Widower Stories

Kalyani was never anyone's first choice. At eighteen, in Mumbai that has already quietly decided her worth, she is given to a man who does not want a wife - only someone to fill the silence his grief left behind. Set in 1840s Maharashtra, this is the story of a woman who asked for nothing, was promised nothing, and still found ways to love - a house that wasn't hers, children that weren't hers, a life that was never quite hers. The question is not whether Kalyani endures. It is what endurance costs a person. And whether anyone will notice before the price becomes too high.

When Arsalan's mother started forcing him to marry again, he agreed but on the condition that his would-be wife should either be a widow or divorcee. Seeing Arsalan's willingness to marry again with such difficulty, his parents agreed to his terms. But before they could find a girl for him, Arsalan's three-year-old daughter found a mother for herself, who was her school teacher and a divorcee too. Arsalan agreed to marry Nayab. And both of them got married. But after their marriage, the secret that had been buried in someone's heart for years was revealed. And then, one by one, some hidden secrets started to be revealed which were going to change the lives of Nayab and Arsalan. P.S. - I don't own any images. They belong to the rightful owners. DISCLAIMER - This is a work of fiction . Any names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are the product of the Author imagination and used in a fictional manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, actual events or living and dead is purely coincidental. Publish Date : 1-1-2024 All Copyright reserved

After her husband dies in a car accident, Emma Haines-Gaunt is encouraged by her mother and sister to attend a therapy group for widows. Though reluctant to even give it a try, Emma finds herself in a church basement listening to heartbreaking stories of tragedy from her fellow therapy members. When she notices a mysterious man during the session, Emma is intrigued by him, only to realize it is her childhood friend and ex-love Aiden Hawthorne. Her mind spirals when she realizes he must have lost his spouse somewhere along the way. And try as she might, she can't seem to shake him from her brain. The two of them begin a harrowing journey of loss and redemption, determined to help each other find solace in the tragedy that their lives have become.

"Doc di, will you come for my school's annual function?" Vrishti asked, resting her head against the avocado-shaped pillow. Leher looked up instinctively at Aarish, who stood at the kitchen counter, chopping coriander for the final garnish. Not a single muscle on his face had reacted to the question his daughter just asked. "I will check my schedule and let you know, okay?" Leher smiled softly, brushing her thumb across Vrishti's forehead. "Now sleep. You have had a long day." Obeying almost immediately, Vrishti closed her eyes, snuggling closer to her pillow. "I think you should come...if you can." Aarish finally spoke, untying his apron as he walked towards the table. Leher glanced at him. "This is unhealthy, Mr. Gupta." "What is?" "The fact that my patient's daughter asked me if I am coming to her school function." Aarish's expressions softened at that. "And what about the fact that you want to say yes?" Leher looked away because he had seen right through her. The one who always managed to look right through others had found someone for herself. The silence stretched. That had become their thing somehow. No unnecessary chatters, no direct confessions, no flirtation, just pauses that lasted a little longer than they should. "Vrishti loves you." Aarish said quietly. "Yeah," Leher whispered. "She does." Then after a moment, she spoke, "But you still love Gargi." She said it softly, almost like she was reminding herself of the boundary before it disappeared completely. Aarish nodded without hesitation. "I always will." Leher swallowed. "Then what am I doing here?" Aarish opened his mouth to speak but then closed it again. For the first time since Gargi's death, Aarish Gupta had no answer for the woman sitting across him. Because somewhere between sessions, grief had started sounding dangerously close to love.

Love, Laughs & Lone Star Trouble. When Miami doctor Simone Castillo trades her city life for a small Texas town, she expects a fresh start and a clinic that needs saving. What she doesn't expect is Lone Star Ridge itself - a town full of opinions, a diner owner who already knows her name, and a widowed rancher with three kids and walls built so high she can practically see them from Main Street. Simone didn't come to Lone Star Ridge to fall for anyone. She came to rebuild. But small towns have a way of getting under your skin before you realize what's happening - and so do the people in them. New town. Fresh start. A whole lot of everything.

"Some loves teach you how to live. Some teach you why living hurts." He loved her passionately. She loved life loudly. Now he lives between memories and moments that refuse to let go. And somewhere in between... a stranger watches him fall apart. Who wants to have a small part in his life and his heart. Some loves don't end. They just learn how to keep you alive.

A story Featuring Ranbir Kohli and Prachi Mehra

"Papa adalah superhero aku, papa adalah segalanya buat aku, aku Sayang papa" -- K "Tetaplah terus tersenyum sayang, karena hanya dengan melihat kamu terus tersenyum, itu sudah lebih dari cukup untuk papa." -- F "Apakah aku bisa kembali bersama dengan mereka? aku ingin sekali memeluk tubuh putriku." -- A "Walau bukan aku yang melahirkannya, aku tetap menganggapnya sebagai anakku sendiri sampai kapanpun." -- K

Recently widowed Daytona Carson is pregnant and expecting quadruplets. Alone and scared her twin sister Indy, convinces her to come stay with her & her husband, Chance. While staying with them Tona meets her brother-in-law's widowed twin brother, Chase and his children. Can Chase and Tona be together, or will Tona's Secret keep them apart?

He still makes the bed every morning. One side smooth, untouched. The other, a small collapse where she used to sleep. In the soft hours between waking and remembering, Sam learns how absence reshapes a life - not through grand gestures, but through the quiet persistence of ordinary days. A story about grief, tenderness, and the slow courage of beginning again.

Christian, Earl of Amberly, has suffered for the last several years through a less than savory arranged marriage. After the death of his wife during childbirth, he decides to take his household and retreat to Amberly Hall. Though he is in mourning, the idea of an eligible Earl is too much for the ladies of the Ton to pass by and his manor is overrun by mothers and daughters looking for a husband. Will he once again bow to the pressures of Society and take a titled wife or will he open his eyes to other possibilities? Emma traveled to London with her infant son to visit her mother in the Earl of Amberly's townhouse when she learns of her husband's death in the war. Newly widowed, she is the best option to become a wet nurse to the Earl's child. Though bitter and cold, she still sees flashes of the boy she remembered growing up with. Can she maintain her distance from the man she once admired? Will she be able to reconcile the guilt she feels from being interested in a man so soon after her husband's passing? When a dark secret and unwelcomed visitors remind them of their stations, will they choose duty or love?

How can you look at me and pretend I'm someone you've never met? © potter_spellbook, 2026 (SLOW UPDATES) jack abbot x oc cover by me!

When Rekha Mehra dies in a mysterious fire, her husband Jeet becomes the face of tragic loss. But years later, anonymous letters begin arriving-written in Rekha's voice. Letters that know the truth. As Jeet spirals into guilt and paranoia, a quiet reckoning begins-crafted not with violence, but with grief, memories, and a conscience that won't stay buried. And someone is watching. Waiting. Because silence doesn't forget. And guilt never dies quietly. A slow-burn psychological thriller about broken love, haunting memories, and the last word that refuses to be silenced.

Lucy is always run off her feet on Valentine's Day. She's invisible, too. She works the Valentine's shift in an upmarket restaurant, watching other people's love stories play out over a romantic meal. There's the wealthy husband and wife; dressed to impress but thoroughly miserable. The woman who bagged the banker and wants to make sure he doesn't get away. The lonely widower who sits at the table he shared with his wife the night he proposed, and the guy who tries to impress his date with a fancy restaurant he can't afford. Lucy wants her own slice of romance, but someone needs to notice her first.

Grief-stricken and struggling with addiction, writer Michael Simon retreats to an isolated mountain castle to find the clarity he's lost. In the estate's forgotten garden, he discovers an impossible light-and a connection to someone who shouldn't exist.

He was a broken man. She was a troubled woman. They had a future together. Divorced and desolate Amal Baig led a quiet life with her father. She was compelled to fulfil her dying sister's wish to become the mother of her nieces. A decision that was difficult and terrifying after her horrid past. Her brother in law Saad Sheikh was the epitome of a caring and loving husband. But would he be same with her? Saad thought he had tasted the ultimate bliss in life until tragedy hit him hard leaving him stranded with the responsibility of his two young princesses. As destiny brings them together amidst broken hearts and haunting memories where they struggle to build this new relationship. Will this spark new complications in their lives or will they finally be able to heal each other? Content Warning: Some of the content may not be appropriate for young or sensitive people as there is an implicit reference to sexual activity and strong language. This is a PG15 book.

A short story in which I attempt to write romance. So, unusually, for me- no fantasy elements! Also, the thicc, beefy boys are so neglected in this genre, I made one the love interest!

This is a short story I made in middle school for a project about why I think the squirrel i saw was missing a tail, please tell me if you think its worth polishing :] Basically Squire is a single father who gives a raven named Varen silver trinkets to appease him so he won't eat him. But what will he do when Karen's greed catches up and he wants more than Squire had on hand? Read more in this short story (it has many mistakes, I havnt reread it in years though)

In the heart of Liorhaven, Starkeep tower holds more than luxury-it holds secrets. Lucien Virel is a man who gets what he wants. Power, wealth, control-none have ever failed him. Until a woman he's known for less than two hours leaves him questioning everything. Edmund Hale spent his life building a home within these walls- a dream once shared with his wife. Now a widower, he clings to routine, carrying the weight of a love that never truly left. Set in the world of When The Flame Awakens, this short story explores loyalty versus desire, hidden fractures, and the lingering ache of love after loss.