Desiredlove Stories

Love me to fullest or leave me. it hurts more to be half loved

Rhea Oberoi has always lived a life wrapped in comfort and privilege, but when unforeseen circumstances push her to shift to Mumbai for her graduation, she makes a choice to live differently-away from the shadow of her family's wealth, craving a sense of normalcy and independence. In the same campus walks Neel Singhania, a master's student whose name is enough to silence a room. Known for his temper, arrogance, and the dark aura he carries, Neel is the kind of person even professors think twice before confronting. Beneath his cold exterior, however, lies a fractured heart and deep-seated family issues that no one dares to ask about. He lives in anger, convinced that trust and love are illusions. When Rhea and Neel's paths cross, it is nothing short of fire meeting ice. She sees the world with hope and wants to embrace it. He sees it with disdain and wants to push it away. But slowly, their worlds begin to intertwine. Through Rhea, Neel discovers that life can be more than pain and shadows-that it can, in fact, be beautiful, if only someone dares to stand beside him. You're Welcome, My Love is not just a love story-it's a journey of healing, transformation, and courage. It's about finding strength in vulnerability, and about how even the most guarded hearts can learn to trust again. ✨ To my readers: this story is deeply personal to me. It carries fragments of the love, struggles, and unspoken emotions many of us imagine but rarely put into words. I am stepping into this journey with honesty and hope, and all I ask from you is your trust and support as I unfold it. Together, let's create a story that feels as real as life itself. ✨

just trying to work with the concrete form of poetry.

begging for love

Farquaad x Gingy Forever BTW THIS IS A JOKE DON'T TAKE IT SERIOUSLY Gingy and Farquaad have found their desired love for each other, these one shots will tell different stories of their love.

They say some souls are carved from stardust, destined to brush against each other even in the vastness of time. She was poetry wrapped in sunshine-Arushi Sharma, the girl with temple bells in her heart and wildflowers in her smile. Her world was woven with whispered prayers, late-night dreams, and mornings that smelled like incense and hope. She moved like a melody-soft, unpredictable, and unforgettable. And then there was him-Adiraj Chauhan. Stoic. Sharp. Shadowed by his own silence. A man of rules, cloaked in power, walking hallways of echoing commands and untouched emotions. To the world, he was unreachable-a prince with a fortress for a heart. But fate doesn't ask for permission. It just happens. In a moment stitched by the universe, their worlds collided-not with fireworks, but with something deeper... a stillness. Like the eye of a storm. Like time holding its breath. She was the chaos he never allowed. He was the calm she never asked for. And somewhere, between temple chants and ticking clocks, something began. This isn't a love story. It's a cosmic pull. A tale of veils and vows, glances and silences... ...of a girl too soft for the world and a man too hardened by it. Their story begins not with a kiss, but a collision. Of eyes. Of fates. Of unspoken things.