Hinglish Stories

Arjun is a teenager who got married to his father's late friend's daughter, Aditi. This was not a normal wedding ; it was done to protect Aditi, but there were other reasons behind it as well. To know more, please read the story. ✿✿✿ Thank you Enjoy reading. ( This is my first book. My characters are imperfect, and there are some loopholes. At times, you may find it boring or cringe-worthy. But, as I said, this is my first book, and I'm trying to improve my writing. I've tried to make each chapter better than the previous one )

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Book 1 GHOST Complete Book 2 TROJAN Ongoing --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Excerpt I got a peace offering. And Ice cream. The message popped up again. His Bhaiyu was making it hard to ignore. Darwaza khol, yaar. Mogambo uth jayenge. Ansh glared at the French windows. Even desperate his Bhaiyu would not quit the name calling. Shall I leave? Ansh did not respond. Okay! Leaving the ice-cream outside. Take it before it melts. Ansh did not respond, but his heart skipped a beat. He wanted to meet his Bhaiyu. He was even a little desperate, but he did not wish to give in so soon. So, he counted until 100 and then slowly made his way outside. Iris hopped down from the bed and followed behind him. Ansh opened the doors with a big heart only to find a basket filled with dumb yellow smile squishes and a big tub of ice-cream in between. A few CD's were tucked into the basket almost as an afterthought. The game CD's that Ansh wanted. Ansh glared at the basket. "Do minute nahi rukh saktey they kya?" He muttered under his breath. "You made me wait 17 minutes, kidoo" A voice whispered in his ears. Ansh almost screamed but Nirbhay's palm closed around his mouth before any sound could slip. Ansh's heart thudded in his chest. His Bahiyu had almost given him a heart attack. Nirabhay grabbed the basket and slipped inside with Ansh, and shut the door behind him.

Echoes of Goodbyee "To those who have loved and lost and to the echoes of what ones was...." This is for you.. This story revolves around two persons Shrisha Mehra and Adwait Rathore. Let's see how there life will take twist and turn and then the Echoes Of Goodbyee.... Top 15 in #goodbye on 13 Nov 2025 Top 8 in #goodbye on 14 Nov 2025 Top 3 in #goodbye on 15 Nov 2025

This story is about a boy who was in love with a girl since she was born. the boy named KIM TAEHYUNG who was then just 8 year old boy went to the hospital with his parents. As his parents childhood besties were in the delivery room. as they were delivering the baby.... Dr-: congrats Mr Mrs jeon its a cute little baby girl..... Namjin-: congrats guys..... finally lakshmi aayi hai.... jin-: sch mei yaar.... meri toh hmesha se ikksha{wish} thi... kash meri bhi koi itni pyaari komal nanhi pari hoti.... nam-: sch mei.... I also want to become a girl dad.... fir Mai apni gudiya ko apne palko pr baitha kr rkhta.... Mrs jeon-: arey toh problem Kya hai....?? hmari dono betiya tum dono ki bhi toh hai.... jaise tumdono ko 3no bete humdono ke bete hai..... Mr jeon-: definitely.... after all we 4 are childhood besties yaar.... toh aaj ke iss khushi mauke pr emotional mt ho.... come on.... aao apni beti ko godd mei lekr pyaar aur aashirvaad toh do.... listening these words.... namjin quickly held cute little Angel gently.... and gave so much of blessing and love.... everything was seen by the little boy standing beside their parents..... tae-: [innocently] mom dad mujhe yeh cute bunny chahiye.... I want her now....kya mai isko apne pass hmesha ke liye rkh skta hoo please..... listening his cute demand everyone giggled.... jin-: ok.... you can keep her with you.... but abhi nhi...abhi tumhari bunny chhoti hai na jb bdi hojayegi tb tumhare pass rhegi.... Mrs jeon-: haa.... tbtk tumko jb iske sath khelna ho tum ghr aajana... ok.... tae became happy and nodded his head in yes..... years later.... TAE -: thank you bhagwan Ji.... aapne meri wish puri krdi.... ab meri bunny mere pass hmesha rhegi... now she's mine.... only mine.... aur mai isko ab kisi ko khud se alag krne nhi dunga.... kbhi nhi....[ now tae & his first love his baby bunny is getting married..... now his baby bunny is his wife] yeh kya... kb kaise hua...?? janne keliye bne rhiye #taekooklove

Because not every moment makes it to the final draft... In every story, there are chapters that go unwritten-glimpses of love, loss, laughter, and longing that unfold quietly between the milestones. Happily Unmarried: Unwritten chapters is a collection of tender, poignant one-shots that dive into the hidden corners of your favourite characters' lives. Set before, after, and in between the main events of Happily Unmarried, these stories explore the silences that speak the loudest-the words left unsaid, the memories tucked away, and the moments that changed everything without anyone noticing. Whether it's a soft flashback, a future imagined, or a scene that never made it to the surface, each page is an ode to the quiet, complicated beauty of being human-and being loved. For those who stayed, hoped, hurt, healed... These are the pages just for you.

Advait Raizada, a billionaire with a bitter heart. Believe orphans as stray. Rudayan being an orphan with a pure heart who considers billionaire as sinners. They collided by fate. He made him to quit job and he accepted every thing at first. And Advait started liking him. But then he began ruining his peace by challenging the billionaire with everything. Clash. Collide. Cries. He smiles but what about love? Advait Raizada will change his monologue or will lost him. For forever. A tale of indebtedness, redemption, and reunion.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 ꜱᴀʜᴇʟ ᡣ𐭩 ʜᴀꜰꜱᴀ Tracing her bangles up, he let the silence speak for itself for a while and then muttered, "Aapko choodiyan pasand hai?" He asked, pulling her body closer by her wrist, and now she stood almost between his legs. She was blushing, looking nervous and uneasy but he paid it no mind. "Ji, pasand hai." He hummed, nodding. "Agar mujhse ye toot gayi toh aapko acha nahi lagega na?" He murmured, lifting his other hand, puffing out another air of smoke.

"Say it again..." He lifted her chin, voice breaking though he tried to hold it steady. Her eyes met his, steady this time. A pause. A swallow. Then the words that shattered him- "I don't love you, Ishaan." Some truths aren't shouted. They're whispered-and they echo the loudest. ╔═══ ❀ 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐒𝐄 & 𝐏𝐈𝐗𝐄𝐋𝐒 ❀ ═══╗ ❝ ❁ His heart beats in rhythms of medicine, steady and true... ❁ Her world glimmers in pixels and code, precise yet infinite... ❁ And somehow, amidst heartbeats and screens, their souls found a language only they could... ❞ ༺❀༻ ꧁ 𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐀 ➝ a Bengali girl who finds peace in her own little world. No noise, no crowd, just her books, her room, and her dreams. To her, success is everything and the idea of love? Outdated. Marriage? Non-existent. Family and friends are her only priority, nothing more. ꧁ 𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐍 ➝ a Bengali boy who walks like sunshine. His smile heals, his kindness comforts, and his playful flirts make hearts race. Everyone sees the calm,cool ,carefree youngest son of the house. Behind his smiles, maybe a few unspoken battles exist... but he never lets them dull his glow. ༺❀༻ ◕ 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 ──𖥸 ❀ She has secrets, but he wants to unfold them all. ❀ She builds walls, he wants to break through them. ❀ She hides, he seeks. ❀ She runs from love, he is love. ꧁༺✦༻꧂ ◕ 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 ──𖥸 ✧ Topper × Topper ✧ Lonely × Healer ✧ She hides × He seeks ✧ He fell first, she fell harder ✧ Teenage love ➝ Adult love ꧁༺✦༻꧂ ➤ What happens when a girl who doesn't believe in love collides with a boy who is love itself? The clash. The cries. The sparks. The romance. ➤ Will he be able to break her walls?

What happens when the logic of Science clashes with the passion of Poetry? Ananya Verma is a spirited, confident girl from Delhi whose heart belongs to writing and imagination. Forced by her family's medical legacy to move to the ancient, logical city of Banaras, she must trade her dreams for a daunting career in Medicine. In the rigid halls of St. Thomas Academy, she meets Atharva Sharma-the city's top ranker, a master of logic, and a boy whose world is perfectly confined to science and textbooks. The moment Ananya sees Atharva, her lifelong confidence shatters. Her fear is not of Science, but of the instant, fierce devotion she feels for the one person whose life plan leaves no room for emotion. Can Ananya, armed only with her secret passion and a newfound, unseen love ('Ishq-e-Banaras'), break through Atharva's impenetrable wall of logic? Or will her dreams and her heart be lost forever in the pursuit of perfection?

*POV* I was in the library reading a book. To my surprise there was a letter in the book. I thought " Who kept it here, should I open and read it ?". I did what I thought of, I don't know why but this letter was like, it was written for me.But who will write me a letter ,that to a love letter. Because I was called monster. It was due to my attitude.And everyone used to avoid me. but I came to a conclusion that this letter is not for me but someone else and kept the book in the shelf then left the library with the letter in my hand. *POV ENDS* but there was someone who was secretly watching me from far...... wondering who that person is read the story to find out...... And please try to ignore my grammatical and spelling mistakes. Because I am writing 1st time. As the time will go I will make less mistakes. I will hope you will like this story. till then see you - your Swaru_writes

Collection of one shot stories🌷🖤

THE TSAR'S OBSESSION: His Only Everything "Don't even think of doing that again... or you won't have a next second to live." The office was dead silent. Russia's most talented business mogul was on her knees, clutching her bleeding hand after trying to touch his arm. Viktor Volkov-the No. 1 Mafia King-didn't even look up. He was a "No-Touch" King. One graze, and you lose your life. I stood at the door, paralyzed. Terrified. My mind raced to the morning I arrived. I had slipped and fallen right into his chest. His massive arms had held me. My skin had touched his. But he didn't reach for his gun. He didn't look disgusted. I thought it was because I was his sister's best friend. I thought I was just a guest. But as Viktor stood up and walked toward me, the air shifted. Ignoring the blood on his desk, he placed his hand on the small of my back, guiding me to his private cabin in front of everyone. In that silent, possessive gaze, I realized the truth. I wasn't just a guest. I was the only person in the world allowed to breathe his air. He is the Devil who shoots the world for a touch. But for his Angel? She is his Only Everything. ⚠️ WARNINGS Morally Grey/Dark Lead: He is a King, not a hero. Obsessive/Possessive Behavior: "He doesn't share." Violence: Descriptions of gunplay and mafia life. Slow Burn to High Heat. #️⃣ HASHTAGS

umm...umm...umm... power play of hearts another fan-fic story on my love shubman Gill he he he 😅😂 Amrita Kohli ammu 💕 shubman Gill shub 💕

In a world where family name is power and reputation is everything, Mihika Arjun Raichand is the only daughter of the Raichand empire loved, adored, and protected like a precious jewel. With six fierce brothers who'd burn the world before letting anyone near her, Mihika's life has always been guarded. Until Adhyansh Singhania walked in calm, grounded, and dangerously close to her heart. He's her brother best friend. The one man she's not supposed to fall for. But love doesn't follow rules... and hearts don't ask for permission.

It was raining heavily, while Siya was driving the car fearlessly, but has only fear of him. While Yuvaan kept following her, breaking all the rules and speed limits, but she didn't know that who is following her, she can only see a Royal Black Car behind her. Yuvaan suddenly drifted his car infront of her's in order to stop her, and due to that Siya stopped her car considerably. " Who the fuck you are ?" she shouted while coming out of car making sure that she is audible to him and not knowing who that person is. Her black sexy dress getting wet in the presence of the rain. While a well- built man in black shirt, came out of his car. He was looking imperfectly perfect with every 'black garment' on his body, and was recognized by Siya. " Your husband-to-be ." he said in a smirking way while marching towards her. His bare body was visible due to rain. She started hesitating while her car keys were fallen down, she couldn't even see them in the rain. While Yuvaan was just few centimeter's apart from her. Finally she founded the keys and picked them and was about to open the car's gate but it was too late. He suddenly snatched the car keys from her and pinned her on the gate of the car. Their faces were just inches apart and they even could sense their breathings. " Just stay away from me, you asshole ." she shouted while pushing him at the back and was about to run but this time Yuvaan held her neck and waist from her back and this time they were more close to each other. " Listen Mrs. Siya Singhania, you are the accuse for my sister's death, some revenge must be taken right. Either you marry me, or you will watch your whole family suffer in prison. Come on baby, choice is yours." he said And at that moment Yuvaan suddenly lifted her up in his arms knowing the answer and also knowing another reason for marrying her. She started hitting his back but nothing happened to him. . . . Ok girls, can you guess what happened after it ? . . Forced Marriage Enemies to Lovers

She is shy. He is bold. She is innocent. He is the opposite of innocent. Yoshita Sinha and Ojas Aggarwal though opposite, are the perfect examples for childhood best friends but what happens when their innocent lives are turned upside down just beacuse they decided to play together one evening. Childhoods crushed and dreams shattered or were they really? *DISCLAIMER* THIS BOOK AND THE CHARACTERS IN THIS BOOK ARE COMPLETELY FICTIONAL. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO ANYONE LIVING OR DEAD IS COMPLETELY COINCIDENTAL AND I SINCERELY APOLOGIZE BEFOREHAND IF ANY OF THE CONTENT OFFENDS ANYONE. *PLAGIARISM WILL STRICTLY NOT BE ENCOURAGED.*

♡ The Campus Catch ♡ He's the new star of Indian cricket. She's the campus influencer everyone follows (and secretly stalks). Daksh Pareek - late to class, smug smile, and annoyingly good with a bat. Shraddha Bansal - top of her course, perfectly put-together, and totally done with boys like him. He's practising in her college. She wishes he'd practise minding his own business. Every glance turns into a challenge. Every argument turns into banter. And somehow, between reels, matches, and too many sarcastic texts - they can't stop thinking about each other ♡ He calls her Miss Management. She calls him Mr. Virat Kohli wannabe. Too bad they both secretly love the attention.

--- 🩵 Title: Tangled in Tradition 💫 Description (for Wattpad blurb): When Y/N Singhania's father fixes her marriage with Kim Jin - the eldest, perfect, sanskaari son of the Kim family - she thinks her life will be simple, traditional, and dutiful. But destiny had other plans... Because standing right next to her soon-to-be husband is Kim Taehyung - the younger brother who's everything Jin isn't. Wild. Reckless. Flirty. A rule-breaker with a smirk that shouldn't make her heart race... but it does. Between family honour, forbidden love, and traditions that bind - Y/N finds herself caught between what's right... and what her heart screams for. Will she marry the man her family chose, or the one her soul chose? 💍💔✨ ---

Some stories are destinated . No matter how different you stand. here's presenting a new Love story for #sidnaaz fan. ENJOY.

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