Brokenfl Stories

ℬℴℴ𝓀 𝒻ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝒾𝓃 'ℬ𝓇ℴ𝓀ℯ𝓃' 𝓈ℯ𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈 Yuvika Roy, the one who was blamed and sent was sent away. She was a silent but mischievous girl, after she was sent away, she faced bullying, molesting, but she's still strong. She's a secret assassin works with her bff, Myra Singhania. Her secret keeper and her sister. She loves her nanu a lot and her cousin brothets, in the boarding school, after the abusing she faced, she stopped hoping that her brothers will come. She has to return to her house which is no longer a home for her, as she graduates her nanu keeps a condition for her father. And in order to fulfill that he has to bring the girl back, who's no longer silent, she learned things, she's the mischief, the teaser. Laughing at her pain became her coping mechanism. Blamed for something she's never done, she's cold. She's the 18 year old girl who is coming back to the house she left when she was 8. This time chaos is double, drama is triple. Luck is never on her side. She still manages to make it out alive. And her bodyguard, he's not just a saviour, he's her favorite forbidden secret. Dive into the story lovelies 💋🖤

A girl with a hidden identity. A man feared by everyone. One carries the pain of betrayal, the other rules without mercy. When fate brings them together, secrets, love, and truths are bound to collide. At the age of 17, Aarvika Singh had everything-a loving family, five overprotective brothers, caring parents, and a life full of laughter. She was the youngest, the most pampered, and the heartbeat of the Singh family. But on the night of her birthday, everything changed. On the other side stands Aaryavik Rathore, the 31-year-old business tycoon feared by the corporate world. Cold, ruthless, and impossible to read, he has no idea that the quiet girl he keeps crossing paths with is hiding an empire bigger than anyone could imagine. What happens when the girl everyone left behind crosses paths with the man everyone fears? Will buried truths bring broken hearts back together... Or will some betrayals remain unforgivable? Welcome to my first Wattpad story! I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it. Your votes, comments, and support mean a lot to me. 🤍 Pictures used in this story are taken from Pinterest. Credits belong to their respective owners. I do not claim ownership of any images. 😇😇

"In my dark world, you are the only thing I'm afraid to lose." 🔥🥀 #1- him 14.4k stories #1-college life 4.04k storie 03/05/2026 #1-Dominate in 1.9k stories 06/06/2026 #1-secret admirer 3.55k stories 05/07/2026 #1-richboypoorgirl..1.37k stories 07/07/2026 #1-innocentgirl..1.09k stories 14 aug 2026 **JAISE KOI KINAARA DETA HO SAHAARA MUJHE WO MILA KISI MOD PAR**❤️ kritgya singh rathod he is billionaire , bussinessman , mafia for bad people ,most powerful man everyone scared of him Tall, broad shoulders, sharp jawline, dark eyes that look intimidating, tattoos/scars that hint at his violent past, always in expensive suits. Aanya panday Age -19 Appearance: Delicate frame, big expressive eyes (innocent but hiding quiet strength), long hair fair glowing skin that makes her look fragile in dark world. Personality: Innocent, naïve at first, trusts easily - but deep down she has a hidden resilience. She may start off broken, but as story progress es she learns to fight, speak up, and even challenge the. English is not my first language so if any grammatical mistakes accur....then don't mind bro💝

She was ordinary.. He was destruction.. Sold to a billionaire mafia king, she learns that love can feel like fear and protection can feel like prison. His anger scars her. Her silence destroys him. He fell first. He fell harder. And to love her... he had to unlearn everything he was. A dark romance of obsession, pain, healing, and a love that learns to let go.

They said I died that night. The newspapers printed my name. My husband signed the papers. But the truth is- I was always dead. Dead the day he married me without love. Dead the day he chose another woman's words over my silence. Dead the day he watched me disappear and felt nothing. He moved on. I survived. Years later, I return with a new name, a stronger spine, and two reasons to never look back. I don't want his love. I don't want his regret. And forgiveness was never an option. This is not a love story. It's the story of a woman who died. "This is going to hurt... but you're going to read it anyway."

Guarding My Heart 💞 Becauce isn't my heart, is you, love ? Guarding My Heart 💕 From falling in love with you! Aadhya Ravichandiran, the famous playback singer had gotten a serious death threat from her hater. So her father Ravichandiran had appointed a bodyguard to protect her. It's none other than our hero Vetrimaran Kumaravel, the ACP of Trichy. He got suspended for six months due to an incident so Ravichandiran had asked for his help. Due to the request from his father's best friend himself, Vetri is unable to decline it. Thus he was appointed as a bodyguard to Aadhya for the time being. Vetrimaran's father Kumaravel and Aadhya's father Ravichandiran were childhood best friends which made Vetrimaran and Aadhya to become childhood frenemies. They aren't quite friends or enemies as they get together all the time but also can be seen to be at each other's throat most of the time. But due to their life's twist, their destiny had gotten entangled now. Eventhough their profession is quiet different, they still managed to get entangled professionally once again. One is too keen on Guarding his heart (her) as a professional bodyguard. While the another one is too keen on Guarding her heart from falling in. Thus both are Guarding My (Their) Heart !! Tropes ๑ Bodyguard vs Celebrity ๑ Childhood Friends ๑ Childhood Sweethearts ๑ Frenemies ๑ One-Side Love ๑ Unrequited Love ๑ Enemies to Lovers ๑ Forbidden Love ๑ He fell first but She fell harder ๑ Broken FL ๑ Depressed ML ~Lina

The night was dark, and silence enveloped everything. Jiya trembled in front of the mysterious shadow begging him to let her go. The man was touching her as if she was some THING being experimented upon. Every part of Jiya's soul was screaming, but the man did not stop.As the mask fell from his face...Jiya's face turned white and pale. "Please leave me bhaiya!I trusted you? Why are you doing this with me? What have I done to deserve this?" Jiya asked, screaming in pain, but he didn't listen. "You bitch!Dont call me bhaiya!I LOVE YOU!!!CANT YOU SEE MY LOVE FOR YOU" Every moment she tried escaping from his control, she was pulled by her hair as if she was NOTHING in front of him. She couldn't win, but she wasn't ready to give up. As she stabbed him with a pocket knife...she ran..for her life and shouted "I trusted you...you were like a brother figure to me...You disgusting piece of shit." Jiya kept running while he chased her like a hungry beast but she soon left him behind and found shelter in a park nearby.That night she cried her heart out. Then she made a vow to herself, a promise she would never forget. "I will never trust a man..never...all I get is betrayal and pain...How can I? When my own father doesn't respect a woman? When my own father killed.." But she didn't know that, in her world, he would come and paint a new color. But would she ever be able to trust him? Would he draw stars around her scars? #Second chance in love #Trauma #Healing love #Fake marriage #Reverse Grumpy x Sunshine #Broken FL #Opposites attract

"He didn't break her all at once-he did it slowly, gently... until she forgot what it felt like to be whole." Anaya thought marriage would be quiet. Not perfect. Not passionate. Just... safe. Instead, she found herself trapped in a life where silence spoke louder than cruelty-and kindness came with conditions she didn't understand until it was too late. Arjun Malhotra was never loud with his power. He didn't need to be. A look. A word. A pause too long-and the world around her shifted just enough to remind her who she belonged to. To everyone else, he was controlled. Respected. Untouchable. To her... he was the reason she learned how to smile through pain. The kind of man who never raised his voice- but still managed to leave bruises no one could see. And the worst part? She stayed. Not because she was weak. Not because she didn't know. But because somewhere between devotion and destruction... she fell in love with the man who was quietly unmaking her. This isn't a love story about healing. This is a story about what happens when love becomes possession... and devotion turns into something that burns.