Истории Self-respect

In a world where love is often measured by status and wealth, Naina Rastogi believes in something far simpler-trust, respect, and genuine connection. A chance morning in a quiet park brings her face to face with an elderly couple in need. What begins as a simple act of kindness slowly turns into something much deeper-a connection that neither fate nor logic can easily explain. But when their grandson, Amar Bharadwaj, enters her life-someone who has everything except belief in love-their worlds collide in unexpected ways. She doesn't believe in love built on appearance or money. He doesn't believe in love at all. But what happens when two people who refuse love... are slowly led towards it?

They called her a mistake. She proved them wrong. Aarohi Sharma was never wanted-ignored, unloved, invisible in her own family. One day, she disappears without a trace. Years later, she returns... powerful, successful, and unrecognizable. Now the same family that rejected her needs her. But this time- She decides who stays... and who gets left behind.

I beg to differ that.", I sassed and got out of his grip ready to move out of the room when he pulled me by my elbow and the next second I was pushed on the visitor's chair. He trapped me completely by keeping his palms on the arms of the chair. "I tried to tell you patiently.", I scoffed at his words. Patience and he don't go in a single sentence. He gripped my chin making me look into his eyes."Now listen carefully Miss, I want you for my niece as her babysitter. Tell me how much you'll take and we can seal the deal." This time it was me who blinked once, twice and thrice. "But I don't want to work for you." See the reason was absolutely clear. I liked the kid since the moment I met her but I hated this man from the moment I gazed into his eyes. "How much?" I frowned."You really think your money can make everyone dance on your tips?" "1200 dollars a week." I rolled my eyes making him lean towards me." 1500?" "Make it 15000 and still I won't work for you.", I retorted and pushed him. I walked to the door and gave him one glance."Next time when you talk to me, make sure you keep all your richness aside. That's one thing that I never want to see you again, you self-centred CEO." "We shall see." . . . Brave but lonely. Passionate but sensitive. That's Arielle Summers. For everyone, Money, Assets and happiness may be supreme but to her, self-respect is prime. Cold and reckless. Commanding and ruthless. That was Nicolas Arnold. He only cared for his niece, his Mama and his friends. Love life didn't exist until- she came into the picture. *No Toxic Relationship. No ex-crush/lover/fiance/wife. The male lead is the uncle of the child in this book, he's not a manwhore. There are no trust issues. * Impressive Ranking: #8 in love among 2.31M on 09/04/22 ©2021 ankitawrites_Xx CC: @YT_BookAwards_Covers

CM × Billionaire The 2 different worlds. obviously this one is unlike those bechari and grumpy types of stories. Or may be a little. but mark my words. our female lead is stronger than anyone think. She was taught to have self respect rather than holding ego in very young age. .............. Let's see how a dominant man can handle a women with self made authority. how a cold hearted man melt in front her one command. ............ Adult content in some chapters. Read only if comfortable.

Hi there, my chocolates 🍫 😋, this is a new love story. Welcome to my TAEKOOK fanfiction!! This story follows the journey of Jungkook and Taehyung as they navigate love, friendship, and social hierarchies in a college and then office setting. Expect romance, drama, and self-discovery as these two characters grow and learn together. * Genre: Romance, Drama, College AU, Office love *

Mouli never asked life for luxury, love stories, or forever promises. All she ever wanted was a place where she could belong. An orphan girl who grew up surviving loneliness finds warmth for the first time in an old woman's affection and agrees to a marriage that was never built on love. For her, it was never a deal - it was hope. But for Kunal Malhotra, the marriage was only a responsibility he intended to end someday. Three years. One silent wife. One loveless home. And countless wounds hidden behind a gentle smile. While Kunal remains blinded by misunderstandings and the manipulations of Nandini Verma, Mouli keeps holding onto a relationship that was never truly hers. Until one-night changes everything... and on the day she gathers the courage to hope for a future, she is handed divorce papers instead. Humiliated, heartbroken, and carrying secrets no one knows about, Mouli leaves the house she once tried to call home without looking back. But sometimes endings are only the beginning of a life waiting to bloom. As buried truths slowly come to light and regrets arrive far too late, Mouli finds herself standing at the crossroads of pain, identity, family, and self-worth - where she must finally decide: Will she spend her life waiting to be chosen... or learn that she was always enough on her own?

Lingling always chose the back row. It was quiet there. Safe. Predictable. A place where no one could sit behind her, no one could watch her too closely, and no one could easily enter her life unless she allowed them to. Then Orm started sitting beside her. At first, Orm only came to Ling because of Den - the girl Orm could not stop looking at. Ling was just the convenient one. The quiet one. The useful one who knew people, fixed things, explained notes, and made everything easier. But somewhere between borrowed highlighters, rainy nights, quiet songs, family dinners, and a shirt left behind for "next time," Lingling started making space for Orm. A chair beside her. A place at her table. A place inside her home. A place inside her heart. The problem was, Orm was soft when they were alone... but different when Den was around. And Lingling slowly learned that being needed is not the same as being chosen. The Chair Beside Me is a university GL coming-of-age story about almost-love, quiet heartbreak, friendship, self-respect, and the painful truth that not everyone who made you feel special deserves a permanent place beside you. Because sometimes, the worst thing is not an empty chair. It is saving it for someone who only sits there when it is convenient. Genre: GL / University AU / Angst / Coming-of-Age / Slow Burn Themes: Almost-love, friendship, unrequited feelings, emotional healing, self-worth Content note: Emotional manipulation, public humiliation, heartbreak, non-endgame romance.

journal entries from a girl that is either in love or insane. When life goes right or wrong this girl is just gone. Does she love life or does her joy turn to sorrow in the quiet moments?

"She grew up with fights and pain, with no one to show her what love or care really means. Movies made her believe that one day, someone would come and love her deeply - but she learned the truth: it was all just an illusion. No one comes to save you. You have to fight for yourself and care for yourself."

Someone once said it beautifully: "When you choose to trust someone, trust them completely. Either you will gain a good friend for life, or you will gain a lesson that stays with you for a lifetime." ✨✨✨ I had never learned to place my trust in anyone. Then someone came along, and I knowingly took the risk of believing in the person they were. I saw the lies, felt the deception, yet kept convincing myself that once I had chosen to trust, I had to see it through. But some truths repeat themselves again and again, until I have no choice but to accept them. And in the end, once again, the relationship left me with nothing more than one thing: A lesson.

"Between Smiles & Silence" is a story of four lives bound not by fate, but by the quiet battles they fight within. Abhishek Mehra - a man who has everything: wealth, family, respect... yet carries an emptiness no one sees. Yuvraj Singhania - a name built on pain, raised in loneliness, burning with questions of a past that was never his choice. Pragya Arora and Pihu Raheja - two souls who smile for the world, but hide storms within. One fights silently, the other forgets herself to keep others happy. Alongside them stand friendships that feel like family - Purab, Raghav, Purvi, and Bulbul - each carrying their own truths about self-respect, love, and survival. This isn't just a love story. It's about loneliness that exists even in crowded rooms... sacrifices that go unnoticed... and the courage it takes to finally choose yourself. When broken paths cross - will they heal each other, or deepen the wounds? Because sometimes... the loudest screams are hidden behind the quietest smiles.

**Divya was the fastest runner in her school.** She ran to win. Every race had a starting point and a finish line. Until one evening, she ran for her life. The confident, disciplined girl everyone knew suddenly did something no one expected. She attacked her own father. Then she ran. Soon, the police, a rescue team, and the entire town were watching. To everyone else, Divya looked like the problem. But nobody knew what had pushed her this far. **And nobody knew what was happening behind the closed doors of her home.** **Because some races don't have a finish line.**

Words I Wish I Could Say is a collection of thoughts i never learned how to speak out loud. Some pages are poems, others are confessions, diary entries, or half-formed feelings written at 2am. It's about longing, healing, self-respect, and the things we carry silently. This book isn't about being Perfect - it's meant to be real.

The story illustrates the tragic and dramatic life of a young lady in one of the small states in the African continent where as she faces scenes that bring regret ,reveal and growth once she was stepping into another step in life.....

This isn't just another dating guide-it's your modern-day compass to finding the one who truly aligns with your soul. Blending the emotional depth of timeless romance with the fast-paced reality of Gen Z culture, this book helps you strip away filters-both literal and metaphorical-to uncover what really matters. It explores love languages, energy alignment, emotional intelligence, and digital dynamics while guiding you to reconnect with your most authentic self. Whether you're entangled in a situationship or tired of surface-level sparks, Soul Sync is the flow-and-flaw friendly roadmap to genuine connection, emotional maturity, and soulmate-level love. This is where heart meets clarity-and destiny meets direction.

I thought some people entered your life with an obvious purpose. That you would recognize the important ones immediately, understand why they mattered, and eventually know exactly what their presence had changed. I was wrong about the knowing part. Some memories refuse to arrange themselves that neatly. They begin with an ordinary meeting that does not feel ordinary at all, then collect through conversations, familiar places, unexpected encounters, long stretches of silence, and moments that seem insignificant until you realize you are still thinking about them years later. For a long time, I kept returning to the same questions. What was real? What did I misunderstand? How much meaning can exist between two people before either of them gives it a name? And how do you remember something honestly when hindsight keeps changing the way the past looks? These entries are my attempt to return to those years without rewriting them into something cleaner than they were. Not a love story. Not a tragedy. Just memories of someone who once mattered to me, the person I was while living through them, and everything I could not understand until much later.

"She belonged to the red soil of Bengal. He ruled the scorching desert sands of Rajasthan." Trisha (21) thought her life would follow a beautiful rhythm in the artistic lanes of Santiniketan, rooted in books, poetry, and a tight-knit circle of college friends. She thought she knew everything about them-until graduation ended, and her friend Abhijit invited the squad to his cousin sister's grand wedding in Udaipur.Trisha expected a modest family gathering. She didn't expect a towering sandstone fortress, bowing servants, or the shock that her middle-class college buddy was actually a royal prince. But the real storm arrives straight from the airport. Enter Abhimanyu Singh (30). The Crown Prince and ruthless Global CEO who demands absolute protocol. Returning to find a group of middle-class students occupying his ancestral palace, his patience is non-existent. He expects everyone to bow.But Trisha is a Bengali Brahmin girl with fire in her veins, and she doesn't know how to bow.When she openly defies him on his own palace balcony, the fortress walls shake. To him, she is an uninvited distraction. To her, he is an arrogant dinosaur. But as the royal wedding begins, forced proximity blurs the lines between hatred and dangerous desire.He knows she is off-limits-she is his younger brother's best friend. But when she suddenly vanishes into thin air after one stormy night, the cold king realizes some things cannot be bought with royal power. 🔥 THE BI-WEEKLY WEEKEND DROPS 🔥 Mark your calendars! This story updates every other week, bringing you a double dose of massive weekend drama: 🗓️ Saturday: 3 New Chapters 🗓️ Sunday: 3 New Chapters That's 6 chapters in one weekend to keep you hooked. Hit that follow button and add the book to your reading list to stay updated!

This book gives every girl/woman 3 things -relatable girl proplems -quote of the week -bible quote of the week Warning!: if you are a boy DO NOT READ If your stupid enough to not read the title then open at your own risk! ----------- Will be updated every Wednesday for a year, I just had a feeling some people out there need this and I hope it helps! -SS

will love outweigh self esteem

Hey guys, here is another book full of little scenarios like the last book. Maybe soon I will actually write a novel but, not right now because I am busy with school. Anyways, tell me what do you think about it or maybe give me some ideas. Enjoy.