Pastandpresent Stories

She found comfort in history-in stories that felt more real than her present. Until one moment changed everything. What happens when the past stops being something you read... and becomes something you live? As time begins to unravel, Aaradhya is forced to face truths buried in silence-about who she is, where she belongs, and what was always meant to be. Because some stories aren't written. They are remembered.

Years ago, they were each other's whole world-effortless, certain, and unbreakable. Every dream began with us, every ending felt like forever. But life has a quiet way of rewriting promises. Now, they live separate lives, carrying on with what they chose... or what they lost. Time has moved forward, as it always does, yet something within them remains untouched-unfinished. In fleeting moments, in familiar songs, in the silence between heartbeats, the past returns. Not as regret, but as a question. Because some loves don't end. They linger. They echo. And when two people who once meant everything cross paths again... will they walk away, or finally finish the story they left behind?

Stella Lupei is a sharp, successful business icon by day and a mysterious investigator by night - cold, guarded, and determined to stay that way. But when old shadows resurface, she goes back in time to where the story began for the first time. A story of a heart that learned to build walls young, and the moments that made her who she is today. From the present she fights to control, to the innocent past she tried so hard to forget.

Roman Cole is dead. And Natalia Delgado is the last person who should care. Twelve years ago, he walked out of her life without a word,leaving her with nothing but scars, silence and a past she tried to bury. Now he's a headline,a body,a mystery she never asked to be part of. Marianne Cole was supposed to have a future. A husband,a child, a life of stability. Until the night everything was taken from her. When fear starts creeping into her home and the truth won't stay hidden, Marianne follows the only lead she has left-an old photograph and a name she was never meant to need. Natalia. A broken private investigator with a past she can't outrun. A woman who knows what it means to lose everything. Two women. One dead man. And a truth that should have stayed buried. Because Roman didn't just die. He was silenced. And whoever killed him... is coming for them next.

He looked like someone who had everything under control. She looked like someone still trying to figure things out. A story about friendship, secrets, and the things we never said- and the consequences of everything we felt but never dared to admit. Samantha Carter has spent years pretending she's strong enough to handle everything on her own. But when her past begins to catch up with her, the walls she built start to crack. Adam Williamson has never been good with words. He doesn't explain. He doesn't confess. But when it comes to Samantha, his silence begins to say too much. Between unspoken feelings, dangerous misunderstandings, and a past that refuses to stay buried... some bonds are impossible to break. And some choices come with consequences no one is ready for.

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 thought it was just a phase. A quiet, fleeting feeling she would outgrow with time. And she did. Or at least... she believed she had. Until six years later, on an ordinary day, she walked into a classroom- and saw him again. Same face. Same voice. Same calm presence that once meant everything... without ever meaning anything at all. Now he stands in front of her as her professor. And she sits there like just another student. He doesn't remember. She never forgot. Some feelings don't fade. They just wait.

Sometimes we make mistakes in the past that cannot be forgotten, no matter how much we apologize, there is no forgiveness for those mistakes and Jungkook has made some such mistakes due to which he is dying a little inside every day but he is not getting forgiveness from that one person. But the past can never be irreparable. Hello dear readers this is my first Taekook fanfiction, I hope you like it and support me. In this story you guys found everything love, hate, revenge, betrayal, friendship etc. So get ready for a thrilling journey. And a very important thing is that this is not a fluff, who want fluff, leave it it's not your cup of tea friend Top- Jeon Jungkook Bottom- Kim Taehyung

Some stories don't begin with love... and don't end with closure. They live quietly in between - in unsaid words, misunderstood moments, and memories that refuse to fade. One silence that stayed longer than it should have.It was never named. Never confessed. Never fully understood. Yet it stayed - in glances, in pauses, in things left unsaid.

At a lavish wedding inside the ancient Khurana Haveli, wedding planner Tara Gupta senses something far darker than celebration - the spirit of Myra Malhotra, the bride who died in red on her wedding night, still haunts those walls. What was once called a suicide was, in truth, a betrayal. Now, as love and fear intertwine, Tara and Advik Khurana are drawn into a chilling mystery where the past refuses to rest... and the bride in red is back to finish her story. I am the author of this story

Blurb: JC Estrella was your typical prim-and-proper, girl-next-door junior from an exclusive all-girls school. She always played it safe, always followed the rules, and never really stepped out of her comfort zone. She excelled in anything creative-drawing, painting, doodling in the margins of her notebook-but when it came to math? A major struggle. Numbers stressed her out, equations terrified her, and solving for x felt like a personal attack. At least... that was seventeen years ago-back when taking risks was the last thing on her list. Mikee Manahan was your typical hunk-next-door senior from an exclusive all-boys school. Captain of the soccer team, a consistent honor student, and annoyingly good at everything. Looks? Check. Brains? Check. Charm? Unfortunately, check. Yes, he could be a bit of a snob-but somehow, it only made him even more intriguing. At least... that was seventeen years ago-when he met the girl next door. Who would've thought that after all those years, they'd run into each other again? The former girl-next-door now wearing a skimpy top and short, ripped shorts. The former hunk-next-door... carrying a little girl in his arms. One unexpected encounter. One old diary, tucked away for seventeen years. And one question JC never really answered: "What really happened... and why does it feel like it's still not over?" So let's go back- back to the '90s, when crushes were low-key, playlists were on cassette tapes, and handwritten notes meant everything. Back to first loves, missed chances, and feelings that refused to stay in the past. Because one thing was clear... her diary was proof that once upon a time, there was a Once Upon an Us.

Music was supposed to be her escape. Instead, it reminded thea of everything she lost some memories never fade, some bonds never break but can the past ever truly let go?

Zarriah Ciel Santillan thought love was something steady. Like sunlight you could trust to stay. But somewhere between what once felt warm and what quietly refused to leave, everything blurred. Now, she stands in the middle of something she doesn't understand. Torn between a memory that still feels like home and a presence that lingers like a shadow she can't escape. Because not all love announces itself. Some love waits in silence. Some love stays... even when it's unseen. And sometimes, the heart reaches for the light- only to realize it was the quiet that never left. Somewhere in between, she begins to wonder, which kind of love was real all along?

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Y/N is the light in Eun-gyeol's life-the only one who truly sees him and the only one who knows the music hidden in his heart. She's his closest friend, his secret keeper, and the girl he silently loves. But when a mysterious twist of fate sends them both to the past, Y/N uncovers the heartbreaking truth about her abusive father and the secrets buried in time. With music as their guide, she and Eun-gyeol must navigate love, pain, and the melodies that connect them all. Can they change the course of fate, or will history repeat itself? 🎸💫 A Twinkling Watermelon fanfiction with a unique twist-featuring Y/N as a part of Eun-gyeol's journey!

"Jis din dua bhi khamosh ho jaaye, us din insaan ya toh toot jaata hai... ya badal jaata hai." Manek Randhawa was once a man whose life revolved around faith. God was his strength, his hope, his answer to everything. He believed that as long as he prayed, nothing truly bad could happen. But the night his girlfriend Aradhya died while giving birth to their daughter changed him forever. That night, Manek begged God with everything he had. When no miracle came, his faith collapsed. From that day on, Manek stopped believing-not in life, but in God. His daughter became his only reason to live, his only love, his only prayer. He built his world around her, protecting her with fierce devotion while keeping his own heart closed. Years later, when his daughter struggles with mathematics, Manek hires a private tutor, Madhurani Shekhawat. Soft-spoken, gentle, and warm, Madhurani unknowingly reminds him of Aradhya. Her presence awakens memories he tried to bury, stirring anger, grief, and emotions he refuses to name. This is a story of loss, silent pain, and a man standing between faith he lost and healing he never believed in.

Aiden built an empire out of stories. As CEO and founder of NediA® Pictures, he turns bestselling novels into films the world falls in love with. In the public eye, he is successful and untouchable. In private, he is still haunted by Elia. When a mysterious bestselling author known only as Miss E begins to feel dangerously familiar, the line between fiction and memory starts to blur. Some stories refuse to stay on the page. Some names are not meant to remain hidden. Will Aiden find his way back to Elia? And who is Miss E, really? Miss E: Love Rewritten Book Two of She Chose Herself.

They loved each other in a way that didn't fade-even when everything else did. Six years of memories, two years of pretending it meant nothing... and now, the same roof, the same silence, the same hearts that still beat for each other. She hides her love behind cold words. He hides his behind a sacrifice she was never meant to understand. But love like theirs doesn't break... it lingers, it aches, it finds its way back. Darsh ♡ Vaani

In a world of wealth and Power. One Woman Name Francess Kalaiah Vargaza is a Heiress into a Powerful wealthy family "Vargaza". A rich girl from a wealthy family full of secrets, and mystery. Many people Envy her, however. Due to her Bad attitude, being a spoiled brat mean and stubborn girl. Her father makes a Big decision to send her to their Hacienda to change her Ways, As Her Father Hires a Secret Private bodyguard to keep a close eye on her their path will cross. A new beginning, a New chapter unfolds, will Kalaiah's Perspective and behavior change? With the New people entering her life? Many secrets Will unfolds, and A New War is About to begin.

Her Fate, His Past Ameera Verma grew up believing she was an orphan-left behind, forgotten, and disconnected from a past she never knew. She learned to create happiness for others, even while carrying a quiet emptiness she couldn't explain. Anish Rao was raised in a house of discipline and unspoken truths. As the eldest, responsibility shaped him early, along with memories he chose never to revisit. Some pasts are not forgotten-they are simply buried. When their paths cross, it feels ordinary. Almost accidental. But some houses remember what people try to forget. As silent secrets linger and truths remain hidden beneath calm surfaces, fate begins to move in ways neither of them expect. What starts as a coincidence slowly hints at something deeper-something unfinished. Some stories don't ask to be uncovered. Some truths don't knock. They wait quietly.