Purity Stories

She likes cappuccinos. He likes chai in steel tumblers. She knows hospital corridors. He knows mountain trails. Adrija Pandey has spent her whole life in Dehradun - surrounded by city chaos and the comfort of knowing every street by heart. She's a doctor, certain her love story will be nothing like the small-town romances her mother keeps hinting at. Agastya Joshi is an Indian Army officer from the quiet hills of Almora - the kind of man who can fix a roof in the rain, find the sweetest kaafal on the slopes, and loves to sleep under a sky full of stars. He's as theth pahadi as they come... and the last person Adrija expects to be paired with for an arranged marriage. But when two worlds - lattes and laaltains , collide and sparks fly in the most unexpected ways. Between misunderstandings, stolen glances, family drama, and the unmistakable charm of the mountains, Adrija begins to wonder... Maybe love isn't about where you're from. Maybe it's about where you're meant to belong. Now, between lattes and laaltains, Adrija must figure out if opposites just clash... or if they fall in love. "You belong in the city, Adrija." "Then why do the mountains feel like home... when you're there?" *********************************************** "So... where do we fit? In your city cafes or my mountain nights?" "Somewhere in between, Agastya...𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙖𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨."

Eight Hearts, Four love stories, One found Family Daira Sharma, Aarilan Sharma, Miraya Kapoor, Nivaansh Sharma, Maitreyi Nair, Ruaan Malhotra, Eraya Kapoor, and Vardan Malhotra never meant to become more than classmates, seniors, juniors, and familiar faces in the same space. Yet somewhere between shared responsibilities, unspoken feelings, late evenings, and growing trust, their lives quietly begin to intertwine. Daira is focused, disciplined, and determined to keep her future on track, while Aarilan hides his uncertainties behind music and a careless smile. Miraya masks her fears with confidence and humor, and Nivaansh pretends he doesn't care as deeply as he does. Maitreyi lives for control and perfection, while Ruaan thrives on competition and image. Eraya carries calm maturity, and Vardan observes the world from a careful distance. As friendships form, tensions rise, and feelings grow in ways none of them planned, boundaries blur between rivals, best friends, seniors, and juniors. Love doesn't arrive all at once-it builds slowly, in glances that linger, silences that grow comfortable, arguments that mean more than they should, and moments of loyalty that change everything. What begins as a group of loosely connected students slowly turns into something deeper-a chosen family bound by shared struggles, quiet support, and love that grows when no one is looking. A slow-burn, multi-couple romance about connection, growth, and finding home in people who were once strangers.

"Who could have imagined that two hearts forever at odds, colliding at every turn, would one day fall deeply, irrevocably in love - and become the safest haven for each other's storms?" *** Adrisha Mishra was simply living her life - studying what she loved, pursuing Aerospace Engineering at one of Delhi's most esteemed institutions, learning and laughing with her friends, and racing toward her dreams. Everything was falling perfectly into place... until one ordinary day, her father dropped an unexpected bombshell: she was getting married. And the groom was none other than Eshaanth Raichand - her best friend's brother, the one man she couldn't tolerate for even a minute. Adrisha and Eshaanth meant absolute chaos; all they ever did was clash. She tried every possible trick to break the marriage - shouting, crying, giving the cold shoulder - yet her father didn't waver. So she redirected all her efforts toward Eshaanth. She pretended to be a gold digger, embarrassed him publicly, made his days as frustrating as possible... but he still didn't back down. And with resentment simmering inside her, she married him, determined to turn his life into hell. But fate had a different script. Just when they were struggling to navigate their unwanted marriage, everything shattered - her father was shot, her life was suddenly at risk, and her best friend was gone. Adrisha was thrown into a maze of grief and danger... until Eshaanth slowly began to step closer. With threats closing in from all sides, the marriage that once felt like a burden gradually became her shelter. Their arguments softened into conversations, their resentment dissolved into understanding, and somewhere between chaos and survival, they stumbled upon something unexpected - each other. But will this tender, growing love withstand the weight of responsibilities, secrets, and sorrow? Or will it be swept away by the storm that surrounds them?

The story revolves around the year 1990. Madhu Gupta, 20 years old girl married to a simple man from a village. Ravi Aggarwal 27, isn't rich. He doesn't have a flashy car or a luxurious house. But he has something money can't buy -- honesty, warmth, and a heart that's all his own. Madhu comes from a world of comfort, expectations, and rules. But life has a way of turning the page when you least expect it. Can a girl from a good family survive, adapt, and maybe even love the simplicity she never imagined? A story of love, courage, and the twists life throws when you least expect them.

dance of fire and rain

"She loved him like it was devotion." "He believed her like it was fate." She entered his house as a bride. She entered his world as a lie. And she served the nation in silence. Vartika Rathore is not just a reluctant bride bound by an old political alliance-she is a covert RAW HUMINT officer, trained to read people, manipulate perceptions, and survive inside enemy territory without leaving a trace. Her marriage into the powerful Rajvansh family is not destiny alone; it is a mission. Devansh Rajvansh is cold, dominant, and dangerously perceptive. To the world, he is a ruthless heir with an iron grip on legacy and power. To Vartika, he is the most unpredictable variable in an already lethal assignment-a man whose silence watches too closely, whose control hides suspicion, and whose presence threatens to unravel her cover. Their marriage is a carefully constructed illusion- rituals masking surveillance, vows hiding secrets, intimacy replaced by calculated distance. But living under the same roof blurs lines RAW never warned her about. Because Devansh is not just a husband she must endure- he is a man who can sense deception, who challenges her authority without knowing it, and who might destroy her mission simply by looking too closely. As political vendettas, buried intelligence, and national threats begin to surface, Vartika is forced to balance two impossible roles: a wife expected to submit-and an officer trained to dominate information. In a world where truth is the most dangerous weapon, what happens when the woman sworn to protect the nation falls into a war with the man she was sent to watch? This is a story of power, identity, quiet rebellion, and a marriage built on secrets- where love is not planned, loyalty is tested, and the most dangerous mission is staying undiscovered.

She believed in God. She just wasn't sure she believed in love anymore. After heart break and what she felt were unanswered prayers, she learnt to guard her heart even from hope. Then he arrived; steady, intentional, and willing to move with what God was shaping. Love in His Timing is not just a romance story, it's a journey of hope, patience and divine orchestration. A faith filled love story that will keep you turning pages late into the night. Want to read the full or support this author? https://selar.com/m/latoya-kayandulila1

He saw her for the first time on her birthday. She never knew about his feelings. Years passed-same school, same university-but he never found the words. This is the story of a quiet love, unspoken and unwavering. A boy who waited. And a girl who never knew she was being waited for...🦋 ***************************************** She opened the box slowly, dust rising from its lid. Inside, neatly stacked, were envelopes. Dozens of them. Each one marked in the same familiar handwriting. "Isha - Happy birthday! ❤️" She blinked, her fingers trembling as she picked one. Inside was a card-simple, handmade. Tucked with it, a folded note. A letter. "I don't know if I'll ever have the courage to give you this. But if I do... happy birthday, Isha. I think I've loved you since the day you walked past me, smiling at everyone but me." She pulled out another envelope. Same card. Same quiet confession. Year after year. Her eyes welled up. He had written to her every birthday. He had loved her-through years, through silence, through time. And not once had he asked for anything in return. She turned to Siddharth, who stood quietly at the door, watching her find his years of longing-one envelope at a time. "You waited this long...?" she whispered. He moved to her and wiped her tears, looked at her with that same old softness in his eyes. "I was waiting for a day when... you'd look at me the way I've looked at you all these years." ***************************************** Join me on this journey to uncover the depths of love and longing...🎀

𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐃𝐑𝐄, a pure, innocent beauty, her light shining brightly in a world that sometimes feels dark, 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐍, a cold-hearted enigma, a man of few words whose icy exterior hides a turbulent past. His world changes when he encounters Indiya, a girl whose innocence and purity stand in stark contrast to his guarded nature. As they navigate the complexities of high school life together, James finds himself drawn to Indiya's warmth and kindness, thawing his cold exterior. But their budding romance faces challenges from both within and outside their social circles, testing the strength of their love and their ability to stay true to themselves amidst the chaos of adolescence.

𝙘𝙤𝙤𝙠-𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙭 𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙚 . "𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲" Future project.

This is a story that will show you how two different paths ultimately connect you both.In this story, you will get to know about Vani and Nirvaan, how they changed their lives and how they met each other.How can two strangers be created by God to live together?

तुझमें रब दिखता है, यारा, मैं क्या करूँ? सज्दे सर झुकता है, यारा, मैं क्या करूँ?|| "You see Shiv Parvati as the ideal couple, right?" Rishaan asked softly. "Yes," she replied. "Their love, their devotion, the bond they share that purity is what I crave." Slowly, reverently, he sank to one knee. Her breath hitched. He took her hands, pressing his forehead gently against her palms. "I know I'm not divine he is the Supreme God. I'm not even a speck at his feet. But devotion can be human too. So let me be devoted to you the way Shivji is to Parvati Maa" he whispered. His voice grew firmer, filled with quiet intensity. "If he destroys evil to protect his world, I'll destroy anything that dares to hurt you because you are my world, Shivika." He lifted his head, his eyes burning with sincerity. "Let me be your protector, your safe place, your constant. My devotion is yours." Tears slid down her cheeks-not of fear, but of relief and hope. She stepped closer, tightening her grip around his hands. "If you're truly devoted... I'll let you in." Rishaan bowed again, resting his forehead against hers. "I'll spend my life making sure this devotion never breaks. You are my world. My devotion. My everything." In that sacred moment, it felt as though the universe itself had paused silently blessing two hearts that had finally found each other.

It is a forbidden love where she loved him silently for two years, after just one fleeting glimpse . One look was enough for her heart to choose him forever. "Sirf ek jhalak ne hi usse apna bana liya, phir do saal tak woh usi ek nazar ke sahare jeeti rahi." 🌸 He was never interested in love, emotions, or promises . Feelings were never his world-until he looked into her eyes . Something about them disturbed his calm and softened his heart. "Usne pyaar chaha hi nahi tha kabhi, par uski aankhon ne usse mehsoos karna sikha diya." 🤍 They both knew the truth they couldn't escape-different castes, strict families, and a society that fears love . "Mohabbat dono taraf se sacchi thi, par duniya dono ke khilaaf thi." 💔 Still, she waited with devotion, and he slowly learned to care 🕊️. "Woh chup chaap usse chahti rahi, aur woh bina kahe uska ho gaya." ✨ Now the questions remain... Will destiny let them meet again? 🌙 Will their families accept what society forbids? Or will this love stay unfinished- "Kabhi kabhi pyaar mil jaata hai, par use jeene ki ijazat nahi milti." 🥀

जानम, देख लो, मिट गईं दूरियाँ मैं यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ कैसी सरहदें? कैसी मजबूरियाँ? मैं यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ ~ सुन सको तो सुनो धड़कनों की ज़बाँ मैं यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ कैसी सरहदें? कैसी मजबूरियाँ? मैं यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ हूँ, यहाँ ~ ~Drishti "Love, for me, is devotion. I cannot see him, but my heart recognizes him the way a prayer recognizes its own peace. Love is trusting his voice in every silence, holding his hand as if it is the only light I know. It is the faith that even in darkness, his presence will guide me home. People say love begins with sight but mine begins with surrender, with believing in someone I have never seen yet feel in every heartbeat. For me, love is sacred, a quiet promise to stay, to trust, to belong. And if this is devotion... then I live my whole life loving him. ~Ekaksh "Drishti... If your love is devotion, then mine is gratitude - gratitude that God trusted me with a heart as pure as yours. You say you can't see me, but you don't need to. Because every time you hold my hand, I feel seen in a way I never have before. You walk through darkness with faith... and that faith makes me stronger. You call my presence your light, but the truth is you are the reason I know what love truly is. If love is sacred for you, then for me, you are sacred. Your trust is my prayer, your heartbeat is my peace, and your devotion... that is my entire world.

A normal girl protagonist of her own life encounters a stranger which she describes in her dear diary. She goes through different phases of love. This book is a sneak peak through her diary, through her emotions. It is a short and fictional story.

she wasn't broken just tired of fighting battles nobody ever saw. in a world that judged her voice, her choices, her silence , she learned to survive by holding every wound inside her heart . love was never her priority , until destiny placed him in front of her . her unpredictable therapist 💓🧿✨ he wasn't a prince of fairy tale he was calm , quiet , and simple the kind of man who understands her pain without any explanation . A journey where love isn't loud or dramatic. it's just soft , pure and deep .

In the crowded streets of Mumbai, under the blinding lights of stadiums, and across the quiet, digital corridors of online spaces, two lives are destined to collide. Dhruv Rathore, Jaipur's golden boy of cricket, is celebrated for his skill on the field, yet he carries a world of expectations and a heart that barely lets anyone in. Devankhi Bose, a talented software engineer from Kolkata, admires him from afar, her life a careful balance of ambition, humor, and the quiet pain of a fractured family. When fate draws them together-sometimes in a stadium buzzing with fans, sometimes in the anonymity of an online chat-they find themselves caught between admiration and attraction, past and present, longing and hesitation. Amid laughter, teasing banter, and stolen glances, a slow-burning connection sparks. But life is never simple: secrets linger, family shadows stretch long, and the heart often has to choose between love and safety. This is a story of love that grows in the smallest, unexpected moments-between cricket matches and office deadlines, jokes and silences, dreams and doubts. It is a tale of two people learning to trust, to laugh, to fight, and ultimately, to find home in each other, even when the world seems determined to keep them apart.

Isha -"tujhe jeet jeet vaarun, mai praan praan vaaru." Shivansh-"tu jo choole pyaar se, araam se mit jaaun." He was the discipline of dawn. She was the prayer of dusk. He stood in devotion. She knelt in faith. When he walked, the earth bowed; when she smiled, the universe exhaled. He was the soldier who worshipped the soil he bled for, and she was the girl who turned pain into worship. What began as innocence, bloomed into surrender. What began as silence, became Shiv Sakti , a love that wasn't about possession, but about becoming one in devotion.

"Jispe rakhe tumne qadam, ab se mera bhee raasta hai Jaise mera tumse koyi pichley janam ka vaastaa hai....." ~Intertwined Hearts....💖 _____________________________________________ SHIV PATHAK - A very strict and shy boy studying in Grade 12th. A bright student and headboy of the school and always praised by the teachers. A hearthrob but his only focus was on studies and he wanted to serve for his country and nation. His only dream was to join Indian Airforce and do something for his country. PRIYA SHARMA - A bubbly and kind girl studying in Grade 11th. An average student doing only mischieves and always scolded by the teachers. A Bibliophile who loves to read books and a dancer who wants a love story like novels. Her dream is to become an aspiring writer and writing her novels. ....................................................................................... Read the whole story to know their beautiful journey and the hardships they faced.

Hello guys, the story is based on college romance and it's a happy to go lucky story. Aisha- She is a bubbly girl who lives with her parents. She recently joined college where she does not know anyone and then she stumbled upon the main lead of the story. Suhaib- He is an grumpy man who does not smile but loves his family a lot . He is only comfortable around his siblings and does not show any emotions. Until, he stumbles upon his Jaan-e- dushman whom he doesn't like in the beginning but ofcourse falls in love with her . The story is purely based on my imagination and it has nothing to do with the religion or the culture. Under editing(June 27th)