Hefellfirst Stories

Three best friends - Alyssa, Madison, and Yuna - step into university life together, ready for a new beginning. But love has its own plans. For one, it begins the moment eyes meet. For another, it blooms in quiet realization. And for the last, it erupts in chaos and rivalry. Three stories, one friendship - and a year that changes everything.

In a country that treats cricket as a religion, Kabir Malhotra wasn't just a player; he was the god of the final over-a lethal, broad-shouldered storm in a blue jersey who broke records as easily as he broke hearts. But to Ananya Sharma, he was just the arrogant boy next door who had spent fifteen years perfecting the art of getting under her skin. He was her brother's best friend, her family's golden boy, and the man who currently occupied ninety percent of her intrusive thoughts. Kabir had plans. For him, the game didn't end at the stadium. He'd spent years playing a long, calculated game of cat-and-mouse, waiting for the girl who called him a "narcissist" to realize she was the only trophy he actually wanted. ****** "You think you're so powerful because you can hit a ball? You're just a narcissist with a fan club." "I'm a narcissist who knows exactly how you sound when I whisper in your ear. Keep using that sharp tongue, baby girl. I might just decide I want to feel it somewhere else. ******

I loved her first. She married him anyway. Ten years later, she showed up at my door, broken, betrayed, begging for help to leave the husband who threw her away. She thinks I'm being kind. Helping an old friend. She doesn't know I've been waiting. She never knew how I loved her. Never knew I watched her wedding from the back of the church. Never knew she was the reason I buried my heart so deep even I forgot where. Now she's back. Vulnerable. Trusting. Asking the one man who never stopped wanting her to help her walk away from someone else. This time? I'm not letting her go.

"It's fine. You can look at me," he said casually. My face burned. "I was n-not looking" I stammered. "I won't mind if you want to see me. You can. I will wait," he teased. "No, no! I just came to return your shirt." He stepped closer. "Hmm... my shirt. Of course. If you want, you can keep it." "No, I don't want it. You should take it back." He was too close now. I panicked and threw the shirt at him, and ran out of the room. My cheeks were burning. Oh my god. I made a fool of myself. TROUPES: First sight love He fell first Age gap Brother's best friend CEO/professor X student 25 X 17

He fell in love with a soul he'd never met. She lived in the shadows of a lie she didn't create. In a world of glass and steel, can a stolen voice mend a broken heart? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ In the neon-soaked heights of the capital, billionaire CEO Zhou Yan is a titan of glass and steel, a man who believes everything-and everyone-has a price. In the lightless basement of the National Archive, Lin Xia is a ghostwriter of the past, a restorer of ancient silk who lives in the shadows of others. When Lin Xia's roommate, the social-climbing Vivian, steals Lin Xia's poetic voice to seduce the untouchable Zhou Yan via a digital persona, a dangerous game of identity begins. But Zhou Yan isn't falling for a face; he is falling for a soul he has never met. As the lie unravels, Lin Xia is pulled from her basement into a world of corporate warfare and ancestral secrets. To survive, she must stop mending the past and start weaving a future where she is finally the heroine of her own story.

Story of an IAS and an IPS officer who are bound together in a love-cum-arranged marriage. Eventually, they discover love and solace in each other. IAS and IPS officers fight for the well-being of society - but will they be able to fight their own battles? What does the future hold for them? IAS - Mitra Aharnisha Rao Disciplined, composed, fiercely dedicated to her duty, yet soft and calm at heart. IPS - Abhimanyu Omkara Roy Bold, sharp, and uncompromising as an IPS officer, often cold and ruthless when it comes to justice. Just peep into the story to know more. Disclaimer: This is my first story, so please forgive any mistakes. English is not my first language. All characters and events are purely imaginary. Credits to respective owners for any pictures used. Suggestions are welcome.

Book I in "MASQUERADE" series. (Standalone) Veda Bansal, coming from an orthodox household, her only dream was to be a painter. Not because she liked painting but because painting became her only therapy after that gruesome night. The only reason Veda had knocked on the Armani mansion was to search for her little sisters, who were missing for the past eight hours. That rainy night, the last thing Veda expected was to get stuck in a room with the middle son of the Armani's. But as fate has it. The next morning, when the door opened, she was welcomed with judgmental glares and disgusting accusations. Surrounded by pointed fingers in the world unknown to her, she hadn't expected the said middle son to step forward, hold her hand, and shield her like he was born to be her protector. He silenced every finger pointed her way, he held her in the storm, he saved her. He even left everything, his big empire, his family... just for her. For her dignity. For her respect. Veda didn't know one could see god in a person until that day. Sharv Armani, the second son of the great Armani's. He was a righteous man, aspiring to be an IPS officer and serve his nation with honesty and devotion despite being a son to a renowned business tycoon. That night, Sharv hadn't imagined leaving his family behind. Nor did he imagine the truths about his family that unraveled, scattering his beliefs and tying an innocent life to his own. But, again, as fate has it. Now, Veda and Sharv have to face their fate and navigate through the hardships of life with unraveling secrets and unexpected twists. Would they be able to do it? Or would their ship sink before it reaches the shore? Read "𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐌𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞" to find out what happens next in Veda & Sharv's story. [ENGLISH translations available]

In a world that worships perfection, Shreesha Maheshwari, 25, is the name everyone admires. A celebrated celebrity, adored by millions, flawless in the eyes of the world. But behind the spotlight and applause, she is still searching... searching for the truth of who she really is. Somewhere between fame and silence, she questions her own identity and wonders if love-the pure, divine feeling that once inspired gods to walk among humans-still exists in this era. Enter Anant Raghuvanshi, 26. One of India's most talented set designers. Focused, ambitious, and determined to become the number one in the country. For him, love is nothing more than a distraction-something that pulls people away from their goals. His only priority is fulfilling the promise he once made to his uncle. Two lives. Two completely different beliefs about love. She believes love is the most beautiful truth in the world. He believes love is the greatest distraction. But sometimes... the heart falls long before the mind understands it. And sometimes the truth we search for... is standing right in front of us.

Evara Malhotra has accepted a simple truth: the perfect guy only exists in fiction. Dhairya Singhania has accepted a painful truth: he is desperately in love with his best friend, and he can never, ever tell her. But when Evara ropes Dhairya into a secret mission to set up their best friends, the unbreakable rules of their lifelong friendship start to bend. Between staged encounters, shared secrets, and a chaotic friend group that constantly needs supervision, Dhairya decides it's time to show Evara what real romance looks like. But the challenge is convincing a girl who only swoons over fictional men that her perfect romance has been sitting right beside her all along.

Rishabh Gauth × Niharika Shankar Rishabh Gauth, the ruthless mafia boss was supposed to marry Anika Shankar but he fell for Niharika who is Anika's stepsister and marry her. Niharika reluctantly marry him due to the relative's pressure on her because Anika went missing. This story contains force and violence. If you're not comfortable with such content, please don't read.

When her storm meets his sunshine... He is full of warmth, love, and endless energy. She is childish, soft-hearted, yet deeply insecure. While she was taught that falling in love is a mistake, he slowly gives her every reason to believe in love. A journey where chaos meets calm, and two completely different worlds come together. A North Indian × South Indian love story filled with warmth, emotions, and the quiet magic of ehsaas.

Adhiti have goal: graduate and get out. No fights. No distractions. No complications. Sharma has spent his life buried in books, sheltered by his health condition. But with college looming, he's willing to change that. He has a list of firsts to complete and the new girl is perfect to help him. She needs cash. He needs the experience. It's just business until addictive kisses, lingering touches and stolen glances make it anything but. What happens when their deal turns into something different?

Aarohi carries her family, her secrets, and her dreams quiet, careful, untouchable. Advait is cold, controlled, and dangerous in ways no one can predict. Two hearts, too stubborn to bend, are drawn together by fate, fire, and the chaos between them. Will they resistor will the storm of their feelings finally break them?

Schedule:- EVERY THURSDAY _______ ISHQ :- Where love becomes devotion "Love can make you divine in someone's eyes, or reduce you to a flame that lives only for them." ~~~~ "This is a story of love, of waiting, and of quiet devotion. A journey that begins with finding love... and follows everything it must ensure to survive. Some find the love they prayed for, and some are left with nothing but the act of loving. But beneath it all, this isn't just a love story- it's about parents who fight, hurt, and still stay, not out of love, but out of habit and exhaustion, and the children who grow up carrying the weight of nights they were too young to understand. And somewhere between love and loss, this story searches for something deeper- faith, healing, and a way back to God."

✨ Always You, Eventually Reyansh Kapoor's favorite hobby? Annoying Ishita Sen. Ishita's favorite hobby? Pretending he doesn't affect her. He's loud. She's observant. He teases. She doesn't lose. Or at least... she tries not to. Between football practices, last-minute school chaos, and conversations that get a little too personal, the banter starts feeling different. Because somewhere along the way- He stopped joking. And she started noticing. She sketches the version of him no one sees. He looks at her like she's already chosen. They were never obvious. Never dramatic. Just inevitable. - A sequel to When I Let You In, set in the same timeline with Arya and Aarav in the background. Can be read as a standalone.

Adam Idris doesn't make impulsive decisions. As the heir to the country's largest fragrance empire, he builds everything with precision - including his future. She was never meant to be part of his plans. The first time he sees her, she doesn't even notice him. She's composed, principled, quietly strong - the kind of woman who speaks with calm certainty and stands firm without raising her voice. What begins as quiet admiration turns into certainty - and certainty turns into a proposal made the right way. But when Layla discovers what he did, the foundation of trust weakens. Was she chosen out of love... or strategy? Now Adam must prove that what he feels was never control - it was conviction. And that he chose her for all the right reasons.

It all starts with the troublemaker, Angelise Hellish Terosa, who is always expelled from school. Her worried parents accidentally receive an invitation to a prestigious school nestled in the mountains-a school absent from any map. Will they let her go? This is a school brimming with fantasy and magic, a place seemingly mythical, where beauty is the ultimate standard. Those deemed unattractive... die. Everyone meticulously maintains their appearance to survive. Angelise despises the school's rules. What if she discovers she's the long-lost princess of beauty? How will she react? Will things change, or will it be a living hell? WELCOME TO DEADLY BEAUTY ACADEMIA, SCHOOL FOR IMMORTALS!

"I can't believe this is happening." "Yeah, well I'm not too thrilled about this either. You look good, by the way," Beau smirks, leaning against the wall. "Save the flattery for your fans, Beaumont. It won't work on me." - - Beau Remington and Juniper Clarke are no strangers to each other. They've worked on a movie together before, but since then, they departed their ways and haven't spoken to each other since. Except now just four years later, Juniper's plotting manager sets her up for an audition where she is casted in a movie alongside Beaumont. To make matters worse, Beau won't stop flirting with her and suddenly she's trying to remember why she hated him in the first place.

𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘦𝘵, 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦. 𝙃𝙚𝙧. She saved a wounded stranger once. No name. No questions. No idea that kindness would come back to rewrite her life. He fell for her the first time he saw her at a temple. Soft voice. Nervous eyes. Quiet strength. When fate placed her in front of him again, he didn't hesitate. He chose. Khushi Parida doesn't believe in love. Men disappoint. Promises break. Fairytales lie. Sharp-tongued, unsure of herself, wrapped in thorns she pretends are armor, she is softness she refuses to acknowledge. Garv Raisinghani is everything she avoids. Power. Stability. Certainty. And when he chooses, he doesn't waver. Not with force. Not with fear. But with patience that waits, persistence that stays, and a love that doesn't leave when it gets difficult. This is not a story of chasing. It's a story of resistance slowly surrendering. Of old-school rishtas, stolen glances, restrained longing, and a man who proves that love doesn't have to hurt to be real. Garv × Khushi Bada beta meets badi beti Where fate writes the rishta long before the hearts are brave enough to agree.

Some loves are not meant to be lived - only worshipped. RADHIKA She grew up protected by two boys. One who stood beside her like certainty- confident, fearless, impossible to ignore. And one who stayed a step behind- quiet, steady, loving her enough to never ask for her. They were her constants. Her shadows. Her safe place. She never knew. Because neither of them ever said it. --- They loved her in different ways. One believed love meant choosing her openly. The other believed love meant choosing her happiness-even if it wasn't with him. And Radhika? Radhika loved them both. Innocently. Completely. Unknowingly. --- But life has a way of asking questions the heart isn't ready to answer. When friendship begins to blur into devotion, when silence starts to hurt more than rejection, when love demands a choice- Who does she choose? The one who fights for her? Or the one who worships her? --- This is not a story about a love triangle. It is a story about three hearts, two kinds of love and one woman standing at the center of it all, unaware that every choice will change everything. ------------------------------------------------ This story belongs to the same universe as Vivan and Aarvi. Radhika is their daughter-the child they chose, raised, and loved as their own. If you are an old reader, you already know the journey that shaped this family. You will find familiar names, emotions, and echoes of the past woven gently into this story. If you are a new reader, don't worry. This book is written so it can be read independently. You do not need to read Vivan and Aarvi's story to understand Radhika's. This is her story. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 1. #nextgeneration