Loveafteryears Stories

Dr. Avni Malik.... CA. Chirag Arora They fall for each other young but life separates them... years later, fate brings them back together. 🌼 First love & innocence Regret and what-ifs Growth and maturity Fate bringing people back together Closure and second chances Senior x Junior CA X Doctor

CANNOT BE READ AS A STANDALONE Anvaya and Nirav were childhood sweethearts. But it's been ten years-ten whole years-since they even exchanged a word. Now, as fate decides to mess with them one more time, it brings them face-to-face again... and ties them together in an arranged marriage. Will they be able to give themselves a second chance? Was their childhood love just a phase, something they outgrew... or was it something deeper? Did they truly move on in all these years, or was it just an illusion they kept feeding themselves? There's emotional history between Nirav and Anvaya that's crucial to understanding why they act the way they do now. Without knowing what happened in "Is It Just a Phase?" - the ghosting, the teenage heartbreak, the little moments - new readers might not feel the intensity between them as strongly.

"She was the girl he mocked. She was the only one who saw through him. And the one he could never forget." Ayushi Shrimali always believed in love, even when it never believed in her. As a chubby, awkward schoolgirl, she was an easy target for Neel Shah's cruel teasing. But despite his words, she loved him-first as a crush, then something deeper. For Neel, love was just another lie. Growing up in a Gujarati family that was always too busy fighting or working to notice him, he learned early on that emotions were a weakness. He spent most of his time at his mama's house, avoiding the chaos of his home. But Ayushi? She was the only one who saw past his arrogance. And that terrified him. So, he kept pushing her away until she finally left. Seven years later. Another country. Another life. Now, fate has brought them together again, but Ayushi is no longer the same girl who used to love him. For the first time, Neel feels what she once did longing, regret, and an ache that refuses to fade. "You used to follow me around back then," he smirks. "And you used to run," she whispers. "What changed?" Now, it's Neel's turn to chase her. But can a story that started in pain ever find its way to love? Because some people are destined to walk together... but never to be one.

"Half a Heartbeat" is a bittersweet coming-of-age romance that traces the journey of a girl who once radiated sunshine, laughter, and love for life-until growing up quietly changed her. Years later, she returns to her hometown for a high school reunion, only to be swept into a flood of memories-of simpler days, deep friendships, and the boy in the black cap who unknowingly stole her heart. What began as teenage curiosity turned into first love, but misunderstandings and time pulled them apart. Now, standing at the edge of her past and present, she must confront who she used to be, who she's become, and whether love-real love-deserves a second chance. Heartfelt, nostalgic, and full of raw emotion, this is a story of first love, growing up, and finding your way back to the parts of yourself you thought you'd lost forever.

It's easy to fall in love, but hard to stay in it. Five years later, one rain changes everything between Vasu and Anmaya. A story about love, silence, and the whispers that come with rain.

"Some loves never fade - they just wait for the right moment to return." "What happens when childhood promises meet adult secrets?" "Two souls. Thirteen years apart. One chance to rewrite their story." They were inseparable once - childhood sweethearts bound by laughter, secrets, and dreams under the same sky. At ten years old, life pulled them apart, scattering their paths like leaves in the wind. Thirteen years later, fate steps in again, weaving their stories closer in ways neither of them could have imagined. She is Aadhya - a fierce, calm, and determined young woman who built her empire from scratch, a millionaire with a heart guarded by silence. He is Mokshith - quiet, reserved, and carrying scars from a past that forced him to leave behind a world of luxury to run a small café in Mumbai. When Aadhya unknowingly walks into the same class as Mokshith, the memories they buried come rushing back - but so do the secrets. Can they confront the shadows of their past and find peace with each other? Or will silence and misunderstandings keep them apart forever? This is a story of love, loss, resilience, and the power of second chances - a journey that proves sometimes, the heart remembers what the mind tries to forget. Mokshith × Aadhya . . .

Some love stories don't need grand gestures-they need time, silence, and the courage to begin again. Aanya was once a burst of laughter and color, Rudra the quiet shadow beside her. Childhood friends, almost something more-until life separated them. Years later, Aanya returns to Kolkata-older, wiser, no longer the girl who left. Rudra never did leave. His world has grown in small, meaningful ways. What begins as a familiar encounter becomes something deeper: late-night tea, sketches of a shared past, and long walks that say everything without a single word. Set against the backdrop of a city soaked in memory, *The Story of one Love* is about rediscovering a connection that never truly disappeared. It's about slow healing, unsent letters, and the kind of love that grows-not with fireworks, but with quiet, unwavering presence. This isn't every love story. It's *the* one.

Micah has spent twelve years trying to forget her high school crush, Renz, the charismatic star who never noticed the shy girl in the shadows. But when an unexpected reunion at a friend's party brings them face to face, old sparks ignite in new ways. Renz, now more captivating than ever, finally sees Micah-but will their past insecurities and present-day challenges keep them apart? Dive into a romance filled with missed chances, heart-pounding moments, and a love story that's been waiting twelve years to unfold. Will Micah and Renz finally find their way to each other, or will destiny have other plans?

They were enemies once, partners by force, and strangers by choice. But when destiny tied their paths again under the glow of diyas and moonlight, every unspoken word and forgotten heartbeat came rushing back. Because sometimes... love doesn't need permission - it just happens, because it was meant to be. (t's my first time sharing something like this! This scene isn't packed with intense or bold moments - it's more about connection, destiny, and the simple beauty of two people finding their way back to each other. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. )

She came to Mumbai with no plans-just a suitcase, some space in her heart, and the faint, foolish hope of running into the woman she once loved. Akshara hadn't seen Inayah in years. But something about this city, this season, made her believe in impossible timings again. Maybe it was the streets. Maybe it was the memories. Or some things spoken in passing, dressed as hope. Set against the backdrop of Bombay's cafés, rain-slick roads, and unspoken goodbyes, 'The Love That Waited' is a slow, aching story of what lingers when love doesn't end-just pauses. A story of missed timings, quiet hope, and the kind of presence that never really leaves-even when the person does.

"First Love... What to say about it? 'Bhulaye nahi bhulata nahi ye.' Years have passed, and they've each carved out their own lives. Yet, the memories of their first love linger in the shadows of their hearts. Just when it seemed like destiny had other plans, it decides to weave them back together. He has moved on, but she finds herself yearning for the warmth of their past, hoping to rekindle what once was. Can she make him see the love that still burns within her? Will they rediscover the spark, or has time built walls too high to tear down?" XXXContains all Drama which we book lovers crave for.XXXX

She left before the love could bloom. He stayed behind, watering memories. Years passed. Wounds turned into silence, and silence into armor. But when fate brings them face to face again, the past isn't just a memory - it's a heartbeat, loud and aching. In a world where timing failed them once, can two souls still rewrite their ending? A tender tale of love lost, love paused, and love that dares to return this is a story of unfinished goodbyes and the courage it takes to say hello again.

Book 1 - TANGLED PROMISES He kept his promise to stay away. She kept her promise to move on. Reyansh Malhotra, a CEO with an OCD for perfection, built an empire out of silence and control. But when destiny brings him face-to-face with Myra Iyer-the girl he once left for a cruel family deal-his flawless world begins to crack. Myra, now a nurse, carries the weight of her broken home and a brother she'd die for. When tragedy strikes, Reyansh offers help-but at a cost neither of them expected: a contract marriage bound by old love and new scars. Between unspoken emotions, family feuds, and buried secrets, their story becomes a war between duty and desire, past and present. Around them swirl other lives-Shaurya Rathore, the playboy producer learning to feel and wanted to snatch Myra from Reyansh , Virat Khanna and Anvitha Malhotra, two strangers tied in an unwanted marriage, and friends Ishani & Dhruv, finding love in chaos. Everyone has promises to keep. But some promises were never meant to be kept-they were meant to break... and heal. "Love doesn't always ask for a chance. Sometimes, it comes back to collect what's still owed."

I saw her for the first time on October 17, 2014. We were only kids back then-4th standard. Life was so simple in those days. People used to say that at that age, what we call "love" is nothing serious. They said it is just a crush, a small liking, something that will fade away with time. But for me... it was not like that. It was not a passing feeling. It was something that entered my heart slowly and never left. Everyone in school called her "Sweety." And she really was Sweety. Kind to everyone, polite, soft-spoken, and full of grace. She was the daughter of the school director, like a princess living in her little kingdom. And me? I was the opposite of her. I was just ordinary. Not handsome, not smart, not funny. I was fat, clumsy, and always felt invisible. If she was like a white pigeon-pure, beautiful, and free-then I was like a crow-dark, ignored, unwanted. One day, my best friend proposed to her. And she said yes. I smiled in front of them, I joked, I acted like I was okay. But deep inside, my heart broke into pieces. A crack formed inside me that never healed. Everyone said to me, "You'll forget this. It's just a crush." But now, almost 11 years have passed. And I haven't forgotten. Not even for a single day. Today is September 4, 2025. Her birthday is coming soon-October 18. For all these years, I never once forgot her birthday. I never wished her, but I always remembered. I always prayed in silence for her happiness. We were never close. We never really talked much. She never knew about the storm in my heart. I never had the courage to tell her. I am an introvert, so I hide everything inside. My silence became my prison. And I always knew this would remain a one-sided love. Next in Part 2

They say school memories fade. That teenage crushes die with time. That life moves on. But Abhi Raizada never forgot. In a world divided by class and appearances, Abhi was the quiet boy with a heart full of dreams - and one of them wore a blazer and a perfect smile: Ruhi Kapoor. She was rich, radiant, and untouchable. Until the last day of school, when a moment that could have changed everything was shattered by a single betrayal. Ten years later, the world has moved on. Careers. Cities. Secrets. No one remembers the past - not even Ruhi. Except Abhi. Now grown, unrecognizable, and successful in his own right, he still carries the ghost of a love story that never got its ending. But fate isn't done with them yet. When paths cross again, memories stir. And so do questions. Can a forgotten past rewrite the future? Or are some stories meant to remain unfinished?

I do ship this, however, everyone makes it start in phase two. Keep in mind, Noodle was 14-16 then. She is currently 26, those stories also involved her getting pregnant, WHEN SHE WAS 14!!!! 2-D isn't Tyga, he is actually a good singer. Don't worry, i'm kidding, but Tyga did date a 16 year old. Then dump her when she was 18. Anyhow, enough ranting, im not Keemstar. Let's start the fucking ShipFic.

Does true love exist or does it only happen in fairytales? Crystal Roberts is especially one of the people who doubts true love especially when she is likes her childhood best friend Xavier Black, she had a crush on him for seven years and after fifth grade she moved away and they lost touch with one another. Seven years have passed. Every day she wakes up with hope to see him again one day , her wish comes true when Xavier transfers to her school and she was ecastic to see him there. But there was a problem, Xavier wants nothing to do with her, he recognises Crystal but treats her as a nobody, why? "Finally", she thought, at last she has got a proper chance to talk to him. "Oh, you", he sneered at her , "Don't talk to me again", with that he turned around and walked away leaving her feeling hurt and confused. "I hate you! ", she screamed at him as tears of pain streamed down her face. "So you loved me, huh", he asked her with a cocky smirk on his face. "You!", she raised her hand to slap him. "Oh no you don't", he muttered as his eyes darkened with anger, he grabbed her hand and pulled her into a fierce kiss. Why did he do that? Will he realise how he hurt her before its too late ? Will she ever forgive him?

Meet him - A boy who doesn't speak much, But his silence? It's louder than the whole school combined. He walks like thunder wrapped in a hoodie, Shoulders heavy with stories no one dares to ask. A teacher's worst headache. The principal's frequent visitor. To him, the office is not a punishment - it's routine. When he and his gang stride through the hallway, The crowd parts like the Red Sea - Not out of respect, but fear. Girls look, whisper, giggle, fall - But his eyes? They never waver. He gives no one a glance. Because someone else, Someone unknown, Already owns it. It happened two years ago. A cultural night. A mess of music, lights, and laughter. And in the chaos - One brief eye contact, One forgotten earring, One unforgettable girl. She left behind a jhumka on the floor... And unknowingly, took his heart along. He picked it up, Wiped the dust gently off the silver, And has been holding on to it ever since - Not as a clue. But as a promise. He doesn't know her name, Only remembers the eyes that looked at him once. So he drew them - On the last page of his notebook. Over and over again. Until they felt more real than anyone around him. In a world where love is fast food - Used, tasted, and thrown - He is a paradox. Waiting. Loving. Suffering silently. Writing poetry to someone who might never return. Smiling at pain like it's an old friend. Because he's not in love with a girl. He's in love with a moment. And he's praying that the moment finds its way back. "They fear his silence, but they don't know - he's just listening for footsteps that never came back."