Historias de Realization

"Having a sister is a blessing but maybe some people are not able to understand it" Everything was fine before their parents died, and everything changed. Not because they were dead cause still they were each other's support after that also but one day their faiths changed. Two brothers fell apart from their sister who loved them by her whole heart.nothing but a misunderstanding ruined the love they has for their sister, Aiza. On the other hand there are the cousins who are more like real siblings to them. And in that there's one more sister who the brothers love alot. Seeing the brothers loving there cousin, even though she didn't mind it as she loves her sister too, but still she felt worthless thinking that maybe their love isn't in her faith anymore. what will happen when she gives up on them?what will happen when she gets fed up from their ignorance? will she finally confront them? will she be able to let out her emotions? Get into the book to find out how they'll realise their mistakes and will let out the love they have for her. A family journey with alot of fun,fights and realisations. The urdu/hindi dialogues will not be translated in english, so please don't mind that. Picture's used in this book are not mine,credit goes to the owners,but the story line is mine so kindly do not copy. Enjoy!

Some people come into our lives for only a little while... yet leave a place in our hearts forever."

"A bond shattered by silence" is the words that describes the malik siblings perfectly. Zaima's brother blamed her for something she didn't do, but she didn't say anything in her defence. Her love for him didn't allow her to answer him back, the respect for him was what she always kept first. Even above her own feelings and turmoil. She choose silence on his cruel words, and that silence broke her from inside. But will she ever let it show? Probably no. Not to her other brothers, not to her choti mama, not even to her baba. Because she believed no one could stop her pain other than the brother himself. But is that possible when the only thing he shows her is how to be a sister who tolerates his every harsh word, every shout, and every smallest blame. It all started from the time zaima was born, perhaps only because her mother didn't want a girl child. But faith have its own ways and it came upon her before she could even understand what was a mothers love. Her mother died, but her cruelties stayed in her mind. Her baba left the country with her bhai, and now she was only left with her other brothers, her uncle and aunt, and her elder brother. who didn't know how to show care for her just because their mother told him to stay away from her. How long will it be till the brother realises what his sister goes through everyday just because he couldn't show proper love and care to her? How long will it take for him to know what the sister is hiding from him which will break him completely. Get into the book to find out how will zaima finally get tired of his harshness and ignorance and chose her feelings over her brother's. A family journey with alot of fun, fights and realisations. The urdu/hindi dialogues will not be translated in english, so please don't mind that. Picture's used in this book are not mine,credit goes to the owners,but the story line is mine so kindly do not copy. Enjoy!

DON'T JUDGE MY CHARACTERS JUST BY READING THIS SYNOPSIS, THERE'S MORE THAN THIS IN MY STORY AND REMEMBER WHILE YOU ARE READING THAT MY CHARACTERS HAVE FLAWS BUT THEY HAVE A SOLID REASON OR TRAUMA FOR THAT. GIVE IT A TRY IF YOU WANT TO TRUST ON ME, YOU'LL NOT REGRET YOUR DECISION, TRUST ME🙏🏻😇💗🧿 _________________________________________ "is it mine?" His words shattered her and her character in a minute. She was so excited to share this news to him for becoming father but his words made her feel disgusted and characterless. "What are you saying? You are d.. doubting on me" She said but left the room without giving her any reply _________________________________________ "You killed her, get lost from my life. I don't want to see your face just go away" Her words were like small needles which pierced his heart badly but he deserves it and he knew that. "Please Gajra, give me a chance please don't leave me, don't abdon me" He begged kneeling infront of her, but she showed no emotions to him. _________________________________________ "Sorry, we failed" Doctor's word made her collapsed on floor. No this can't happen he didn't left her, left her child. He can't do this, he needs to earn forgiveness, he can't ran away but it was too late. _________________________________________ INTRODUCING LEADS Poonam Chaudhary, a girl from a middle class family got married to the guy who scares her to the core. Kaushal Mishra, husband of Poonam and possessed by her eyes from the moment he saw her for the first time. Both are dealing with past traumas and pain. Will they find solace in each other's company or their hearts will be broken again? Will they both have a beautiful life together or their relationship will end on a heartbreaking point? . . . . . . Started:- 10-7-2024 Ended:- 02-12-2024

I thought I had to fix myself first. But healing is a journey without end. This journal is for anyone who's ever felt lost, broken, or tired of pretending to be okay-yet keeps searching for meaning in their pain and finding ways to heal and grow. It's for those who find comfort in reading someone else's heart and realize, "Hey, that's me too." In I Was Here: A Bipolar Diary, Yana opens the pages of her life with raw honesty - one entry at a time. In this non-fiction journal, blending the intimacy of a diary and the openness of a blog, Yana shares deep thoughts, realizations, and reflections about growth, faith, and the quiet lessons found in ordinary days. While Yana lives with bipolar disorder, this is not just about the illness - it's about life itself: the love, the heartbreaks, the stillness, the learning, and the moments of depression that teach her how to rise again. Each diary entry reads like a late-night conversation between two souls trying to make sense of the world. It's a memoir that gently reminds you that your story - no matter how flawed or unfinished-is still worthy of being told.

The Lawyer's Contract Wife is a compelling tale of ambition, mystery, and love set against the backdrop of two very different worlds. Daksh Kapoor, a rising star in the legal world, is bound by the weight of family legacy and expectations. As an assistant lawyer working under his esteemed boss, Advocate Rakesh Chopra, Daksh's life appears perfect from the outside. But beneath the surface, the shadows of his past and a growing storm threaten everything he's worked for. On the other side of the story is Vartika, a 26-year-old doctor with no surname, whose life has been shaped by an enigmatic past. Raised in the Serenity Springs orphanage by the loving and devoted Madhav Gupta, Vartika has grown into a compassionate woman determined to heal others. Yet, the secrets surrounding her origins-a bloodstained past and a night spent crying at a temple-are questions she's never dared to face. As their paths intertwine, Vartika and Daksh are pulled into a web of fate that challenges their careers, their families, and the quiet mysteries of their pasts. In a world where nothing is as it seems, both must confront the shadows that have lingered over them for years-and discover what happens when the truths they've hidden come to light. Daksh X Vartika Lawyer⚖️ X Doctor🥼 Analytical X Empathetic Persuasive X Problem-Solver Detail-Oriented X Resilient Protective X Pragmatic Tenacious X Independent ~ Meera_wrts

Some stories are never meant to end. Somehow, they always find their way back. Years after life tore them apart, Ashutosh finds Ahana again. She's no longer the carefree girl he once knew, and he's no longer willing to let fate decide their story. As old memories resurface and hidden wounds begin to heal, Ashutosh must decide whether to risk everything for the girl he's loved for years-or watch her slip away for the second time. A story about first love, second chances, and finding home in the people you never truly stopped loving. Book Two of the Lost series. Can be read as a standalone.

for the ones that were told they were either "too much" or "not enough" for someone to stay. You will always be and have been enough. a collection of short and long poems and occasional updates. "Sorrys are just something you say to avoid doing anything different or better." - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐄𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬, Sunyi Dean ‼️𝐓𝐖‼️ contains hard topics including a mention of SA & SH. Amongst other things. I am a poet I write what I think. I write what I love, hate, and everything in between. I am weakest in my writing if you don't enjoy it that is not my problem. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 | 1/1/23 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 | 4th in poetry 6th in poetrycollection 10th in suicideprevention 1st in vending 5th in poem 7th in shortpoem 4th in venting 3rd in rants .♡︎.

I lowered my gaze and looked at the ground, as if it were the most beautiful thing in the world. Its color was purely white, the complete opposite of the dark aura radiating from their lord. He was not very old, yet not too young to be a ruler. His age didn't seem far from mine-but then I reminded myself that looks could be deceiving. He observed me with his icy blue eyes, looking at me slowly from head to toe. His right hand rested on the arm of his huge black chair, while his other hand held a small fae-Zerel. Zerel's teeth were visible as he smiled widely at me, then turned his grin toward his lord-Lord Kaelen. "Who is this lady?" Lord Kaelen asked Satoru. "An elf, my lord," he said proudly. "I know she is an elf. Even from miles away, I could tell what she is." Lord Kaelen groaned at the goblin.

Thoughts cloud my mind. I find a pen and paper to be a welcome escape.

Leave alone.

A girl who lived in everyone's heart even after dying. _"Woh mar gayi... par kahaani khatam nahi hui. Kyunki kuch mautein sawal banti hain... aur kuch mohabbatein sazaa. Diary khulegi, raaz niklenge, aur 'apne' benaqaab honge. Welcome to Ishq-wo-Muhabbat... Jahan har aansu ke peeche ek gunah chupa hai."_ #murdermystery #guilt #hiddensecrets #indianwriter #teenfiction #urduadab #sad #emotional.

(ORIGINAL CHARACTERS BELONG TO QWELVER ON ROBLOX, YT, TWITTER {?} AND DISCORD) first time publishing a story AAAA anyways, this is a human AU of Dandy's world that involves Dyle and Goob as the main focus. Dyle and Goob weren't always in this relationship, but what happens when the other lethal discovers the twos hidden love? (fluffytrain/plushiewatch aaa) TW: Sh, mentions of suicide and panic attacks! (totally don't vent through this lol) ENJOY CREATURES Is this considered yaoi-

Is it possible to fall in love for the third time? ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── She never understood love when it first came knocking. Nor when it came the second time. And when she finally did... it left her with heartbreak. Ankita thought that was the end of it- that love just wasn't meant for her. But life had other plans. Years later, far beyond school days and teenage misunderstandings, she finds herself tied to Amrit in a way she never expected. An arranged marriage. And maybe this time... love won't leave. Or maybe... it will? ╰┈➤ Entangled Hearts - because some stories don't start with love... they grow into it. --- Signing off!⁠→ Rainin! ♡ Stay Tuned!

Mga tula, mga ideya, mga linya, o litanya mula sa pananaw ng may-akda sa pagkabuhay at sa sakit na dulot nito.

A poem every day-new chapters are updated daily. Each day brings a different kind of poem. It might break your heart, make you reflect, or simply be something random. (Or you know whatnot.) Most of these are free verse type

On stck for free after chapter 12 (free for followers.) Till 15th July. "Vikram... please..." Naina cried softly as he dragged her down the grand staircase of the Rathore mansion. Her tears blurred her vision while her trembling hands tried to loosen his painful grip around her wrist. "I didn't steal anything..." But Vikram didn't stop. "Get out!" he said dangerously quiet, throwing her bag near her feet. Naina looked at him shattered completely. "Suniye... main kaha jaungi...?" she asked broken. Then Vikram looked at her with eyes colder than she had ever seen before. "Go back to your world, you cannot digest luxuries " He said.. Tropes: Secret Baby ✧ Rejected Pregnant Wife ✧ Morally Grey Hero ✧ Dominant Hero × innocent Heroine ✧ Angst Romance ✧ Groveling Hero ✧ Possessive MMC

Sometimes love doesn't end with goodbye. Sometimes it just learns how to hold on... differently. This is a collection of PondPhuwin short stories about breakups that hurt, nights where silence is louder than words, and arms that become home in the dark. About tears you don't show in the daylight, but let fall at 2 a.m. against someone's chest. About loving even when it's messy. About choosing each other again-slowly, gently, honestly. From night cuddles and hurt/comfort to soft romance, healing, and unwavering support-these stories are for anyone who believes that love isn't perfect, but it's real. Come for the angst. Stay for the comfort. Leave with a heart that aches... and heals. 💔➡️❤️‍🩹✨

This is not a romance story, a horror story, or any genre people usually think of when they hear the word "story." This is my life story. And no, I'm not successful. These pages are filled with my daily thoughts, realizations, untold stories, regrets, and the endless scenarios created by my own overthinking mind. Some moments were my fault, some were lessons, and some are still things I'm trying to understand. You can think of this as a public diary - a collection of thoughts I was never sure I should share, yet somehow ended up writing anyway. I don't know where my thoughts will lead me. I simply let them run wild.

"A lifetime is enough to love one person but the same lifetime is not enough to forget the same person." *** Jessica Morgans, a simple girl with simple dreams. The girl who knew how to overcome obstacles with a smile but what will happen when she's gonna face the biggest problem of her life; love. Overwhelmed by the feeling of rejection from her beloved; Aiden Lennard, she felt her world crash as she tried her best to hide that fatal wound of not receiving love from the person she gave her heart to with a smile. But, how long those facades will remain. Will her heart ever be able to love someone else or she's gonna be stuck with her not so fortuitous love?