Истории Desilovestory

( editing ) A fake wife, a real heartbreak, and a love that defies all odds. Dive into the emotional rollercoaster of Hamza and Anam's story. When Hamza's girlfriend leaves him to marry another guy, he must find a girl who will accompany him as his pretend wife for his ex's wedding. Heartbroken Hamza seeks the help of his sister-in-law's cousin, Anam, the aspiring journalist, to help him out as his fake wife. What they didn't know was where fate might lead them, and it led them to somewhere magical.

The 1st Tale from ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴇᴠᴇɴ ꜱᴘɪᴄᴇꜱ saga ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʙᴇᴀᴛꜱ & 𝐻𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎 ....... Banaras has two kinds of love stories - the loud ones... and the ones that linger. Shreenika Baruah came to the city for her Masters in Psychology & Criminology, not romance. She believes in patterns, not destiny. Vyaansh Upadhyay was born into legacy - schools, traditions, expectations. He believes in consistency, not chaos. They meet in ordinary places. A temple line. A wedding corridor. A debate about scholarships and culture. Somewhere in the lanes, a secret blog watches. "Some glances are accidental. Remembering them isn't." - Lady Laung 🌿 This isn't a loud love story. It's the kind that chooses - every day.

دردِ وفا - ایک ادھوری عبادت ایک نظر نے بیس سال کا انتظار لکھ دیا تھا... میڈیکل کالج کے املتاس بھرے گلیارے میں، وزٹنگ پروفیسر ڈاکٹر دانش صدیقی نے ہبہ رحمان کو پہلی بار دیکھا۔ اس کی معصوم آنکھوں میں سچ تھا، لیکن اسی لمحہ پتہ چلا کہ وہ کسی اور کی امانت بن چکی ہے۔ دانش بنا کچھ کہے امریکہ لوٹ گئے۔ بوسٹن کی سردی، ہارورڈ کی شہرت، اور سگریٹ کے دھوئیں میں لپٹی تنہا راتوں نے بیس سال گزار دیے۔ اور پھر ایک دن ڈاکٹر نے کہا، آخری اسٹیج لنگ کینسر ہے۔ کوئی آخری خواہش؟ دانش نے کہا، مجھے ایک بار اسے دیکھنا ہے۔ اپنی ساری جائیداد ہبہ کے نام کر کے وہ الہ آباد لوٹ آیا۔ کیا بیس سال کا انتظار ایک آخری دیدار سے مکمل ہو پائے گا؟

Isha Gupta, a 18 year old girl studying in Grade 12 of DHPS. Beautiful, Ambitious and a little feisty and hot-tempered. Her firm resolve to not fall in love began to shatter little by little from the time she met HIM...the new transfer student, Avinash Rajvansh Avinash Rajvansh, the only heir of the JPK group and a prince by descent. Handsome, Calm, Collected and almost good at everything he does....he is the center of attraction wherever he goes, revered by both boys and girls alike, but has never spared anyone a glance, until he meet that mysterious nameless girl for the first time. Realizing that he had never wanted anything as bad as her, he's ready to cross all limits to get her. So what will happen?? Will Isha actually fall in love with him? Or will Avinash get a nasty disappointment?? *********************************************************************************************** Jump into the story to know more!! ***********************************************************************************************

Two overthinkers. An eldest daughter who wears responsibilities like a second skin. A youngest son who was forced to grow up much earlier than he should have. Both wonder if what they feel for each other is more than friendship- yet both are terrified of giving that feeling a name. One assumes the other already belongs to someone else. The other believes: "Maybe I'm just not enough." Years pass. Conversations fade. Life moves on. But what happens when two people who were never able to understand their own hearts meet again? Will they finally name the feeling they spent years running from? Or will overthinking steal their chance once again? Let's dive into a story where longing turns sweet.

Some people enter our lives by chance... and somehow become the reason everything changes. Ahana never believed in stories written by fate. At twenty-two, her life was simple-college, friends, dreams, and a future she thought she had already figured out. Until one ordinary day, she met him. A stranger at first. A presence she couldn't ignore. And eventually, a chapter she never planned to write. What happens when two completely different worlds collide? Maybe some stories aren't meant to be planned. Maybe they're simply meant to be lived. 🖤 A story of unexpected meetings, unspoken feelings, and a love that was never supposed to happen.

The aunties sitting outside in the evening, watching everything happening in the street like CCTV. Cows/buffaloes, charpaiyan outside houses, evening tea, children running through the gali, tractors passing by. And those quiet evenings when the whole pind slowly settles down. And THEN you introduce the boy and girl. Jassa Singh → galiyan vich mundli naal ghoomda rehnda energy. seerat kaur →always the sensible one and sometimes sharp tongue when someone annoys herr. 💗we are backkk with little punjabi drama again. give it a tryy but first ready my book "noor" if you didn't! 🙆🏼‍♀️ you will not regret it! give it a tryyyy.

Named after a dead girl, born in the aftermath of a funeral, raised as a consolation prize, given to a Don who's in love with a corpse, TamilRoja has only ever been a ghost. Aaranya, the Don of the Indian Mafia, had to bury his love at sixteen, and when his eyes catch onto TamilRoja, who wears the face of his dead lover, he decides to make her his. TamilRoja's father - subordinate to the Indian Mafia's southern operations - offers his youngest daughter to the Don, without hesitation. After all, the South has always paid its dues. To top this, political tensions rise in the mafia world, real danger looms close, TamilRoja discovers a secret about her missing brother, everyone is exactly what they said they weren't, and Agasthya, Aaranya's younger brother and underboss, seems to have his eyes set on a girl he can't have and won't forget. ******************************* "For better or for worse," he says like a curse, "You are mine and I am yours." I laugh slightly, "I am yours but are you mine?" "TamilRoja." He says, his voice coated in something I don't understand. He steps so close, so undeniably close, that if I were to even move the slightest bit our lips would touch. He leans in and almost like testing the waters he kisses the corner of my mouth. "I hate you." I whisper even as flowers bloom in my every cell. The words fall out flat and useless almost like I mean the opposite. "Yeah?" he says, "Say it again." "I hate-" He steals the word you from me. And suddenly he's kissing me. His hand is on my waist, my hands are in his hair and somewhere in between my heart falls out of my chest and into his hands. I love him. ************************************** TROPES: Mafia Romance She fell first x He fell harder Eldest son x Youngest daughter Political Intrigue Yearning Grief And above all, True Love bleeding like a rose. #3 in mafia love [15.08.2026] #8 in tragic romance [11.08.2026] #6 in desilovestory [28.08.2026] #14 in tragic love story [11.08.2026]

A book of intense love, loyalty, pain, healing, and finding your way back to the person who still feels like home. 1. Truth Slipping Out -✔️ 2. Ishq Di Rehersal -✔️ 3. The Wrong Girl -✔️ 4. Until You Wake Up -✔️ 5. His Innocence Her Faith -✔️ 6. Obsessed With Your Open Hairs -✔️ 7. Against My Self Respect -✔️ 8. Broken Apart but Bound Forever - Drafted 9. Love Heals Everything -✔️ 10. Enemies By Day,Married By Night -✔️ 11. The Wrong Number -✔️ 12. The Match After Match -✔️ 13. A Fake Moustache And A Real Apology -✔️ 14. The Locket With Memories -✔️ 15. A Decade Of Us -✔️ 16. Operation Manofy Nawab Brar -✔️ 17. The Jealous Brar -✔️ 18. Sherni Ki Dhadkan, Sher Ka Comeback -✔️ 19. The Red Saree -✔️ 20. The Cake Peace Offering -✔️ 21. The Pendant -✔️ 22. The Stolen Hoodie -✔️ 23. The List -✔️ 24. The Day He Never Forgot -✔️ 25. The Library War -✔️ 26. The CEO and His Personal Assistant -✔️ 27. Mrs. Heer Nawab Brar -✔️ 28. The Voice Note -✔️ 29. Nawab's Secret Crush -✔️ 30. The Crush of Heer Sandhu -✔️ 31. The Accidental Kiss -✔️ 32. Fake dating -✔️ 33. Her Safe Place -✔️ 34. Emotional Blackmail 101 -✔️ 35. Protective Brar -✔️ 36. Two Steps Away-✔️ 37. First Meet -✔️ 38. The 2 A.M. Rule -✔️ 39. Holding Hands -✔️ 40. The delay in Match-✔️ 41. A love kept Hidden-✔️ 42. That's My Boyfriend-✔️ 43. Jealousy Heer-✔️ 44. Jealous? Me? -✔️

She was 18, first year, face chupake photos dalne wali. He was 22, PhD, deadlines aur cold coffee me rehne wala. Ek Snapchat request. Ek 1:47 AM wala "gf banogi?" Aur library ke piche wali bench se shuru hui ek love story jisme sirf shadows thi, faces nahi. Lekin pyaar ke beech aa gaya busy schedule, seen-zone, aur ek bina goodbye wala breakup. 6 months baad jab woh wapas aaya, kya ek incomplete story complete ho sakti hai? Kya same bench, same coffee, same city wala second chance milega? *SHADOWS OF US* - A slow-burn, aesthetic, college love story about first love, ghosting, and growing up. 🌙☕ PhD boy x First year girl | Slow Burn | Second Chance | Long Distance | Same City | Healing

His Royal Obsession. He's a powerful politician. She's a billionaire's daughter. And now... she's his wife. Rajveer Rathore is used to getting everything he wants. Fame, power, respect-and now Aarvi Bansal. He doesn't ask. He takes. Even if it means marrying her without her yes. Aarvi is strong, smart, and raised like a queen. Her dad runs one of the top architecture firms in the country. She hates lies. She hates politics. And most of all-she hates him. But love doesn't always begin with roses. Sometimes, it begins with war. 💥 Tropes you'll love: ✓ Forced marriage ✓ Hate to love ✓ Possessive alpha male ✓ Obsession × resistance ✓ Rich girl × powerful man ✓ Enemies under one roof ✓ Desi dark & spicy romance ✓ age gap --- Rajveer:"You're mine now, Aarvi. No escape. No choice." Aarvi:"I'd rather burn than belong to a man like you." This is not a fairytale. It's a storm full of love, hate, passion... and obsession.

A very short one-shot collection

Here you go, 😄: They say, it is not always necessary that love comes first and then Nikkah. Sometimes Nikkah happens first and love happens on its own after that. Sometimes destiny chooses for us what we never even imagined for ourselves. And often, what destiny chooses is better than what we choose. This is the story of Haram... whom destiny brought out from the darkness and took to the stars.✨

TROPES Celebrity × Normal Girl Cricketer Husband × Chaotic Wife Sunshine Wife × Possessive Husband Protective Punjabi Family Public Figure × Private Love She Falls First? No. He Fell Harder. Famous Boy Obsessed With One Girl Comfort Love Couple That Fights Like Kids But Loves Deeply Cricket Stadium Wife Era Playful Flirting 24/7

"Welcome to my fantasy world... "This story is my new creation, a journey of friendship, revenge, and love. It's the life story of Ojasav and Manmeet, Two souls destined to collide, Which begins with small banters blossoms into love. But what twist of fate turns this love into a revengeful obsession? A obsession so strong, it consumes their hearts, minds, and souls... Dive into their world of passion, betrayal, and redemption... Will love prevail or revenge destroy everything? **Start reading to uncover the truth...**"

A misunderstanding tore them apart... A contract binds them again. Alia built her life from nothing - strong, independent, and untouchable. To her, love was nothing but a weakness... until he came back. Saad. The man she once loved... and now, the man she hates the most. A contract. A forced marriage. And a love buried under layers of hatred. "You think I hate you?" "I know you do." "You're wrong..." But while their story burns in silence, another begins in chaos- where a carefree heart meets a girl who refuses to be broken. Zeeshan and Huma. A story far from perfect... yet impossible to ignore. When the truth finally unfolds... will it break the contract- or their hearts?

Roll No.23 and Roll No.24 seatmates from nursery to 12th. Lakshay is a backbencher. Not good at studies,quite,talk less but the sweetest soul in class .If anyone needs a pen , help an extra page everyone comes to him. Lakshat is a bright student. Every teacher's favourite, friends with everyone in class. Everyone except lakshay . For lakshat, lakshay is just a topic to make fun of ."what will you even do in life ,23?" For lakshay, lakshat is just his dear enemy. 12 years of hating each other, sharing the same bench ,but in 12th standard, when you are forced to sit with your enemy every day, Does hatred stay hatred?

[Previously titled "Left at the Mandap", now "The Seventh Vow"] Kashvi Mehra has always believed in love-the soft, hopeful, sunshine-filled kind she sketches into her designs, the kind she dreams about in her quietest moments. And for years, she thought her future was certain: she was to marry, her high-school classmate-turned-boyfriend, charming, successful, and ready to commit... or so she thought. But life has a way of shattering plans. On the eve of her wedding, a shocking betrayal turns everything upside down. A single video, a moment of recklessness, and Kashvi's world crumbles as she faces heartbreak in the most public way imaginable. Standing at the altar, unsure of what the future holds, whispers fill the roomwho will marry her now? Will anyone? And then, quietly, someone from her past appears-someone who has always cared for her, someone whose love has been steady, patient, and unspoken. But can she trust him? Can she let go of the pain and allow her heart to believe in love again? A story about choices, heartbreak, unexpected hope, and the quiet presence that might just change everything-if only she's ready to see it. ───────────⋆⋅☆⋅⋆────────────

Intiha [in.tay.haa] extreme, utmost point or limit "I have laid everything that I am, and all that I have, at your feet, Zohra," he said. "Now my fate is yours to decide. Do to me whatever you wish. I am in your hands." - Zohra Awan x Zoraiz Agha - She was his queen, he was her king She wore him like a crown He surrendered all he had, to her seeing She showed him how in love, to drown And he lay his entire essence to her being What an example of love they were, The world didn't know where she ended and he began