Middle-class Stories

#MiddleClassLoveStory #Corporate job holder X Teacher Life is more about efforts and second chances. What happens when we forget to appreciate the efforts done for us? Is it worth forgiving, every time ? Ranveer Agarwal- a financial analyst in a corporate firm and, Priya Mishra- a student aspiring to be a post-graduate school teacher were introduced by the families and eventually got married, slowly navigating their way of living in marriage. But a marriage that seems perfect outside, can it stand the test of time? Will Priya's quest for a 'happily ever after' be met? Let's dive into the world of Ranveer and Priya ❤️ Rankings: (May '25) 👑 #1 in #slowburn out of 91.6k stories (31.5.25 ❤️) 👑 #2 in #middleclass (out of 3.09k stories) 👑#2 in #indiancouple (out of 1.26k stories) 👑#5 in #lovestory (out of 378k stories) #37 in #mumbai (out of 7.67k stories) #65 in #caring (out of 7.47k stories) [Suggestion: The chapters are not very big, so you may try to read from website rather than the app, to avoid ads. And new readers, please vote for all the chapters if you're liking them.]

Both Lavanya and Arnav get engaged to each other and married ritually but not legally. What happened to Khushi?... After 4 years of marriage, Payal and Lavanya can't bear children and the Raizada's want an heir. What will happen if they want Arnav to marry some else that too legally and ritually? That person turns out to be Khushi. The Gupta family is blackmailed by Manorama that Khushi has to marry Arnav otherwise she will kick Payal out of the house. Khushi will do anything for her sister but she lays down a condition and what is this condition. What will happen if things go out of proportion and become messed up; read the story to find out?

"She wasn't looking for love. He wasn't expecting her. But destiny had other plans." #1 Slowburn #1 Engagement

After an intense night, Sophia Lane suddenly realized that Caleb Lancaster hadn't used protection. Panic surged through her. "Wait... when did you take it off? Where am I going to get the pill this late at night? What if... What if I get pregnant?" Caleb, however, only chuckled, his grip around her waist tightening. "What's there to be afraid of? We'll just have the baby if that happens." She was at a loss for words. Before she could react, his slender fingers had already made their way to her lower abdomen.

Both were lost in each other's eyes when he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close. She collided with his chest, instinctively placing her palm against it to steady herself. A sudden clap of thunder startled her, and his grip on her waist tightened. His unexpected arrival and this bold gesture left her bewildered. But her confusion turned into shock when he gently pressed his lips to hers. She froze, her mind going blank. He wasn't moving his lips, just standing there, holding her in his arms under the pouring rain. Gradually, she softened in his embrace and clung to him tightly. Sensing her response, he began to move his lips against hers. Unsure of what to do-this being her first kiss-she hesitantly mirrored his movements. It was her first kiss, and his too. Hello, everyone! Thank you so much for taking the time to check out my story. It's a sweet and simple tale that might take a turn towards the cliché-or maybe not! Either way, I'll do my best to keep you hooked and engaged throughout. This is my first time writing on Wattpad, so I hope you'll give it a chance. I promise to do my best not to disappoint you. Happy reading! #284/2.34M (love) #150/19K (cliche) #69/10.6K (general) #2/2.96k (CUTE COUPLE) #1/2.0k (couplegoals)

One night. One mistake. One life-altering consequence. When Ira Kapoor, a girl born into wealth and perfection, wakes up to two pink lines and a blurry memory, her carefully curated world unravels. The father? Anirudh Sharma-a grounded, soft-spoken manager at an event firm, older than her by a few years and miles apart in lifestyle. Neither love nor even friendship ties them together. Only a moment of impulsiveness they never meant to share-and a child they never planned to create. Forced into a sudden marriage to preserve her family's honour, Ira finds herself in a modest home, far from the comforts of her past and with a man she barely knows. Her heart resists, her pride rebels. Middle-class life feels suffocating, and Anirudh's quiet existence is a world she doesn't understand. But beneath the surface of their mismatched lives is something unexpected-kindness that doesn't demand, patience that doesn't waver, and a slow-burning bond that begins to take root. As monsoon skies roll above and the seasons shift, so do their hearts. Love doesn't arrive in grand gestures-it seeps in gently, through shared cups of tea, silent understanding, and the quiet promises of two people learning to walk a path they never chose, but might just learn to call home. Under the Same Sky is a tender, evocative tale of accidental beginnings and unexpected love-where two strangers become partners, parents, and perhaps... soulmates. "They weren't a fairytale-but under the same sky, they learned how to write their own." ❤️ Started : 22 June, 2025

Some choices break you... some set you free

A Girl not ready to become responsibility once again after marriage, believe why would anyone love her, too independent that everyone call her egoistic. A boy got connected to her the moment he saw her, want to protect her and make her believe love doesn't build on condition. he want to teach her that relying on someone doesn't make her weak, because even the strongest people deserve a place to rest.

If anyone had asked me last month what destiny looks like, I'd have said something sensible like "an MBA degree and a stable job." But no. Turns out, destiny looks like my sister Gargi colliding-quite literally-with one Inspector Pulkit Arora, a man who smiles less than traffic police challans. From the moment he saw her, I swear on my kulfi, it was love at first sight. (He'll deny it, of course. Broody people always do.) What followed was a drama only the universe could direct-families plotting alliances faster than Netflix releases, aunties forming committees, uncles doing background checks, and me, the designated messenger of emotions no one asked me to deliver. Gargi, the overthinking queen with a heart that blushes before her face does. Pulkit, the storm-cloud inspector who suddenly forgets how to function like a normal human when she's around. Add one matchmaking mission disguised as "just a meeting," a house full of relatives who smell romance like sharks smell blood, and a love story determined to unfold whether the leads cooperate or not. This isn't just boy-meets-girl. This is boy-meets-girl-and-both-their-families-immediately-start-planning-the-wedding. A tale of accidental beginnings, uncontrollable chemistry, and two people who keep pretending they're not falling while the rest of us take front-row seats to the most entertaining slow-burn romance of the year. So welcome to the madness. My madness. Their madness.

I cradled him tenderly against my chest, his tears falling into the gentle folds of my kurta's neckline. "Nayan," I whispered. He only tightened his grasp on my waist, his silence speaking volumes. The thought of revealing my knowledge of his love, the woman who had long held my husband's heart, felt suffocating. But I remained silent, savoring the warmth of our first tender touch, our first embrace, as I held him to his vulnerability.

Skylar Rowan is a kind, beautiful and smart sixteen-year-old that just wants to graduate high school, go to a good college and have a successful life. When an opportunity presents her a chance to go to the best high school in the state she has to take it. Mountain Brook Preparatory Academy is filled with high-class teenagers who have been given everything they ever want, which is the exact opposite of Skylars life. When Skylar runs into Luca Reid, the popular, bad boy, quarterback of MBPA, she is thrown into the world of the high class, private school world. ***

Devvrat Riachand: a businessman, he is rich and famous. He is 45 years old and is single. He has spent his life taking care of his family. Vidhi sharma: she is a lower middle class girl. She is a student. She is 21 years old right now. She loves her family a lot. let's see how they meet and what is in store for them.

This story is about Zoya and Aryaan. On the day of her wedding, Zoya finds out a disturbing truth about her parents' death. A series of events take place, misunderstanding after misunderstanding, which results in her losing her child and her husband getting remarried. What are the misunderstandings, though? And will she ever forgive her husband and return to him, or are the misunderstandings so grave that they can't be forgiven?

"Then I'll see your face I know I'm finally yours; I find everything I thought I lost before; You call my name I come to you in pieces So you can make me whole..." 'MUSIC IS FOR LIFE', they say. WHAT ABOUT THE AFTERLIFE? Daniyal Hasan, 19, is nowhere near redemption. Born to a Pakistani father and a convert Irish mother, he has strange blood flowing in his veins. He drinks, parties when there's money in his pockets, is into sleeping around and often occurring club brawls. Since his mom died when he was 10, the only family he has left is his father, who is, ironically, never there for him. His life is hell ever since his father re-married a British woman, who is only after his million pounds Financial Solutions firm. His guitar is his sole solace. Having a gifted voice, he distracts himself (ironically) from his life by singing in shady bars, doing small gigs here and there and earning some cash along the way. Who knows when that dad of his goes bonkers again?! ❣ Hidayah Ali, a decidedly pretty Indian girl, has recently come to St. Patricks High, Manchester as an exchange program student. Coming from a typical, Indian middle-class family, making a grand career is uppermost in her mind. She tries to hold firm to her religion, keyword being 'try', and has a veil on when in public. But like our hero, she isn't perfect either. Even though she knows it's haram, she has a weak spot for music; sitar and piano being her favorite instruments. She even sings a bit to her sister and friend, promising to leave everything after high school. Will the two ever get out of this vortex of sins and find a place in their hearts for each other? Read on to find out... Cover credits: soundthealarm

He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.

He is rich She is middle class He is arrogant She is humble He is handsome She is beautiful He is confident She is nervous What will happen when they cross each others path? To know journey of their love peep inside❤.

Bound by a promise neither of them made, She became his shelter; he became her storm. In a world that turned its back on them, Eshanv and Vrishti found home in each other's shadows. But the deeper they fall, the closer they drift toward truths that could shatter everything. Because sometimes, love doesn't heal- it haunts. And yet... in his silence, she found music. In her chaos, he found calm. What began in ruin... might just end in forever. VRISHTI ROY X ESHANV RAWAL (It will contain hindi-english dialogues)

Keep the Aspidistra Flying, first published in 1936, is a socially critical novel by George Orwell. It is set in 1930s London. The main theme is Gordon Comstock's romantic ambition to defy worship of the money-god and status, and the dismal life that results.

Forever Instead Love Without Edits Avyukta never dreamt of sitting in her cousin's place on the wedding day, yet fate had other plans. In one moment, she became the bride, stepping into a life she never chose. On the other side stood Vaidit-responsible, calm, carrying the weight of being the eldest son. Their worlds couldn't be more different-her chaos and dreams, his order and duty. Thrown together by circumstances, they must learn to share not just a roof but also trust, silence, and unspoken promises. It isn't a fairytale with perfect edges, but a story of finding love in flaws, in small gestures, in family banter, and in struggles that make them human. Because this isn't a grand palace tale-it's a middle-class story. A story of two imperfect people, bound by society yet discovering a bond that feels like home. They weren't perfect for each other-just perfect together. WRITTEN BY ~dreamyyypluto

"I fucking hate you " she yelled at him in frustration. " Oh , deffenetely you do!" He said in calm voice but his eyes looked far from calm. " I said , fucking stay away from me or it won't be good for you" she yelled again as he pinned her on his rooms Wall " Before he can say more there was a voice, came from the other side of the door. " Yuvranii!" She started to struggle in his grip , trying to escape his grip which was now on her waist and said while struggling , she looked at him with angry eyes , but to him she was only being cute in another way. And he whispered in her ear in seductive way while sliding her strand of hair behind her ear. "Say something , yuvrani!" She suddenly came out of her thoughts.and replied "Haan!?" " Yuvranii ! Maharani ne apke upasthiti ka aadesh Diya hai " ( Crown princess!,the queen has commanded your presence To which she replied " Haan, ham aa rahe hain" ( Yeah , I am coming) ............. The story believes in parallel universe and past life theories. Age gap Smuts The story will start from slow burn then turn into dark romance. I will use songs in some emotional senerios