Desiwriter Stories

About six people struggling to find love of their life , to deal with their turmoils , fighting with nafs and keeping the pace steadfast in the path of Allah . About friends who need to trust, care and respect for each other. About passionate , painful and paranoid journey of lost souls and dreams. It's a story about Ma'arij,Durre Shehwar and Khadijah. It's a story about Dr.Saaleh, Mehmood and Hunain. Started: July 2018

Shanaya Rathore was a secret her family never knew existed. Hidden away in a hostel by a father who never wanted a daughter, she grew up believing she was unwanted. Until one phone call changed everything. Four brothers, each powerful in their own world, suddenly discover the sister they were told had died at birth. Fiercely protective and impossibly possessive, they'll stop at nothing to keep her safe... even if it means guarding her from their own best friend. But when secrets from the past start resurfacing and slow-burn feelings begin to bloom, Shanaya's life becomes far more complicated than she ever imagined.

SHE is eklauti beti in her khandan....and He is ghar ka chota beta.... They were best friends since she took admission in the school the same as his.... Everything was good until.... SHE got her first heartbreak because of him... Later after years they crossed their paths again ....And ..... To know what really happened in the past .... And How they met again .....and How Destiny played it's role in their life ... Read this first book of mine " Destined With Chaotic Love " . . . This story fully belongs to me as it is partially based on the author's life.. Thanks for choosing this book... Happy reading

"He loved her not to be loved back, but to remind her what love was meant to be." °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Aradhya Khanna stopped believing in forever the day her mother walked away. She grew up watching her father hide heartbreak behind gentle smiles, and somewhere along the way, love turned into something she didn't trust anymore. Now a successful interior designer with walls higher than her dreams, she lives her life by one rule-never expect too much from anyone. So when her father asks her to marry Rudransh Malhotra, his best friend's son and her childhood protector, she agrees... not for love, but for him. Rudransh has loved her quietly for years-through her anger, her silence, and the distance she built between them, she's always been the reason behind his patience, and now... his pain. In a marriage that begins out of duty, will love find its way through the cracks of old wounds? Or will Aradhya's fear of losing love again destroy the one person who always chose her-selflessly? Because sometimes, the most selfless love is the one that waits... and heals.

Five brothers. A grieving father. A vacant throne. For nine years, the Rathore dynasty has been a house of shadows, searching for the girl who vanished in smoke and fire. They don't know she's only blocks away. They don't know she's being treated like a gutter rat in the home of their enemies. And they don't know that the only thing standing between her and a living hell is a boy who was never supposed to be a hero. Vidyut Verma has one job: Protect the girl who calls him Dada. Even if it means defying his parents. Even if it means blood on the marble floors. The twin-bond is screaming. The Rathores are coming. And the Verma house is about to burn. "Vardhika she grew into a soft-spoken, shy girl. She was separated by her real family rathore in an accident She cried, rarely demanded anything... just watched other kids get adopted. She didn't know that she had her real family Will her family find her let's drive into my story to see 🙈 👇

Some love stories are not written to be shown, they are written to be felt. Mehram-e-Ishq is a tale of unspoken emotions, shattered trust, and a love that bleeds silence. When hearts love deeply, they don't break loudly- they ache quietly. This story was born on fleeting screens, but it continues where love is meant to stay- on pages that remember. If you believe love is not always gentle, if you believe pain can be poetic- welcome to Mehram-e-Ishq. ....➥ Couple Aesthetic ~1 Salambek Aziz • King of Merciless Haram Ghazi • A Civil Lawyer ✧ #SaRam ~2 Marwaan Saifi • Luxury Real Estate Ruba Shah • Luxury Interior Designer ✧ #RuWaan ~3 Rimsha Aziz • University Chairwoman Zaki Khan • Underground Hacker ✧ #ZakiSha ~4 Faris Quraishi • NGO Head Safiya Saifi • University Professor ✧ #FarIya . . . Previously known on Instagram, now continuing exclusively on Wattpad. ➥ For Phase 1 & 2 Check out on Instagram - @_.velvet.ink ➥ For phase 3 previous parts check out on Instagram - @void.scripts._

[THIS STORY WILL START HAVING UPDATES FROM 2 APRIL 2026 ONWARDS] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- what happens when the lively girl, carrying scars behind her smile, and the quiet boy, whose silence falls heavy, start noticing each other as destiny unknowingly brings them together? VAASIKA GOYAL: THE PERSISTENT ONE AARIN MALHOTRA: THE DRIVEN ONE ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tropes; Highschool romance Strangers to Friends to Lovers He fell first and both fell harder Friends bonding Mentions of past trauma Unconventional dynamics between male and female lead Chubby female lead x Skinny/Lean male lead Hurt/Comfort Slow Burn ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- hiii this is my first book, so i hope you forgive if i make any mistakes! if you enjoy my book then please vote and comment!!

Arhaan Singh Rathore was known as the safer twin. Polite where Rihaan was ruthless. Soft-spoken where Rihaan was feared. A gentleman by every visible measure. People trusted him. What they never realized was that Arhaan didn't hunt loudly. He waited. Observed. And when the moment was right-he never missed. A patient wolf. Shree had never needed saving. A cyber genius who lived behind firewalls and encrypted lives, she was a tomboy with sharp instincts and sharper comebacks. Protected fiercely by a watchful father and a brother who treated danger like a personal enemy, Shree grew up believing one thing with absolute certainty- No one could reach her without permission. She was wrong. Because the flowers arrived after the wedding. Her cousin's wedding. To Arhaan's cousin. That was the cruelest part. The flowers appeared in the house they all now shared, slipped past security, guards, and family eyes like a secret meant only for her. One stem. One note. Always neat. Always restrained. "Relations don't erase recognition." Her heart stung-not with fear, but with something dangerously familiar. These weren't the gestures of obsession. They were the reminders of a connection that already existed. And the man behind them sat across the dining table every night-calm, respectful, distant. Arhaan Singh Rathore never stared too long. Never crossed lines. Never gave anyone a reason to doubt him. Except Shree could feel it. In the pauses. In the silence. In the way his eyes lingered just long enough to say- I see you. I always have. The world feared Rihaan Singh Rathore. But Shree knew better. Because it was Arhaan-the patient wolf- Who was already inside her defenses.

Tara Rathor. Princess of Jodhpur by birth, rebel by choice. A journalist who doesn't just report the truth-she hunts it. Fearless, sharp-mouthed, and dangerously curious, Tara has a habit of digging where powerful men bury their sins. Royal blood may run in her veins, but defiance fuels her soul. Ayansh Sharma. Mafia heir. Predator in a tailored suit. Heir to an empire built on blood, silence, and loyalty. Family is his weakness-and his excuse. He doesn't believe in mercy, only control. People don't cross him and live long enough to regret it. She chases stories that can destroy empires. He is the empire she was never meant to uncover. When Tara's investigation leads her into Ayansh's world of crime, shadows, and death, truth becomes a liability and survival a gamble. He should silence her. Break her. End her. Instead, he watches her fight him-unafraid, unbroken. Because she doesn't tremble at his violence. And he doesn't know how to resist her fire. In a game where secrets demand blood and love is the deadliest mistake- what happens when the journalist becomes the mafia heir's obsession? Power. Danger. Desire. And a love dark enough to ruin them both. 🖤🔥

This is not a story about cruelty. It is about who is allowed to commit it. 10th November #1 in rebel SHANVI RATHORE 17 A prodigy. Quiet brilliance. Untouched by blood-soaked ambition. She exists outside the Ranawats' world- and that is precisely why she disrupts it. Before the sons, there is the father. AVINASH RANAWAT. The Mafia King. A man who does not rule from the front, but from beneath-where laws are bent, witnesses vanish, and fear is traded like currency. Power does not challenge him; it negotiates. Soon, through Mahima, his future wife, his shadow will stretch even closer to Shanvi's life. Then comes the heirs. SHAURYA RANAWAT. The eldest. Chief Minister of Rajasthan. The face of authority, the voice of law, the illusion of order. What he signs becomes legal. What he ignores ceases to exist. HARSH RANAWAT. Corporate head. Owner of Ranawat Corporation. Schools, institutions, businesses-he decides what is taught, who is protected, and who is quietly erased from records. Only four brothers walk the school corridors. AVIRAJ. ASHER. RIHAAN. RUDRA. They don't need titles here. They are the system. The red card is their language. Inside the locker door, stuck upside down with intention- a red card. The air shifts. By the next period, desks move away. Conversations lower. Friends forget names. Teachers don't hesitate to ignore. Cruelty no longer hides; it is sanctioned. The student is attacked not by the Ranawats, they don't need to make their hands dirty they just have to allow- Aviraj watches, unreadable. Asher smiles like it's a game already won. Rihaan decides how far it will go. Rudra makes sure no one interferes. And then-Shanvi. Her locker is never marked. Her name is never whispered with warning. Because the Ranawats do not protect everyone. They protect what belongs to them. And Shanvi- whether the world knows it yet or not- has already been claimed.

Heer sharma, a smart and intelligent girl who lives with her mother, and has no idea about her father. What will happen when one day , she has to live with her father's family which has her step mother and 6 half brothers, because her own mother had the last stage cancer and cant survive anymore? How will Heer manage to live in that house? TROPES~ High school romance 6 Protective Half brothers Bad boy x good girl Best friend's sisterxBrother's best friend He fell first and harder No bullying 12th x 11th Rom-com Bold girl Backbencherxtopper Family love

Mystic Falls was supposed to be a fresh start. A quiet town. A temporary escape. But for Deepanshu, it becomes something else - a place where the past isn't forgotten, and the shadows whisper like they know him. Strangers recognize him. Friends grow distant. And Jeremy Gilbert? He isn't just another boy - he's a spark in a story that was buried long ago. This isn't just a fanfiction. It's a deeply personal reimagining - a mirror of identity, isolation, and connection, framed within the universe of The Vampire Diaries. All credit and gratitude to the original creators, Julie Plec and Kevin Williamson, whose characters and world made this possible. This story is a transformative, non-commercial tribute, told through original arcs, emotional depth, and a lens that reflects my own journey. No copyright infringement is intended - only love, inspiration, and a need to tell the story that's been haunting me in the quiet. To anyone who's ever felt out of place, unheard, or like their truth didn't belong: You do. This story is for you.

this is the beginning of a tale older than humanity many cultures have written them in many ways many people have revered them in different names I too am in awe of them hence,i decided to give them reverence through my work and here I write how I perceive them to be their character, their thinking albeit I may not be absolutely correct and this is not an exact copy I have taken some liberties but I tried to keep the philosophy of it intact hope you will like the story of masika and amen Btw I don't own the copyrights to all of the pictures used here

"Jeevan, Mere Zubani" is a collection of poems that reflects the intricacies of life through raw, unfiltered emotions. Each verse captures a piece of the journey-joy, pain, hope, and heartbreak. These are not just words, but feelings that resonate deep within the soul, expressed in a language that is uniquely mine. From dreams to reality, love to loss, these poems invite you to feel with me, to see life through the lens of a heart that is both fragile and resilient. Dive in, and let these words become your own.

Collection of short stories based on romance genre ❣️(ongoing) . . . . You find many different stories in this book as they are in my mind and I want to pen it down so here it is. . . . All stories are based in desi Indian theme,soft love , old school and some craziness between them. . . . For more updates read introduction and dedication part ✨ . . . Follow me on Instagram @_.moonwritess._ for updates Link is in bio 🖇️ . . And my bookstagtam account: @_.literarysoul._ follow this for poetry ,quotes and books recommendation ☺️

A Wattpad Featured Novel. Truth is bitter but half-truth is poisonous. 〝 I know where she buys her groceries, who she meets, where she works. I don't know what her charcoal eyes will look like when they're scared. But I will. 〞 Maira is charmingly elegant and Zaahid is generously handsome. Their perfect life is a perfect lie. Entangled in their strained relationship are three nights that damage their lives forever. But to hope to heal their emotional scars would mean to lead lives on their own terms and finding a happiness that works for them. In their rainbow-coloured world of deceitful glamour, nothing is certain. There's only a few you can trust. But what if you are being told only one half of the story? As stark revelations of the past and unanswered questions overwhelm Maira so does the future she's about to compromise. Now, Maira must realise that an unforgettable tale of love comes at the ultimate price. Delicious Ambiguity is a deeply personal tale of dark delicious twisty thrilling romance, which embarks on a passionate intriguing journey to discover the lessons of life, love, trust-and above all, the healing power that only truth can bring. ⎈ Delicious Ambiguity © Mahak, 2016. All rights reserved.

Dark psychological thriller Emotional psychological mystery

🌱 ROOTS BEFORE WINGS 🕊️ Kuch sapne marks se bade hote hain... Ek ladka... jo "average student" ke tag se bahar nikalna chahta hai. Jise judge kiya gaya, samjha nahi gaya. Par uske sapne... unka scale system se nahi, uske jazbaat se naapte hain. Yeh kahaani un sab logon ke liye hai jo marksheet ke peeche nahi, apni value ke peeche bhagte hain. Jo apne sapno ko reality banana chahte hain... chahe duniya kuch bhi kahe 💯🔥. "Before I could fly, I had to grow underground. Before I could rise, I had to break in silence. This is for the ones who are growing where no one sees - your wings are coming." 🌿 #RootsBeforeWings 📖 By @voiceless__vibes About the Story.. Aaditya was just an average boy in class. He didn't hate books, but they never loved him back. His best friend, Rohan, was always on top-top marks, top praise, top attention. Sometimes, Aaditya felt proud of Rohan. But sometimes, deep inside, he felt a little jealous. Not because Rohan was smart, but because the world only respected that. No one noticed how good Aaditya was in other things-creative ideas, business thoughts, and dreams no one could see. But lately, one thing made Aaditya pick up his books-her. The girl he liked, the girl who smiled at toppers.

This is Ragini book #2 not cuz book #1 ended but I have run out of chapters to publish according to Wattpad limit. You *have* to read part #1 cuz this story is like 3/4th way in 🥹😭anyways off we goo bloomboiii ~ ----- Ragini and Sahil . Sahil and Ragini . Ragini - a girl who is pursuing Computer Science and Finance, but aspires to be a Chef. Broken , torn, hurt, she has found her way through the ups and downs of life to become the strong and fun loving, bubbly girl that she is. Sahil- A young billionaire, philanthropist and a genius , with a past that holds him back in the matters of the heart. What happens when these two people end up having their lives tangled with each other? Will they go with the flow? Or will they do anything in their power to break free....or will they just break apart? Find out as you read this story which has some cupcakes, a little icing sugar, some football kicks, and lots of sparks !! -------------------------------------- [ Listen : I started writing this story like 4 years ago? or 5 years? maybe a lifetime ago? idk anymore. point is, i started writing this story wayy too long ago. along with the characters , you might see me and my writing style growing as well. which means that this aint ONE COHESIVE kinda book (thats what happens when you write something you thought was a great idea a lifetime ago) . but , i hope you stick around. its gonna be a long book, but one that i am determined to finish despite and with all its flaws and weird story plot that i do question a bit now and will in the future as well. but i started this story. and i will do my best to complete it with respect.) Okay? Lezzgooo ]