a disciplined accountancy student who stays out of drama. Thrown together by campus projects and chance encounters, their worlds collide in unexpected ways. They might just discover that some things, like love, can't be calculated.

It involves around the lives of Vijay and Kaveri. IT'S NOT AN AGREEMENT MARRIAGE kind of story. Kindly please don't mistake the word 'PACT' Phase 1 - The Roommates Phase 2 - The Marriage Pact Phase 3 - life after marriage It's a Vika's fanfiction. Give your support for this story.

"Life After Him" After the sudden loss of her husband David, Sarah's world crumbles into silence and shadows. Once a passionate interior designer, she now struggles to find meaning in a life that feels permanently frozen. But when a mysterious renovation project in a forgotten Normandy manor brings her face-to-face with Jean-Baptiste-an architect from David's past-Sarah is forced to confront the pain she buried and the emotions she thought she'd never feel again. As memories resurface and new feelings begin to stir, Sarah must decide if she can rebuild not just the manor, but herself-and whether it's possible to love again without betraying the past. A poignant and hopeful story about grief, healing, and the quiet beauty of second chances.

"Sittin' on the shore, now I'm ready for the whole sea." Maya Amira is an expert at standing still. At twenty-seven, she has mastered the art of "treading water" in Kuala Lumpur-a city that demands you either swim fast or drown quietly. She's a freelance curator with a talent for making other people's mess look like art, while her own life feels like a stagnant pool. Then comes Aris Ismael. An architect who builds walls for a living but can't seem to tear down his own. He's the personification of a high wave-unpredictable, overwhelming, and impossible to ignore. When a high-stakes project in Bangsar forces them into the same orbit, Maya is forced to realize that "sitting on the shore" was never a safety net; it was just a slow way to disappear. In a world of corporate sharks, family expectations that feel like anchors, and a past that keeps pulling them under, can they learn to breathe underwater? Or will the high waves finally break them? "Everyone wants the view of the ocean, but nobody wants to admit they're terrified of the deep blue."