Unspoken Hearts (#1)
  • Reads 5,828
  • Votes 153
  • Parts 3
  • Time <5 mins
  • Reads 5,828
  • Votes 153
  • Parts 3
  • Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Jan 24, 2024
3 new parts
"why do you keep looking at me?" I asked coldly 
"Because even when you're mad, you're my favourite sight." He replied smiling 

~ Ahana (the grumpy girl) meets Veer (the sunshine guy) who annoys her and challenges her in the most unique ways.  

𝙃𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙭 𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙝𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛.


Tropes
•Introvert Girl X extrovert boy
•Reverse Grumpy X Sunshine
•Biker X Reader
•Enemies To Lovers
•Past traumas 
•Family Issues
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add Unspoken Hearts (#1) to your library and receive updates
or
#809badass
Content Guidelines
You may also like
His unexpected love  by talesbynoor
7 parts Ongoing
Ayla didn't believe in love. Not anymore. She had loved once-deeply, foolishly-and it had left her wrecked. Now, she didn't do softness, didn't do attachments. And she definitely didn't do Azlan. But Azlan? He was persistent. No matter how many times she pushed, he never snapped, never walked away. Just stood there, annoyingly patient, like he had all the time in the world. Tonight was no different. "Ayla," he called as she brushed past him at the family gathering. She didn't slow. "Busy." "I didn't ask if you were free," he replied, a playful glint in his eyes. She exhaled sharply, turning with an unimpressed look. "What do you want?" Azlan shoved his hands in his pockets, rocking back on his heels. "You've been avoiding me." "Maybe take the hint," she deadpanned. "I don't care about you. I don't care about your feelings. And I definitely don't want you in my life." That should've made him leave. But Azlan only raised an eyebrow. "Ouch. That was kind of mean, Ayla. You wound me." She crossed her arms. "Good." He chuckled softly. "But see, the problem is, I don't believe you." Her jaw clenched. "I don't care what you believe-" "Of course, you do," he interrupted easily. "Because if you really wanted me gone, you wouldn't be standing here arguing with me. You'd have walked away already." Ayla opened her mouth, then shut it. Azlan's expression softened. "Gotcha." Her hands fisted. "Leave." He nodded, his demeanor sincere. "Okay," he said simply. Ayla blinked. "...What?" "I mean, if you really want me to go, I will," he shrugged. Then, with a gentle smile, he added, "But fair warning-absence makes the heart grow fonder." She scoffed. "Not mine." Azlan's eyes twinkled with mischief. "We'll see." Then, stepping back, he gave her one last playful salute. "Take care, Ayla." Then he walked away. Just like that. And for some annoying reason, she found herself watching him go.
YUVIKA: The Needed Love by AuthorRiona
89 parts Ongoing
#1 book of Alluring love series ⋆*:..。o○○o。..:*⋆ "Why the fuck you let him touch you!!!"he growled while punching the wall behind me 'I am so scared right now what if he hit me like my father did to my mother or what if he tried to hurt me more then him or what if he-' he cutted me "Answer! why you let him touch you?"he said while taking heavy breath to try to control his anger "H...he ju...just tucked m..my hair stands b...behind my ea...ear"I said while trying not to cry he came closer very very close his hands were on wall and he bend lower to match my height. Right now his face is so close to mine that our breathes were mixing and I clutched my hands on my saree "No! he didn't 'just' tucked you hair stands, that is too much he is not allowed to do that actually no one is allowed to that except me. no one is allowed to do this" he said and slid his hands on my bare waist I shivered "no one is allowed to do this" he said and peck my neck I am feeling fire on my skin again he came closer to my ear "and he didn't just tucked you hair stands but he also touch your fingers for fucking whole 47 seconds" he said intentionally touching his lips on my ear ______________________________________________ ISHIKA SHARMA (22y/o, 5'2height) She was very talkative like people have to told her to shut her mouth, carefree, childish, had anger issues, and extrovert but this all she was but now she talks so less, careful, mature, have trust issues and introvert but why!? YUVRAJ SINGH YADHUVANSHI (27y/o, 6'2height) he hate noise he don't talk much he try not to speak even if it's important,cold,rude and bossy but a total different person with her but why? Read this book to know the story of them atleast read 10 chapters then decide. ♡°Tropes:~°♡ -Arrange Marriage -Age gap -grumpy x sunhine -MML is obsessed with MFL with a capital 'O'
Are We Meant To Be? by _stxxlightt_
12 parts Ongoing
"Love" was a beautiful word and an enchanting experience for her, but for him, it represented the worst memories of his past. He had sworn to himself that he would never love anyone again, convinced that love only brought pain. His past experiences had shattered his belief in love, leaving him emotionally guarded. Yet, she was determined to change that. With every smile, every shared moment, she gave him countless reasons to believe in love and the possibility of happiness, even if it meant finding joy without her. As she stood by him, she gently chipped away at his defenses, showing him that love could be a source of strength rather than sorrow. Little by little, he began to see glimpses of what love could truly be-a partnership filled with trust, laughter, and shared dreams.Deep down, she began to rekindle his faith in love, but the fear of being hurt again held him back. He found himself torn between his growing feelings and the promise he made to protect his heart. Would he dare to embrace love again, or would his past continue to hold him captive? Her gaze softened as she spoke, "Sometimes I just wish you could see love like I do. It's not only about happiness; it's about healing." He sighed, a shadow crossing his face. "Healing? For me, love was more like a battlefield. I've lost too much to even think about stepping back in." She leaned closer, her voice gentle yet firm. "But what if love could be different this time? What if it could help mend those broken pieces?" He looked away, the weight of memories pressing down on him. "I want to believe that, but every time I try, the scars pull me back to the pain." With a hint of vulnerability, she said, "Let me love you for once, even if you can't love me." ✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦
You may also like
Slide 1 of 10
His unexpected love  cover
YUVIKA: The Needed Love cover
Are We Meant To Be? cover
Shadow of Destiny cover
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐢'𝐬  cover
DIRTY SECRETS | MIKHAIAH 🔞 cover
Alexandra cover
𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐢��𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬 | 18+ cover
𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐨𝐰𝐬: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 [ON HOLD] cover
𝙐𝙣𝙫𝙚𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙨 - 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬 𝙊𝙛 𝙑𝙤𝙬𝙨 cover

His unexpected love

7 parts Ongoing

Ayla didn't believe in love. Not anymore. She had loved once-deeply, foolishly-and it had left her wrecked. Now, she didn't do softness, didn't do attachments. And she definitely didn't do Azlan. But Azlan? He was persistent. No matter how many times she pushed, he never snapped, never walked away. Just stood there, annoyingly patient, like he had all the time in the world. Tonight was no different. "Ayla," he called as she brushed past him at the family gathering. She didn't slow. "Busy." "I didn't ask if you were free," he replied, a playful glint in his eyes. She exhaled sharply, turning with an unimpressed look. "What do you want?" Azlan shoved his hands in his pockets, rocking back on his heels. "You've been avoiding me." "Maybe take the hint," she deadpanned. "I don't care about you. I don't care about your feelings. And I definitely don't want you in my life." That should've made him leave. But Azlan only raised an eyebrow. "Ouch. That was kind of mean, Ayla. You wound me." She crossed her arms. "Good." He chuckled softly. "But see, the problem is, I don't believe you." Her jaw clenched. "I don't care what you believe-" "Of course, you do," he interrupted easily. "Because if you really wanted me gone, you wouldn't be standing here arguing with me. You'd have walked away already." Ayla opened her mouth, then shut it. Azlan's expression softened. "Gotcha." Her hands fisted. "Leave." He nodded, his demeanor sincere. "Okay," he said simply. Ayla blinked. "...What?" "I mean, if you really want me to go, I will," he shrugged. Then, with a gentle smile, he added, "But fair warning-absence makes the heart grow fonder." She scoffed. "Not mine." Azlan's eyes twinkled with mischief. "We'll see." Then, stepping back, he gave her one last playful salute. "Take care, Ayla." Then he walked away. Just like that. And for some annoying reason, she found herself watching him go.