Sistersbestfriend Stories

When Aarohi Sharma is forced to take a month-and-a-half break from college to attend her "perfect" elder sister's wedding, she expects over-the-top décor, dramatic relatives, and endless rituals-not the return of Kabir Singh Rathore, her sister's irritatingly charming best friend and the walking definition of 'too smug for his own good.' From sarcastic jabs during haldi prep to accidental dance partners at the sangeet, Aarohi and Kabir clash at every turn. But as the mandap gets decorated and the guest list grows, so does the tension between them-and not just the angry kind. With nosy cousins, meddling aunts, secret dance rehearsals, and stolen glances, Mandap Mein Mayhem is a laugh-out-loud, slow-burn rollercoaster where love crashes the wedding-and no one sees it coming.

𝐀𝐂𝐏 𝐀𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 (𝟐𝟕 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬) He is a self possessed, dignified and stoic police officer. It is not like he is rude or egoistic but just protective for the people close to him, but with his normal calm and serene-self with his friends and family. 𝐙𝐨𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐝 (𝟐𝟑 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬) She is the popular diva of her collage whom everyone loves and is bubbly,chirpy and lively to be with. But talking about her she only loves to be with the people whom she loves because being an extrovert the time has taught not everyone is what they show ! An encounter between both of them and the sparks fly instantly but wait only from one side maybe ? But after that will they meet again ? ◇◇◇◇◇◇◇ 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 Slow Burn She Fell First Both Fell Harder Love At First Sight Bestfriend's Brother

He was the selenophine, she was the moon. Akshara Choudhary A tiny, wide-eyed 21-year-old girl, 5'4" tall and in her 3rd year of medical school, in white cotton, anklets tinkling like wind chimes. Orphaned at two, she knows her parents only from one faded photo. Her aunt's slaps leave red prints on her cheeks, yet Akshara smiles softly, murmurs "Kanha ji knows", and folds every hurt into quiet prayers. Simple plaits, small silver studs, and a heart that trusts karma completely-she endures hunger, chores, and cruelty with the innocence of a child who believes every tear is counted in heaven. Siddarth Sherawat He towers 6'4", 29, CEO of Sherawat Industries, a blade of muscle and midnight fury. Obsidian eyes freeze souls; arrogance crowns a heart shattered when his wife traded their newborn for richer blood. Love is poison, marriage a grave. Only Aditya-two years old, tear-streaked, craving a mother's ghost-melts the devil's ice. He'd burn worlds for that boy's smile, yet every bedtime fails to fill the void. Cross him and bleed. Love him and face claws guarding a broken storm.

Vihansh let out a cold, dry chuckle. "Soul doesn't build empires, Pihu. Let's go. Mom is waiting for dinner." As they walked out, they passed a girl rushing in, her face hidden by a large sun hat and a silk scarf, carrying a school project in one hand and a sketchbook in the other. She bumped into Vihansh's shoulder, nearly falling. He caught her arm instinctively-his grip firm and strong. For a second, the scent of jasmine and rain hit him, a stark contrast to his world of expensive cologne and sterile offices. "Watch where you're going," he said, his voice dropping back into its usual coldness. "Sorry! So sorry!" Ruhanika squeaked, not looking up, her mind already on Nishan's project. She hurried past him into the studio. Vihansh looked at his hand, a strange heat lingering where he had touched her arm. He shook it off. He didn't have time for distractions, especially not from a clumsy girl in a scarf. Little did he know, he had just met the woman who was about to set his disciplined life on fire.

Hailey learned early how to survive. An abusive home. A brother she lost too soon. Silence that screamed louder than words. Guilt that never belonged to her, yet settled deep in her chest. Every day is about getting through the next hour, the next breath, the next night. Aaliyah is her best friend. Her safe place. The girl who makes her laugh when everything hurts. The girl Hailey slowly falls for... without knowing the truth. Because Aaliyah is hiding something. Playing a role. Treating love like a game unaware of how deeply it will shatter the one person who trusted her with everything. Watching it all unfold is Adila, Aaliyah's older sister. Cold, distant, and sharp-eyed. She sees the damage being done. She sees Hailey breaking. And she feels something she has no right to feel.

Theodore has always been soft in the quietest way-gentle,observant and deeply emotional,carrying his heart carefully as if it might bruise too easily.He never grew out of that sensitivity; at twenty-two he is still the same tender boy he was at sixteen,just a little more guarded.Felix has always been close but never close enough-Robins best-friend first,Theodore's almost something second. Gentle-masc,warm,imperfect in small human ways,Felix has always felt like a steady presence Theodore wasn't allowed to want. They grew up orbiting each other,aware of something deeper but too afraid to touch it.When Felix left at eighteen,the feelings stayed behind unresolved.Four years later,Felix returns and nothing has really changed-except that the longing has grown heavier with time. Both of them hesitate,trapped by loyalty and fear.Felix worries about crossing the line of loving his best-friends brother;Theodore fears wanting his twin sisters best friend will break something precious. But in the end,the feelings prove stronger than the boundaries.Slowly,carefully they choose each other-not in salute of the risk,but because some loves are worth it.

She is a singer and actress who hides her emotions behind melodies and acting, convincing herself that feelings are temporary and attachment is dangerous. He is a Navy officer whose life is shaped by discipline, duty, and long silences at sea, trained to leave without promises and return without explanations. She never wanted to marry and agrees only after realizing he will be away for months. He had also decided never to marry, knowing he could not give anyone the love they deserved. But a sudden turn in their life Made both of them lock the deal-A marriage of compulsion. Will they ever be able to heal and love each other?

Two empire . Two heirs . one war of shattered loyalty ANAYA RATHORE built The Rathore Empire from ashes -cold,calculating and unstoppable.she vanished for five years to America . Now she's back colder than ever DEVANSH RAISINGHANIA the ruthless businessman and mafia of legacy soaked in blood The only rule he follows? Trust no one and Love is weakness once rivals Now forced to walk to same battlefield- business, betrayal and buried past colliding at every step But the most dangerous wars are the one you fight .....with the one who knows your soul "This isn't love .This is power.payback.pain --- Enemies . Lovers . Shadows Welcome to the empire of DEVNAYA ❤️

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With a Mobster|| Book 2 of the Chicago Mob Series Alessandra Benedetti thought she had tasted true freedom, however fleeting. But the moment Renzo Santoro is cornered, she's forced to make an impossible choice. To trade her freedom for his life. Returning to her betrothed is a death sentence in itself, a slow descent into a marriage built on control, cruelty, and the weight of her past mistakes. But the nightmare doesn't end there. With the fate of her family now hanging in the balance, Alessandra is given one final ultimatum: deliver Renzo to them or watch the future of the Benedetti's crumble. Trapped in a game she cannot win, she has no choice but to play. And the clock is ticking. Yet nothing complicates a losing hand like carrying a baggage for the wrong man. Like a reckoning that could set fire to everything. Like a decision that turns an already twisted web into a noose around all their necks. As alliances fracture and betrayals mount, Alessandra makes a decision that leaves everyone, even the love of her life, dangling over the edge. And when the dust settles, she may find that the war she thought she was fighting was only the beginning of the end. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✦ ✦ ✦ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✦ ✦ ✦ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ Ranked #1 in seconds Ranked #1 in love-struck Ranked #15 in confused Ranked #51 in loyalty Ranked #62 in mobster (As at November 2025)✔️

Hey guyz! This is my second book. Its about a girl whose secret crush is her senior and the twist is that senior is already crush on her since 9th class. Many problems they face in between their relationship. A topper girl and a topper head boy of the school.

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javon walton x oc female this is my first ever story so please don't hate "𝐢 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫,𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞,𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝" started story: 7/18/22 ended story: !DISCLIAMER I DONT OWN ANY OF THE PEOPLE IN THE STORY!

𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗠𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗠𝗜𝗬𝗔𝗔𝗡 --★ ------------ 𝘉𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘢𝘮 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘵𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘢 𝘫𝘰 𝘏𝘰 𝘯𝘢𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘫𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘺𝘢𝘢𝘯... 𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗠𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗠𝗜𝗬𝗔𝗔𝗡 is the fragile, magical space where two hearts exist in quiet harmony-where laughter turns into lingering glances, where friendship slowly blooms into something deeper, and every unspoken word carries the weight of a thousand emotions. It's the warmth of shared secrets, the thrill of moments that feel stolen from time, and the gentle ache of realizing that sometimes love lives in the spaces between 'you' and 'me.'" ----------------------♪ ---------------------------★

What will happen when the Mahajan's family got to know about the daughter and sister they thought was dead. How will they react?? What she will do when she got to know about her real family she never knew existed and becomes Mafia princess. Tropes~ Business and Mafia families Brothers - Sister Bond Pookie father and pookie mother Supportive family Bad boy × Bad girl Romcom Slow burn Overprotective brothers and father Mystery

College is where everything begins-friendships, independence, mistakes... and love. Four girls step into college carrying different dreams, different fears, and very different ideas of love. Living together in a PG, they face first days filled with excitement, confusion, strict seniors, new classrooms, and unexpected seating plans that quietly change their lives. As college life unfolds, four love stories begin to take shape-each unique, each imperfect, each real. Some start with banter and bold conversations. Some grow from silence and shared notes. Some are rooted in friendship, slowly turning into something deeper. And some arrive when neither heart is ready, yet both are curious. Between lectures, late-night talks, group laughter, and moments stolen in crowded corridors, emotions grow naturally. There are misunderstandings, soft realizations, unspoken feelings, and the slow discovery that love doesn't look the same for everyone. This is a multi-couple college romance-warm, messy, and honest-where relationships develop alongside friendships, and every character gets their own journey of falling, healing, and choosing. Because college isn't just about degrees. It's about the people who walk beside you. And sometimes, it's about falling in love-four different ways, at the same time.

It is a story when Aarhaan Suvarna revisits his home country India for his cousin's wedding. Visiting India after almost 10 years with his family for 15 days. ..... On the other side Anvi Arora who is very excited to meet her childhood best friend which also means her longtime crush Aarhaan whom she still likes but Denies her feelings. let's learn what happens next when he comes back...

"Kaashvi Awasthi", has never lacked comfort-only certainty of the heart. Raised with privilege but grounded in self-respect, she is calm on the surface and fiercely emotional beneath it. A CA aspirant with discipline stitched into her bones, Kaashvi believes in honesty-especially in love. So when she falls for Dhruv, she doesn't run from it. She chooses him openly, craving not grand gestures, but the simple reassurance of being chosen back. "Dhruv Tripathi", however, has spent his life learning how to survive without asking for more. An introverted UPSC aspirant with a quiet strength, he carries loss like a second skin. Orphaned young and raised without warmth, he learned early that love is a luxury meant for other people. He falls for Kaashvi at first sight....but loves her in silence, convinced that their worlds were never meant to meet. When Kaashvi steps forward, Dhruv steps back. Not because he doesn't feel enough but because he feels too much. In a story where love is sincere but timing is cruel, devotion becomes distance, and choosing someone might mean letting them go. Because when love finally speaks will it be too late to listen?🫶 To know their journey further Starr reading "Sacred Resonance" now ................................♡...................................

words I want to say but don't have the voice to 🥺. My words explain it better then my voice ever will.

It was supposed to be simple. Aarohi Chauhan had a plan: graduate, confess her secret four-year relationship with Ishaan Khatri, and finally live her happily-ever-after. But one overprotective brother, one betrayed best friend, and one infuriatingly arrogant man later-everything explodes. Naksh Chauhan is furious. At Aarohi. At Ishaan. And definitely at Divika Saxena-Aarohi's partner-in-crime and Naksh's lifelong nemesis. She knew the secret. She didn't tell him. And she drives him absolutely insane. What no one expects? That underneath all the sarcasm and screaming matches, there's something else brewing between Naksh and Divika. Something neither of them planned for. Throw in a dangerously charming ex who refuses to stay in the past, some questionable family interventions, and a whole lot of stolen glances-and you get: Four hearts. Two messy love stories. One unforgettable fall. Because sometimes love doesn't arrive with fireworks. Sometimes it sneaks in-through late-night fights, lingering stares, and the one person you swore you'd never want.