Coincidence Stories

Like water, soil, and sun, can you nurture me? Nasrin "Rin" Rivers grows things for a living. She's a broke twenty-four-year-old gardener raising her sick younger brother in a cramped apartment overflowing with plants, the only thing in her life she can control. Not her addict mother, not her father's absence, and definitely not the stack of bills growing faster than her plants. So when she wakes up half naked and hungover in a mansion she could never afford to walk past, she knows she's hit a new low. What she doesn't expect is the owner: Emiliano Valderrama, a stunning and infuriating Colombian heir with a reputation for being untouchable...and a clear memory of the night she can't remember. She thinks their chaotic encounter is over-until the next morning, when she learns the mansion belongs to the same man behind the high-paying gardening job she just applied for. Their accidental collision spirals into a sharp, intoxicating push-and-pull as Rin discovers the world behind his gates is full of secrets, obsessions, and dangers that bloom like nightshade. Caught between survival, family loyalty, and a man who terrifies her almost as much as he draws her in, Rin must decide whether Emiliano is just another beautiful poison, or something worth risking everything for. Rin knows how to handle dangerous growth. She can prune it, shape it, survive it. But Emiliano Valderrama? He's something she's never learned to control. And in his world, nothing is planted by chance.

When paths cross unexpectedly, a single moment can shift your entire trajectory. You try to brush it off as a fleeting coincidence-a minor blip in the daily routine-and assume life will quickly return to normal. But then, the universe orchestrates another unscripted encounter. Suddenly, that casual shrug feels a lot heavier. Is it just a glitch in the system, a bizarre streak of luck, or is destiny quietly trying to get your attention? When someone lingers in your mind long after they are gone, a second meeting changes everything. Maybe running away from fate was never truly an option.

Some stories don't begin with a moment. They begin with a glance, one that lingers that you can't explain long after you've looked away. Like déjà vu in a place you've never been. Like recognizing someone you've never met. Like your heart quietly whispering, it's them, Before you even know their name. It's a story about two people who kept crossing paths, finding each other Only in passing glances. Or maybe they did meet. Just not in the way they realized. Because not all love stories are loud. Some bloom in silence. Some live in quiet moments. Some are written between glances. And maybe that's what this story really is. A reminder that the heart sometimes sees someone first... long before the mind understands why. ... ヾ(≧ ▽ ≦)ゝ ...

It was just an accident. At least, that's what I told myself. But days later, with questions I can't answer and a feeling I can't shake- it doesn't feel that simple anymore. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Noor thought she understood her life- study, work, survive, repeat. Until one night changed the rhythm of everything. The other rider disappeared without a trace. She didn't. Now she's left dealing with more than just injuries- unspoken truths, complicated relationships, and memories that refuse to fade the way they should. Something about that night- about him- feels wrong. Familiar. What is she missing? Why can't she forget it? Because sometimes, the things we try to move on from... are the ones that stay the longest. And sometimes- they don't just stay. They come back. So if she sees him again- will she recognize him... or wish she never did? Or worse- was it never just an accident at all... but something closer to fate? __________________________________________________ Just start reading, I promise you won't regret. 👀😭🫴🏻 And as the story unfolds... maybe I will change the description...🫩 WARNING : Slow burn NOTE : This story is completely my own. So do not copy. ❌

"Reality isn't what we think it is." At least, that's what science says. --- "Promise me something." "What?" "When the truth finally finds you..." "...don't hate me for knowing it first." --- Isabella has always believed that every question has an answer. Every equation has a solution. Every choice has a consequence. But what if some meetings can't be explained? What if some people were never a coincidence to begin with? Because some people aren't accidents. Some meetings rewrite everything. And some truths... refuse to stay buried.

𝐊𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐥 𝐱 𝐊𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐥 ✯ Kiara Bansal didn't move to the city because she had some grand dream. Her parents simply knew she was capable of more and gently pushed her out of her comfort zone, hoping she'd build a life bigger than the one she'd always known. On the very first day of her internship, she confidently waves at a ridiculously handsome man she assumes is just another employee. Why? Because she never bothered looking up the CEO. In her defense, she'd always imagined CEOs as grumpy, bald men with reading glasses. Well... She'd just waved at the man who owns the entire company. As if surviving that embarrassment wasn't enough, she finds out their best friends are dating. Which means escaping him is practically impossible. Dinners. Hangouts. Random plans. Somehow, they're always in the same room... and she's always one awkward sentence away from disappearing into the floor. To Kunal Agarwal, she's pure chaos wrapped in confidence. Too loud. Too honest. Way too comfortable around him. To Kiara, he's annoyingly composed, painfully intimidating, and somehow impossible to act normal around. Somewhere between accidental conversations, shared glances, inside jokes, and moments that weren't supposed to matter, the awkwardness begins to fade. The distance quietly disappears, replaced by a comfort neither of them ever planned for. They don't notice when annoyance turns into concern. When silence starts saying more than words ever could. Or when looking for each other becomes second nature. Neither of them was trying to fall in love. But destiny has a funny habit of putting them in the same room... ...until pretending they don't care becomes the hardest thing they've ever done. 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬~ CEO × Intern • Grumpy × Sunshine • Slow Burn • He Falls First • Forced Proximity • Workplace Romance • Best Friends Are Dating • Opposites Attract • Fate Ke

DEDICATION This book is dedicated to every dreamer who believes that true love is not measured by wealth, status, or appearance, but by honesty, sacrifice, loyalty, and kindness. To those who have loved deeply, waited patiently, forgiven sincerely, and never stopped believing that genuine love still exists-this story is for you. May these pages remind you that the greatest treasures in life are not found in bank accounts, but in the hearts of the people who stand beside us through every season. Finally, I dedicate this novel to my readers. Thank you for believing in my stories and allowing my words to become a part of your journey. With gratitude, **Emirate Digital Hub**

✨ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐕𝐞𝐢𝐥 ✨ She grew up learning to hate him. He spent his life loving her in silence. Anahira Shahroz and Taehyung Khan two souls tied by faith, torn by the past. He prayed for her in the dark, whispering her name into nights that never answered back. She built walls high enough to hide behind her pain. But fate has a way of pulling hearts together, even when they were never written in the same destiny. A story of love that aches, faith that heals, and hearts learning that maybe... some prayers are meant to be answered late. 𓆩♡𓆪 Enemies to lovers | Childhood scars | Muslim fanfiction | Slow-burn romance "I loved her in silence, prayed for her in the dark, but no matter how much my heart longed, she was never written in my fate."

"Makikilala rin kita, hindi man ngayon o bukas and still I don't know how, when and where but may God allow us to meet" katagang minsan kong pinangarap noon. But ngayon... "Yoonah, would you still love me after what I have done? Did I waste the opportunity I once dreamed of? Could I still win you back?" tanong sa kawalan habang nakatayo sa balkonahe. "Charles, Charles, Charles Ahhhhhhhhh bwesit... ani nito sabay hagis ng baso sa pinto. Is this the consequences of everything? We can fight million times but God yung kalimutan ako? Fuck! Hindi ako papayag" dagdag nito habang hawak-hawak ang kanyang ulo. Charles Glis Lluiller Hemenes the future business tycoon of the Family. He studied engineering in Abroad. A man who keep dating but nothing beats someone he met not just once, twice but thrice!.

​『 𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘢𝘭​-』 ​𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘴... 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘦...・。.・. ​They didn't fall in love at first sight, but it wasn't hate either. Just the tiny moments that became a vivid memory at the back of their minds.​​ꕀ ꕀ ꕀ ​They found their own version of comfort, pulling the strings of their hearts taut. Even when they tried to walk away, the tone never changed.. ･｡ﾟ🦋･｡ﾟ And maybe... some connections don't start with introductions, they start with irritation and an argument that lasts longer than it should have. ​"I swear I'm going to lose my mind." "Over me?" "Don't flatter yourself." ​Are they strangers? 𝘋𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥.⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆ Disclaimer: This is a work of pure fiction and does not reflect the artist's real life or personality. And none of the images used in book are owned by me

A story that doesn't begin with love... it begins with chance. With small, unnoticed moments... a seat taken by coincidence, a glance that lasted a second longer, a conversation that wasn't supposed to happen. And somehow, those little accidents kept finding their way back-turning strangers into friends, and friends into something deeper... Something they never really named. Maybe that's what made it real - That some connections don't need closeness to survive. They didn't come back to each other with grand moments or perfect timing. It was simple... almost ordinary. Until one day, in the middle of nothing special, she felt it-this wasn't just comfort anymore. It was deeper, softer, and a little frightening. And she said it. Not perfectly, not with certainty... just honestly, the way feelings arrive when they've been waiting too long. What followed wasn't a fairytale. It was something quieter... something that felt like truth. Staying back a little longer than necessary... finding reasons in small conversations... turning fleeting minutes into something that felt enough. It wasn't about having all the time in the world - It was about making whatever time they had, matter. But with a kind of choice that doesn't need to be spoken every day. Because some stories don't survive on being together all the time - They survive on being understood, even in absence. This isn't a story about endings. It's about how not every distance is a loss. Sometimes, it's just a different way of holding on. Somewhere in this, you'll find a piece of your own story - The one that never really ended... just paused, waiting to be understood differently. Aryan... isn't a character. He is real. This isn't just fiction. It's a story that lived... and still does. Some stories are written. Some are lived. And this one... still is.

If someone told you that the love of your life would arrive through a series of accidents... Would you believe them? Vihaan wouldn't. Neither would Mihika. Yet every time they walked away from each other... Life found another reason to bring them back. A meeting they never planned. A conversation they never expected. A goodbye that was never really the end. Some stories begin with "Once upon a time." Theirs began with... "Until the next coincidence."

She wanted nothing to do with him but he kept finding his way back anyway.

Some people enter our lives with a proper introduction. Some never do. A crowded hospital waiting hall. Two strangers. One silent coincidence. Every time she looked at him, he was looking somewhere else. Every time he looked at her, she had already looked away. Not a single conversation. Not even a simple hello. Yet somehow, she slowly became a familiar face in his family's life while he remained nothing more than a stranger sitting across the corridor. Was it just another ordinary encounter? Or had fate already written a story... and forgotten to introduce its two main characters? Sometimes, the deepest connections begin long before the first conversation.

Was it all coincidences or could it all be fate? Vanessa harding and Justice Meyer. Two nearly identical personalities. but when the two of them have a not so happy collision on the street one night, its only just the beginning for them Will they continue to hate each other or will fate continue its ways with the two of them?

Some people meet because they're destined to. Others meet because someone missed a train. What begins as an unexpected journey slowly turns into a story neither Meher Sharma nor Abeer Singh ever saw coming.

"Hello?" "Who is this?" "Is this Uncle Ryan?" "Do I sound like your Uncle Ryan to you? Because I don't think I sound like a man, seeing as I'm a girl." --- In which two people meet over a completely coincidental phone call. (18/5/18)

He was never supposed to matter. He was just a stranger with a quiet smile and perfect timing-until he started appearing everywhere Lena went. He remembers things she never told him, understands her before she speaks, and slowly becomes impossible to ignore. But some coincidences aren't coincidences. And by the time Lena realises someone has been watching her far longer than she ever imagined... it may already be too late.

"A single fragrance can lock away a memory... or unlock a secret." In 2021, Shimi is an anxious Bangladeshi student in South Korea, struggling to navigate a fast-paced city. When a mysterious stranger saves her life at a busy crosswalk, all she retains is the unforgettable memory of an intoxicating fragrance-and then tragedy strikes from home. In 2023, Shimi finds herself working as an exclusive tutor for the young heir of one of Korea's wealthiest families. But as strange questions arise about her past scientific research, the familiar scent reappears in the villa's hallways-leading straight to the young master's enigmatic uncle. Is it a mere coincidence, or has their fate been tangled from the very beginning?