Story cover for When Stars Aligned by Petalink15
When Stars Aligned
  • WpView
    LECTURES 117
  • WpVote
    Votes 22
  • WpPart
    Chapitres 2
  • WpHistory
    Durée <5 mins
  • WpView
    LECTURES 117
  • WpVote
    Votes 22
  • WpPart
    Chapitres 2
  • WpHistory
    Durée <5 mins
Terminé, Publié initialement juin 13, 2025
Udaipur.

The city of kings, palaces, and whispers.

For most, it was a place of history.
For Prisha Singhania, it was a place she had been erased from.

She hadn't seen those gates in forteen years.
Not since she was five, carrying a school bag too heavy and a silence even heavier.
They said it was for her good - boarding school, discipline, distance.
But Prisha knew better.
She wasn't sent away for education.
She was sent away to be forgotten.

Now, she was back for college 
One more step before freedom - and, this time, she wasn't here to blend in.

Her arrival wasn't grand.
No welcome banners. No tight hugs.
Just a cold mansion, a smiling stepmother, a distant father, and a sister who seemed a little too excited to have her back.

Aarohi Goenka.
The perfect daughter.
The one who stayed.
The one who was everything Prisha was supposed to be - and more.

But Prisha didn't come to compete.
She came to finish what she started.
Her mother's name may have been buried, but it still lived in her - in every breath, in every word she refused to swallow.

At college, she expected stares.
She didn't expect Vedant Singh Chauhan.

Tall. Sharp. Royal.
The kind of boy who didn't just walk through corridors - he owned them.
He was Udaipur's pride. The heir to a legacy.
And now, her classmate.

He looked at her once.
And that was all it took.

There was no love story written in the stars.
Not yet.
Just glances that lingered too long, words that held too much weight, and a tension thick enough to choke on.

But what neither of them knew was this:
the classroom was just the battlefield.
The real war was waiting to begin - in the spaces between truth and lies, in the silences of a broken home, in the jealousy of a sister,
and in the shadows of a night neither of them would ever forget.

Prisha had come back ,
But fate had other plans.

And this time...
she wouldn't leave quietly.


"Love was the beginning, Revenge was the legacy"
Tous Droits Réservés
Inscrivez-vous pour ajouter When Stars Aligned à votre bibliothèque et recevoir les mises à jour
ou
Directives de Contenu
Vous aimerez aussi
His Lost Falcon, écrit par Angel_Of_Doom9
42 chapitres En cours d'écriture
✫ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐈𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐆𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ᕯᕯᕯᕯᕯᕯ She walks like royalty. He moves like a storm. She commands courtrooms with fire. He rules boardrooms in silence. She hides pain behind sharp words. He buries his behind calm eyes. She trusts no one. He lets no one close. She is rage wrapped in grace. He is restraint edged with danger. She used to laugh. He used to be the reason. . . . . RITIKA SINGH RATHORE Born into Rajasthan's most powerful royal family, Ritika is the pampered princess. But she is a Queen of her own world by strength and sheer will. A fierce lawyer feared in courtrooms, her silence is sharper than most screams. But behind that cold brilliance is a past steeped in blood and betrayal. She used to be the third-in-command of the Indian underworld, but now she doesn't even look at that direction. ADWAIT SINGHANIA A self-made billionaire forged by pain, Adwait rose from the ashes of a brutal past. He thinks like a strategist, moves like a soldier and trusts no one with his heart. He is only cheerful around his family and for others, he is nothing more than a silent storm. Once the second-in-command of India's deadliest crime syndicate, he has now cut ties with the crime world. Reason? No one knows. They were once each other's biggest supporter and secret keeper. Until one night shattered it all. Yet, years later, fate throws them together again. Not as friends. Not as enemies. But as two people bound by a past that refuses to die. Because the past isn't done with them yet. Enemies are watching. Alliances are shifting. And every heartbeat draws them deeper into a war they thought they had left behind. This isn't just a second chance. It's a collision course. This is not a love story, not yet. This is a battlefield and their hearts are the most dangerous weapons of all. ✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫
Ishq: A Never Ending Love story, écrit par Asranki
35 chapitres En cours d'écriture Contenu pour adultes
"I love you..." I whispered, mustering every ounce of courage. He stood before me, silent-his eyes clouded with confusion... or was it sorrow? We were alone on the empty road, under a moonlit sky. But his face held no joy. Did he not love me? Then why he make me feel in that way. "I love you, Triple S..." My voice trembled as tears blurred my vision. "Stop it," he said, his voice heavy. With a sigh, he turned away, walking off into the night. "I really love you!" I shouted, desperate. "I swear, I'll never leave you... not even after death!" . ........⭐........ Ishq: A Never Ending Love Story College was supposed to be about bunking classes, late-night Maggi, and maybe... a few harmless crushes. Not about falling for the guy who looked like he belonged to another world - one where laughter had long faded and memories were locked away. She was chaos in sneakers - a first-year with too much energy and a smile that could light up storms. He was silence in human form - a final-year mystery, always at the back of the class, always alone. They weren't meant to cross paths. But then again, love never asks for permission. Aashi is hiding something. A secret that could erase everything. And Shreyansh? He's already lost too much to risk feeling again. But what happens when she starts forgetting... and he starts remembering everything they built? This isn't just a love story. It's a war between memory and emotion. Between holding on... and letting go. Seven stages. One unforgettable journey. Some loves don't need forever - just the right moments. Read Ishq - because some stories live on... even when people forget
Prithvi Veerendra Chauhan, écrit par grey_verse
60 chapitres Terminé Contenu pour adultes
"I suggest you sit down, Rajkumari..." the old spy whispered, barely above a breath as he collapsed before her. His cloak was soaked in blood-not his own-and his face was pale with terror she had only seen on the battlefield. Jhanvi's hand froze mid-motion as she reached for her goblet. It had only been four days. Four days since she was forced to return to Deshmukh and left her Ranjha alone. "What happened?" Her voice was quieter than she expected. The man looked up, shame clouding his eyes. "Forgive me, Rajkumari... I could not stop him. No one can." Jhanvi's brows furrowed. "Prithvi?" He nodded. "The King has executed seventeen prisoners in three days. No trials. No questions. Among them... a boy, fifteen, who tried to steal from the temple steps. An eighty-year-old woman accused of speaking ill of the crown. He didn't flinch." Jhanvi's breath caught. "That's not... him." The spy clenched his fists. "He doesn't sleep. He skips meals. The royal doctor says his body is tearing from the inside-he's injured himself thrice during combat drills. Blood everywhere. He won't stop." Jhanvi stood, heart pounding. "Why are the ministers allowing this?!" "Who dares to stand in his way?" the man cried. "When an ambassador from an allied kingdom said, 'Your Majesty is fortunate to have been loved by such a divine woman,' he exiled the entire delegation. Burned the alliance papers and cut ties with the most powerful kingdom." Jhanvi staggered back, hand to her chest. "He... ended a diplomatic tie over... me?" "He screamed," the man rasped, eyes wide with memory. "He threw his sword and shouted, 'If I'm so fortunate, where the hell is my raani?!'" Silence filled the chamber. The spy whispered, "He's not a king anymore, Rajkumari. He's a man burning alive from the absence of his queen." Jhanvi clutched the table, heart aching. "He'll destroy himself," she whispered, a tear slipping down her cheek. "But... what about my self-respect?"
THE QUEEN OF ASHES, écrit par DesiOverthinker_015
2 chapitres En cours d'écriture Contenu pour adultes
This story is not for faint-hearted. It's for those who have ever dared to underestimate a woman. "she is a fire~~and she would burn the whole city for her Pride" She wasn't born with a crown. She was born with scars, rage and a mind sharper than Steel. A celebrated lawyer by day, a mafia Queen by night. RITHIKA SINGHANIA doesn't play by rules. She rewrites them. And then break them again. She built an Empire from ashes, rose without a king, and when betrayal came knocking, she didn't cry~~she buried it alive. Rithika doesn't beg. She doesn't break. She burns. And if you ever hurt her girls, her pride or her purpose she will remind the world why goddesses are always fear more than gods. Abhiraj Singh Rajput He doesn't roar to be feared. He whispers and kingdoms fall. A ruthless CEO with a dangerously came demeanor and the undisputed God of The Underworld, Abhiraj Singh Rajput is power cloaked in patience. Elegance in blood. but beneath the control, lies chaos a chaos only one woman could tame. He doesn't protect Rithika because she is fragile. He protects her because she is the most powerful weapon he's ever seen and even weapons needs a resting hands. Abhiraj love isn't poetic. It's violent is silence, soft in war and undeniable in the way he chooses her again and again. Even when the world doesn't deserve her. He is not her shadow. He is her storm. And together, they do not fall in love. They fall into a war~~ as one. Ceo x lawyer Mafia x mafia They both fell first and harder!! One is fire another is kerosene 😏 Touch him and die Just look at her once and you will be under 6 feet. Both are green amazon forest. "She was not made to follow, and he was never meant to lead~but when the stood said by side, the world remember what it meant to be unbreakable"
The Star He Drew, écrit par talesunderstars_
34 chapitres En cours d'écriture
✨ 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹𝓈. 𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝒻 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒷𝓇𝑜𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂? ✨ Seven years ago, 𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐊𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐚 vanished from everything she loved and from the boy who once promised her the stars. Today, she is back as a powerful CEO, hiding her scars behind a mask of success and elegance. She has learned to survive without love, but she hasn't learned how to forget. 𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 has spent those seven years building an empire, yet his heart is still stuck in the past. He is no longer the boy who just drew stars; he is a driven man who protects what is his. He didn't need a reason to wait for her he just never knew how to move on. When a business deal brings them face-to-face, Krisha tries to stay untouchable, but Adhrit's steady presence begins to melt her walls. He doesn't ask where she went; he only cares that she is finally here. What happens when the past refuses to stay buried? And what if the boy she left behind never really let her go? ✿✼:゚:.。..。.:・゚゚・* "ꜱʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʏᴇᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ꜰᴇʟʟ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇ ɪɴ ꜰʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴍɪʟᴇ." - 𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 "ɪ ᴡᴀꜱɴ'ᴛ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ. ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʏᴇᴅ." - 𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐊𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐚 "ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴍɪʟᴇ, ʜᴇ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴏᴘᴇ. ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴘʀᴇꜱᴇɴᴄᴇ, ꜱʜᴇ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴏᴍᴇ." - 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐃𝐫𝐢𝐭
ʟᴏꜱᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ yᴏᴜ✔[#1 ɪɴ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ], écrit par bairiya_
28 chapitres Terminé
_COMPLETED_ ***Warning :- My first book and there's a lot of grammatical mistakes so plz...read at your own risk*** Top Rankings #1 in friendsforever #1 in withoutyou #1 in unrequiredlove #1 in lostwithoutyou #1 in ishankishan #4 in wattpadindianawards "HER" She never believed in LOVE. Why? What's the reason behind her hatred towards LOVE? She knows only one thing LOVE is LUST nothing else. She never felt anything for anyone until that for one person who has changed her life but without even knowing. Before, she didn't believe in LOVE. But After, she was the most popular person in her college to know about LOVE. But can anyone define the term LOVE? She is not perfect not everyone is. She don't know if her words are perfect for someone to understand the term LOVE. But she knows one thing for sure, she will find her LOVE soon... Now she believes in LOVE. "HIM" Hot! Rich brat! But not spoilt. Everyone wants a billionaire as her future husband. But he is not only rich but also Down to Earth person. He can't do justice with any other gurls. His best friend is Jayanti, who LOVES him dearly, unconditionally, he did only one mistake, that he didn't saw the love in her eyes. Neither she was going to separate him from his LOVE nor she was going to live this LIFE without HIM. Can leaving the world will help her from this unconditional LOVE to get rid off? She don't know. She don't want to live but leaving is not the best decision. Can LOVING HIM becomes HER biggest mistake? At last he loves her. She loves someone else. And that someone else loves someone else. Complicated? I know. To know this u just need to add this book on ur library and peek into this story to know the journey of one sided LOVE. To know the alone journey of Jayanti. Do justice with me. Please support me. I m a beginner. Thanks for adding this book into ur Library😊👍🙏. Cover credit :- @_starflies_ and @IndianLegion Started:- 02/09/2018 Completed:- 24/10/2019
~Mayuri~ The Forgotten Princess🥀, écrit par InfernalEra_Tae
54 chapitres En cours d'écriture Contenu pour adultes
Her history was not unwritten; it was unread. [English translations available in the story.] •~उसके चेहरे की चमक के सामने सादा लगा, आसमान पे चाँद पूरा था मगर आधा लगा~• •Chipe hue lafz kaun kahega? Inn siyahi ke panno ko kaun samjhega? Kisme itna wakt hai ki, wo mere dil ke lafzo ko sunne ka irada rakhega?• :- Rajkumari Mayurika ▪︎•"Aapne sabke liye koi n koi banaya- meri daasta likhte samay aap dusre kirdaar bhul gaye the Krishn?"•▪︎ . . -Her breaths turned deeper when he came forward and rested his palm on the edge of the river;and leaned forward- while directly looking at her. "Kaha dhyan hai aapka? Kahi khoyi khoyi si nazar aa rahi hai." She could not help but feel intimidated by his deep voice and his intense staring; him being wet wasn't helping either. "Bewajah nazare ghumana achhi baat nahi hoti."She sucked in a sudden breath when she felt his hand caressing the back of her earlobe. "Ab bataiye, Kya dekh rahi thi?"Her body felt like shrinking, and her eyes fluttered with sensations. "K-kuch bhi nahi." . . Tonight is the great ball and every royal, count and other highly ranked officials would be visiting, except for one person. There was a chamber at the far end of the great palace, where hardly any activities take place. The chamber is usually very quiet; very less guards or servants could be seen there. Far back at the very end of the balcony, a small figure was lying with her tear strained face, yet she had a soft charm on her face. She was a beauty on earth. It was chilly, yet she laid glued to the railing. Her eyes were twinkling as she admired her Moon, her hair long swaying with the wind; creating a mesmerising sight and alluring sound while playing her Baansuri Her small lips which were slightly kissing the baasuri were wobbling; another trail of tear fell down her doll like eyes. She was - Rajkumari Mayurika
Longing For Her , écrit par san_world_03
31 chapitres En cours d'écriture
He saw her for the first time on her birthday. She never knew about his feelings. Years passed-same school, same university-but he never found the words. This is the story of a quiet love, unspoken and unwavering. A boy who waited. And a girl who never knew she was being waited for...🦋 ***************************************** She opened the box slowly, dust rising from its lid. Inside, neatly stacked, were envelopes. Dozens of them. Each one marked in the same familiar handwriting. "Isha - Happy birthday! ❤️" She blinked, her fingers trembling as she picked one. Inside was a card-simple, handmade. Tucked with it, a folded note. A letter. "I don't know if I'll ever have the courage to give you this. But if I do... happy birthday, Isha. I think I've loved you since the day you walked past me, smiling at everyone but me." She pulled out another envelope. Same card. Same quiet confession. Year after year. Her eyes welled up. He had written to her every birthday. He had loved her-through years, through silence, through time. And not once had he asked for anything in return. She turned to Siddharth, who stood quietly at the door, watching her find his years of longing-one envelope at a time. "You waited this long...?" she whispered. He moved to her and wiped her tears, looked at her with that same old softness in his eyes. "I was waiting for a day when... you'd look at me the way I've looked at you all these years." ***************************************** Join me on this journey to uncover the depths of love and longing...🎀
Love In Vengeance, écrit par lostlakshi
67 chapitres Terminé Contenu pour adultes
"Aditya, I-" "Yes or No." His voice cut through the air, sharp and commanding. Shivalika didn't say anything. She knew if she replied with only Yes or No then it will bring up more Misunderstandings. But Her silence was enough for him. "The lies, the betrayal... You really thought I wouldn't find out?" Her eyes drifted to the papers in his hand-papers that would change everything. Her face paled. She had never imagined the truth would come out like this. "D-DNA report..." Her voice trembled. Her family was now frozen in shock. The betrayal was too much. His heart, once shattered, He had trusted her, believed her- But she had betrayed him. Not once, but twice. After all these years, she had hidden the truth about his daughter. "You hid it from me." His voice was thick "For eight years." His words were harsh. "I have a 7 year-old daughter, and I never knew she existed. I thought my child was dead! And you... you didn't think I had the right to know?" His voice broke into a whisper, one laced with pain. "I should've known. I shouldn't have trusted you after what you did to me eight years ago." Disgust curling his lips. For the first time, Shivalika saw hatred for her in his eyes, and it pierced her soul. But she knew she deserved it- every bit of his hate. She had broken him all over again. "You're a lawyer, right? You fight for human rights, but You took away my rights as a father." "Ms. Chauhan...You will regret hiding this from me. You've seen my love,and now... now you will see my Hate." "I didn't hate you when you left me. But today, today you've given me a reason to." His face twisted in a storm of fury, betrayal. "I'll make your life a living hell. This was all because of our family rivalry right? Now, I'll show You what a Real Rivalry looks like." Each word filled with venom, rage, and the promise of Vengeance. The man who had once been the hero of someone's story had now become the villain of his own. His Love turned into Vengeance.
Vous aimerez aussi
Slide 1 of 9
His Lost Falcon cover
Ishq: A Never Ending Love story cover
Prithvi Veerendra Chauhan cover
THE QUEEN OF ASHES cover
The Star He Drew cover
ʟᴏꜱᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ yᴏᴜ✔[#1 ɪɴ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ] cover
~Mayuri~ The Forgotten Princess🥀 cover
Longing For Her  cover
Love In Vengeance cover

His Lost Falcon

42 chapitres En cours d'écriture

✫ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐈𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐆𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ᕯᕯᕯᕯᕯᕯ She walks like royalty. He moves like a storm. She commands courtrooms with fire. He rules boardrooms in silence. She hides pain behind sharp words. He buries his behind calm eyes. She trusts no one. He lets no one close. She is rage wrapped in grace. He is restraint edged with danger. She used to laugh. He used to be the reason. . . . . RITIKA SINGH RATHORE Born into Rajasthan's most powerful royal family, Ritika is the pampered princess. But she is a Queen of her own world by strength and sheer will. A fierce lawyer feared in courtrooms, her silence is sharper than most screams. But behind that cold brilliance is a past steeped in blood and betrayal. She used to be the third-in-command of the Indian underworld, but now she doesn't even look at that direction. ADWAIT SINGHANIA A self-made billionaire forged by pain, Adwait rose from the ashes of a brutal past. He thinks like a strategist, moves like a soldier and trusts no one with his heart. He is only cheerful around his family and for others, he is nothing more than a silent storm. Once the second-in-command of India's deadliest crime syndicate, he has now cut ties with the crime world. Reason? No one knows. They were once each other's biggest supporter and secret keeper. Until one night shattered it all. Yet, years later, fate throws them together again. Not as friends. Not as enemies. But as two people bound by a past that refuses to die. Because the past isn't done with them yet. Enemies are watching. Alliances are shifting. And every heartbeat draws them deeper into a war they thought they had left behind. This isn't just a second chance. It's a collision course. This is not a love story, not yet. This is a battlefield and their hearts are the most dangerous weapons of all. ✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫