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A Second Chance Every Time

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Parts 24
Time 5h 30m

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When life gives love, it also tests it in the harshest ways...

Somu never believed in fairytales, but fate bound her to Aarav, a man whose silent love speaks louder than words. Between stolen glances, diary confessions, and unspoken promises, their journey blooms in unexpected ways.

But life isn't just about love-it's about family, sacrifice, and pain. When Somu's beloved sister Vennela faces a life-threatening delivery, the family's world trembles. Rithvik's tears, a newborn's first cry, and a mother's fight between life and death bring everyone closer to what truly matters: love that endures, even in the darkest storms.

This is a story of love that heals, family that protects, and bonds that are never broken-no matter what destiny writes.

💌 A heartwarming tale of love, sacrifice, and the courage to hold on forever.All Rights Reserved

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FROM FORCED TO CHOSEN by divwritss

🌸 The wedding drums still echoed in her ears, even after the guests had left and the house had sunk into silence. Ananya sat on the edge of the bed, her red bangles clinking softly as she folded her trembling hands in her lap. This was the moment she had dreamed of since childhood-the beginning of a new life, a partner who would hold her close, a home built on laughter and trust. But reality stood in sharp contrast. Across the room, Arjun loosened his tie with visible frustration, his face drawn with an exhaustion that wasn't from the rituals but from something deeper-resistance. He hadn't looked at her the entire evening except when duty forced him to. His voice, when he finally spoke, was clipped and cold, a knife to her fragile hopes. "This marriage..." he said quietly, almost to himself, "was never my choice." The words sank into her heart like stones, shattering the fragile castles she had built in her imagination. Ananya lowered her gaze, tears pricking her eyes, but she swallowed them down. Crying wouldn't change the truth. She was an introvert who had never asked for much-only a life where love bloomed slowly but surely. Yet here she was, bound in a relationship where love seemed like a distant mirage. He was a man carrying his own scars, his own chains, and she was caught in the storm of his unwillingness. In that quiet room, between two strangers joined by force, a journey began. A journey that would test patience, break walls, and question what it really meant to choose someone-not with words, but with the heart. And though neither of them knew it yet, what started as a forced bond would one day turn into a choice that would redefine them both. --- 🐚🦑🪷

Khamoshiyaan (Silences) by Dramaticview

She was never supposed to wear that mangalsutra. He was never supposed to hold her hand. Aarav Malhotra, 30, was all set to marry his cousin. But when she ran away on the wedding day, 21-year-old Anaya was pushed into a marriage that wasn't hers to begin with. He blamed her. Hurt her. Ignored her. She stayed silent. Numb. Breathing... but not alive. Until one night, a slap... a locked terrace... and a phobia that almost killed her. By the time he realised what he had done, she had already stopped hoping. Now, he wants forgiveness. She wants nothing. But fate? Fate still wants them together.

Kayalvizhi - His Beloved Bride | COMPLETED ✔ by bookish___blossoms

||A south indian cross cousin love story|| 🌸 Note: In certain South Indian traditions, marriage between a girl and her mother's brother's son (cross-cousin) is a culturally accepted and legally valid practice in India. Ezhil x Kayalvizhi Kayalvizhi grew up with one dream, that one day she would marry Arjun. He was her first love, her childhood promise, her everything. Their families had always spoken about it like it was written in the stars. So when the wedding was finally fixed, her heart overflowed with happiness. She didn't care about a big career or chasing ambition. Being his wife was enough. But fate had other plans. Just hours before the wedding, Arjun leaves without a word, making her shattered at the edge of a life that no longer makes sense. In the midst of heartbreak, confusion, and family pressure, she is married off to his younger brother, Ezhil, the charming professor who had loved her in silence since childhood. Kayal enters this new marriage numb and unwilling. But Ezhil never asks for her love, only her peace. He gives her space, encourages her to study, to grow, to dream again. Slowly, through his kindness, she begins to find herself. The girl who once only wanted love begins to chase a future of her own, one her father had always wished for her. One she never thought she was strong enough to build. And somewhere in the quiet rhythm of their new life, shared in silence, in the way he saw her strength when she couldn't, her heart began to heal. She didn't realize when it started, but with every gentle word, every steady presence, every look that held more care than expectation, She began to fall in love again, not all at once, but slowly. Softly. Unexpectedly. Beautifully. Not with the boy she once dreamed of, But with the man who had loved her all along, quietly, patiently, completely.

When the lotus bloomed |✓ by vinika_writs

Meera and Veer's marriage was never meant to be perfect. Forced together by circumstances beyond their control, their life began as a struggle-not just with the world, but with each other. Veer, mentally trapped in a childlike state due to a deep trauma, was unable to give Meera the love and companionship she longed for. Yet, as their journey unfolds, both find themselves bound by love, duty, and the complexities of a relationship neither fully understood. Years pass, and the weight of life, miscommunication, and unspoken fears threatens to tear them apart. "I don't know how to fix this, Veer," Meera whispered, her voice raw with emotion. "But I can't live in this silence anymore. I can't." But just as their relationship begins to unravel, a tragic twist alters everything. Meera finds herself at a crossroads, torn between duty and her own heart. Will Veer recover from the trauma that has held him captive? Will their love withstand the test of time and tragedy? "We'll figure it out, Meera. Together," Veer says, his voice full of regret, yet tinged with hope. As their world shifts, Meera and Veer must confront the past, navigate the painful road to healing, and find the courage to reclaim the love they once had-and perhaps, rediscover it anew. A story of resilience, heartache, and redemption, "When the Lotus Blooms" is a testament to the power of love's ability to grow and heal, even in the most unexpected places. Setting: Rural Rajasthan, early 2000s Themes: Social pressure, healing, emotional growth, love beyond condition

𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐀 : 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐧 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞|𝟏𝟖+ (Series #01) by authorruna

𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐀𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐯 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 ⋆⭒˚.⋆𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲 𝑰: 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 ⋆⭒˚.⋆ "We are getting married in a week." He stated. I looked at him with my tear filled eyes. He took my both hands in his , slowly caressing them as his gaze met mine. I wondered how he could be so calm in such a situation. "You don't have to marry me. I don't want to be a burden on someone." , I muttered as I slowly averted my gaze from him. " I need you in my life, Miraya. And to answer your question, you will never be a burden on me. NEVER."I quickly looked at him. And to be by his side for this past one hour felt like he was healing something inside me. Something he has never broken. His words seemed odd. And still they were enough to assure me to trust him with my life. "Why?" "I need an heir for my family and your child needs a father. No one will know about this except us. Okay?" ☆ ★ ✮ ★ ☆ Miraya Agnihotri married her bestfriend's only cousin brother, the billionaire Raghav Singhania, to provide a father to her unborn child, and an heir to his family. She had struggled all her student life to fund her education and find jobs to make ends meet for her family, only to never get the love she deserved from them. Her boy-friend promised her their forever future to her and marry her one day but he died in a car accident before she could announce her pregnancy news to him. Will she ever be able to forget her boyfriend and love Raghav more than only as the father to her child? Is this just a marriage-of-convenience or a promise of forever love? Did Raghav really marry her out of pity or was she his chosen bride?

Lies and Love ✔️ by mikywaymidnight

They say LIES and SECRETS are like cancer to the soul, they eat away all good and leave destruction behind. What if lying is the only way to keep you alive? What if lying gave you the freedom the truth never did? What if the hate and angst of others is driving you into this situation? If you would lie for all these purposes, so did I. With all these lies in my life, I found love, my Devansh. Do you think lies and love can coexist? Is my love strong enough to survive through the lie storm called my new life? I, Jagati Jagadeesh Dhanraj the Daughter of a Chief Minister and an IAS officer welcome you to watch me as I lie through my life and find love.

Married to my love by jyorytzzz

This story is of a south indian Cross cousin's (bava mardal) story. Mostly in Telugu with english translations. Both had feelings towards each other without others knowledge, maybe a person faking but had stopped having feelings when she heard him accepting her cousin's love. Is he really having feelings for her cousin or is it a misunderstanding. Once the fate parted them will again they reunite or not. What will happen?? **"A new love story is brewing... "Married to My Love" - Stay tuned, readers!". ⋋⁠✿⁠ Enjoy reading ✿⁠⋌ #1 - teluguwriter (9/11/25)

Finding my other half (Completed) by AngelTweet

#2 - arrangedmarriage #12 - feelings True love stands by each other's side on good days and stands closer on bad days. Marriage stands the test of times when both you and your spouse work towards making things better. And we are tested the most when we face adversities. If you can sail through the adversities as one, as a team, then you have won half the battle. A perfect marriage is just two imperfect people who refuse to give up on each other. Learning to accept each other's flaws and living with them, forgiving one another, and sharing and growing the love, is what make marriage so special. - Annonymous This is story about Swara and Sanskar tied in an arranged marriage totally unaware about their other half. This will be a simple sweet love story on how two individuals who are completely different from each other come together falls in love with each other and create a beautiful world around them. Sanskar : 'I always trust you Badi Ma with my life, I know you will always choose the best for me. And now you have chosen Swara, I will try to make it possible for both of us. But will I be able to involve in this marriage with my heart? I still need time to accept this, but I will fulfill all promises and vows which I will take with her.' Swara: 'I knew Dida never showed it but consoled and cared for me even after losing her daughter and son in law. But I knew somewhere I was burden on her; she was always worried about my future. And now also I have become a burden on this family, on my husband. He was forced to marry me, he accepted this marriage just because of his mothers. How long any forced relation will breath? It will break and die in near future. I have no hopes from this.' Disclaimer -This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

$Dignity & Damage {Her Fiance's Brother} by Lixie_writes$

He wasn't the man she was supposed to marry. But when her fiancé cheated on the day of their wedding, his elder brother stepped in - not out of love, but to protect her dignity. Sharvika never wanted Veeransh. She never forgave him for what she thought he'd stolen. So she wore the bridal red with rage in her heart and vengeance on her lips. Veeransh accepted her coldness, her silence, her subtle punishments - all without defense. He never asked for her love. He only offered quiet protection... and took every blame she threw like it was his to carry. But hatred is a fragile thing when laid beside kindness. And guilt? Guilt never stays buried forever. As truths unravel, so does her heart - piece by piece, in the arms of the man she swore to hate. A story of broken vows, silent sacrifice, and a love that was never meant to happen... but did anyway. ........... Tropes: Marriage of convenience Fiancé runs, brother replaces Cold wife × quiet, protective husband He takes the blame, she gives the pain Guilt. Resentment. Silent love. .......... Words count : ......... Started on : July 17, 2025 Completed on : ......... ! This story is complete work of imagination and it's completely mine ! ......... Pictures:- Pinterest (credits to the rightful owners)

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FROM FORCED TO CHOSEN

🌸 The wedding drums still echoed in her ears, even after the guests had left and the house had sunk into silence. Ananya sat on the edge of the bed, her red bangles clinking softly as she folded her trembling hands in her lap. This was the moment she had dreamed of since childhood-the beginning of a new life, a partner who would hold her close, a home built on laughter and trust. But reality stood in sharp contrast. Across the room, Arjun loosened his tie with visible frustration, his face drawn with an exhaustion that wasn't from the rituals but from something deeper-resistance. He hadn't looked at her the entire evening except when duty forced him to. His voice, when he finally spoke, was clipped and cold, a knife to her fragile hopes. "This marriage..." he said quietly, almost to himself, "was never my choice." The words sank into her heart like stones, shattering the fragile castles she had built in her imagination. Ananya lowered her gaze, tears pricking her eyes, but she swallowed them down. Crying wouldn't change the truth. She was an introvert who had never asked for much-only a life where love bloomed slowly but surely. Yet here she was, bound in a relationship where love seemed like a distant mirage. He was a man carrying his own scars, his own chains, and she was caught in the storm of his unwillingness. In that quiet room, between two strangers joined by force, a journey began. A journey that would test patience, break walls, and question what it really meant to choose someone-not with words, but with the heart. And though neither of them knew it yet, what started as a forced bond would one day turn into a choice that would redefine them both. --- 🐚🦑🪷