Hefellfirst Stories

In a country that treats cricket as a religion, Kabir Malhotra wasn't just a player; he was the god of the final over-a lethal, broad-shouldered storm in a blue jersey who broke records as easily as he broke hearts. But to Ananya Sharma, he was just the arrogant boy next door who had spent fifteen years perfecting the art of getting under her skin. He was her brother's best friend, her family's golden boy, and the man who currently occupied ninety percent of her intrusive thoughts. Kabir had plans. For him, the game didn't end at the stadium. He'd spent years playing a long, calculated game of cat-and-mouse, waiting for the girl who called him a "narcissist" to realize she was the only trophy he actually wanted. ****** "You think you're so powerful because you can hit a ball? You're just a narcissist with a fan club." "I'm a narcissist who knows exactly how you sound when I whisper in your ear. Keep using that sharp tongue, baby girl. I might just decide I want to feel it somewhere else. ******

"𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞. 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞." Four years ago, Rowan Thorne was my everything. My backyard confidant, my person, the boy who promised we'd make it out of our small town together. But when the "Golden Table" called, Rowan didn't just answer: He sold me out to pay for his seat. One night, one viral humiliation, and one room full of laughter was all it took to turn my best friend into my greatest nightmare. Now, I'm Amara Sinclair a 22 year old, and I've rebuilt myself from the ashes. I'm three hundred miles away from home, a top architecture student at Preston University, and I have a heart made of reinforced concrete. No cracks. No weaknesses. But my sanctuary is shattered when Rowan walks into my senior studio. He's no longer the boy who broke my heart; he's the university's star athlete, the man every girl wants, and thanks to a cruel twist of fate and a mandatory project- my new partner. Rowan claims he changed. He says he's spent four years drowning in regret for what he traded. But I know better than to trust a Thorne. He wants forgiveness. I want to survive the semester without letting him see that he still has the power to break me. 𝐈𝐧 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞? 𝐈'𝐦 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬. Story By: Genesis🤍🪐

Siddharth Goenka has always been the boy who smiled a little wider when she entered the room, the boy who loved from a distance with jokes, secret glances, and silent care. Shanaya Oberoi, the principal's daughter, new to his school, never realized that her quiet protector was much closer than she thought. Years later, when life throws them into an unexpected arranged marriage, Siddharth faces the one thing he never dared before - a chance to be more than her silent supporter. But love built on unspoken moments isn't easy to explain. And Shanaya? She's about to discover that sometimes, the greatest love stories aren't loud... they're written between the spaces where laughter, loyalty, and longing live.

මේකත් , "මේ ලෝකයේ" තවත් ආත්ම සහකරු දෙන්නෙක්ගේ ජීවිත කතාවකි.....🤍🕊️🦋

Story of an IAS and an IPS officer who are bound together in a love-cum-arranged marriage. Eventually, they discover love and solace in each other. IAS and IPS officers fight for the well-being of society - but will they be able to fight their own battles? What does the future hold for them? IAS - Mitra Aharnisha Rao Disciplined, composed, fiercely dedicated to her duty, yet soft and calm at heart. IPS - Abhimanyu Omkara Roy Bold, sharp, and uncompromising as an IPS officer, often cold and ruthless when it comes to justice. Just peep into the story to know more. Disclaimer: This is my first story, so please forgive any mistakes. English is not my first language. All characters and events are purely imaginary. Credits to respective owners for any pictures used. Suggestions are welcome.

This Book Contains 🔞 scenes.... A Dark Romance Story. #Dominant ML ×Submissive ML. #CEO×College Student. #No Cheating Scene. #Both are Each other First. **Introduction** She never imagined that **one mistake** could change the entire course of her life... or lead her straight into the bed of the **King of Udaipur.** Esha Singh was a simple girl from a middle-class family. Sweet, kind, and full of warmth, she only knew one thing - how to spread happiness wherever she went. With deep black eyes, a petite height of **5'2**, and an innocent heart untouched by the cruelty of the world, Esha believed life was simple. But fate had other plans. Because the man her destiny tied her to was nothing like her. **Rudraksh Singh Rajvansh.** The ruthless **Prince of Jaipur.** CEO of one of the biggest business empires - **Rajvansh Corporation.** And beneath the glittering lights of power and success... The **Mafia King** ruling the underworld. A man with piercing **green eyes**, standing **6'3**, whose heart had long turned to stone. Emotionless. Merciless. Untouchable. He didn't believe in love. He didn't believe in family. His world was built on **darkness, power, and revenge.** Until **her one mistake** brought her crashing into his life. Now the innocent girl who only knew how to love... belongs to the man who only knows how to destroy. And in Rudraksh's dark world... **there is no escape.**...

Schedule:- EVERY THURSDAY _______ ISHQ :- Where love becomes devotion "Love can make you divine in someone's eyes, or reduce you to a flame that lives only for them." ~~~~ "This is a story of love, of waiting, and of quiet devotion. A journey that begins with finding love... and follows everything it must ensure to survive. Some find the love they prayed for, and some are left with nothing but the act of loving. But beneath it all, this isn't just a love story- it's about parents who fight, hurt, and still stay, not out of love, but out of habit and exhaustion, and the children who grow up carrying the weight of nights they were too young to understand. And somewhere between love and loss, this story searches for something deeper- faith, healing, and a way back to God."

Aaradhya Bose thought getting into her dream university meant a fresh start. a quiet, peaceful college life where she could finally live on her own terms. But her plans unravel the moment she runs into Mayank Agarwal. her childhood academic rival turned unexpected shadow. He reads her like a well-loved fantasy novel, uncovering thoughts she never says aloud. Will something more spark between the old rivals? Tropes: ✓ University Romance ✓ He fell first and harder ✓ Touch her and die ✓ Academic rivals ✓ Soft Romance ✓ Old school love Started On: November 26, 2025

✨ Always You, Eventually Reyansh Kapoor's favorite hobby? Annoying Ishita Sen. Ishita's favorite hobby? Pretending he doesn't affect her. He's loud. She's observant. He teases. She doesn't lose. Or at least... she tries not to. Between football practices, last-minute school chaos, and conversations that get a little too personal, the banter starts feeling different. Because somewhere along the way- He stopped joking. And she started noticing. She sketches the version of him no one sees. He looks at her like she's already chosen. They were never obvious. Never dramatic. Just inevitable. - A sequel to When I Let You In, set in the same timeline with Arya and Aarav in the background. Can be read as a standalone.

"Saari duniya jeet ke mai aaya hoon idhar Tere hi aage hi mai haara kiya tune kya asar?" Raihan Malhotra is not just a singer. He's a phenomenon. The man whose voice makes stadiums tremble. The man who turns pain into platinum. The man the world calls unbeatable. "India ka heartbreak king." But har jeet ke baad... ek haar hoti hai. And his defeat? Reva Arora. His manager. His shadow. His silence. Calm. Controlled. Professional. To her, he is just "Mr. Malhotra." A brand. A responsibility. A schedule to maintain. To him? She is every unsung lyric. "Insaan poori duniya jeet sakta hai," he once said on stage, eyes searching for her in the crowd, "lekin ek insaan ke saamne hamesha haar jaata hai." The world thought it was a dialogue. It was a confession. While fans scream "I love you, Raihan!" the only woman he wants to hear it from doesn't even look at him. She hears the applause. She ignores the ache. But when the music fades... when the songs stop hiding the truth... when headlines start asking, "Who is Raihan Malhotra's muse?" Reva Arora will have to decide- Will she remain professional? Or will she finally listen... to the man who has been loving her from the spotlight all along? Because this isn't just a love story. Yeh kahaani hai ek superstar ki- jo sabka hai... par sirf us ek insaan ka hona chahta hai.

••We became enemies then, Love came unexpectedly•• Ishaan × Anaya ♾️✨ Everyone loves Anaya Jaisingh. She's warmth wrapped in elegance, kindness mistaken for fragility, a girl who smiles softly and listens deeply. No one questions her presence. No one suspects her silence. Ishaan Shekhawat is everything she isn't supposed to want-cold, commanding, built of sharp edges and unspoken wars. Their families stand on opposite sides of power, bound by history and buried truths. They begin as enemies, connected by obligation, forced proximity, and a tension neither of them names. What starts as resistance turns into understanding. What feels like rivalry becomes protection. And what looks like love... becomes dangerous. Because Anaya didn't return to India to start a life. She returned to finish one. As secrets stir and loyalties fracture, Ishaan finds himself torn between the man who raised him and the woman he's falling for. And Anaya-gentle, graceful, devastating-moves through it all like a calm before a storm no one sees coming. They love her like a child. They trust her like family. They never realize who's the most dangerous person in the room. ____ I hope you'll love it. Give this story a try!

Evara Malhotra has accepted a simple truth: the perfect guy only exists in fiction. Dhairya Singhania has accepted a painful truth: he is desperately in love with his best friend, and he can never, ever tell her. But when Evara ropes Dhairya into a secret mission to set up their best friends, the unbreakable rules of their lifelong friendship start to bend. Between staged encounters, shared secrets, and a chaotic friend group that constantly needs supervision, Dhairya decides it's time to show Evara what real romance looks like. But the challenge is convincing a girl who only swoons over fictional men that her perfect romance has been sitting right beside her all along.

Zaid is the neighborhood's "unattainable" golden boy-charming, masculine, and bored by the constant attention of every girl on the block. Haya is the effortless beauty next door, the girl who exists in everyone's dreams but keeps her own heart under lock and key. They share a common wall, a view of the skyline, and a unspoken rule of staying on their own side. But when a tangled manjha brings them to the terrace at sunset, a game of pride turns into a journey of passion. He fell first, thinking it was just a crush. She fell harder, realizing he was the only one who truly saw her. Between stolen glances and rooftop secrets, discover a love story that proves the shortest distance between two hearts is the wall right next to you. In a world of digital connections, Zaid and Haya found something real on a concrete rooftop... Manjha follows the delicate, invisible thread that pulls these two neighbors together. It's a story of masculine pride melting into devotion and a girl's guarded heart opening up to a love that's louder than the city below. As their kites tangle in the sky, their lives weave together in a beautiful, chaotic mess of laughter, jealousy, and "did-that-really-just-happen" rom-com moments. Will their love soar high, or will the strings of reality cut them down?

A single wrong digit. A conversation never meant to exist. And two hearts that answered anyway. She was given a number with the promise of destiny. He was waiting for a message with the hope of forever. Neither checked twice. Both replied. "I never meant to fall... yet here I am, replying to your messages at midnight, smiling like a fool." She doesn't know his name the way fate intended. He doesn't know her face the way families decide. Yet somehow, they know each other better than anyone else. In a world where love is arranged, they found something unplanned. Unfiltered. Unasked for. But In the real world, they passed each other like strangers- "Ayee, chirkule, dur rehna!" Aadhira yelled, jabbing a finger in his direction like that would physically push him back. Arhaan didn't move. Instead, he tilted his head slightly, eyes flicking from her furious expression to the space she'd unknowingly closed between them. A slow smile tugged at his lips - the kind that said he was enjoying this way too much. "Madam, paas toh aap aa rahi hain," he said lightly, voice calm, almost amused. Aadhira froze for half a second, realising she was standing closer than she meant to. .... Some connections aren't written in kundlis, they're written in conversations that feel like home. Every time fate tried to bring them closer, it arrived late. Every truth waited for the wrong moment. Every confession missed its turn. Yet love kept finding its way back-in habits that felt familiar, in voices that stirred something unnamed, in a pull neither of them could explain. Some stories aren't about meeting the right person. They're about surviving all the ways you fail to recognize them. And maybe that's the most dangerous kind of love - the one that happens by mistake, but stays on purpose. Wrongly, Yours - a love story written in missed chances, and held together by fate.

"There is always light. If only we're brave enough to see it." - Amanda Gorman Destiny series #1 Even though she seems to not care about it, somehow it does affect her. All her hopes are shattering as if it's like a broken glass. But it is a fact that God can never see their children suffering so like a blowing peaceful wind, he appears in her life. Can be called as a coincidence or it can be a fate but as fire heat gives us warmth in winters Just like that he becomes her peace, her hope, her warmth and light in her messed up dark life and most importantly her DESIRED DESTINY. Shreya Sharma, known as one of the top business woman who don't give a shit about anything or maybe that's what she thinks. Thinks she doesn't need anyone in her life so she doesn't like to show her emotions openly. But there are some people who she is close to and can do anything for them. Has a story behind why she became like this. Can show anyone their place if they mess with her. She doesn't let anyone crush her passion but what will happen when she meets a powerful storm who not only will become her strength but will become her only hope and a light in her world of darkness. Adhiraj Rana, also a business tycoon, loves his family a lot and can go to any length to protect them . He is a storm who doesn't leave anyone if messed with his loved ones. Though he is loved by everyone and is also a bachelor handsome hunk for whom every girl will fall but still dreams to be with someone whom he can pamper and love with all his heart. Though he has his family still he is waiting for the person who will become his partner and will support him. But what he'll do when the person who he desires to be with has a past that he is unaware of which can affect him. What will happen when these two will meet ? Will Shreya be able to trust adhiraj ? Will Adhiraj after knowing her past support her or just like everyone he'll also leave her ? Read the story to find out.........

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 - 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 • 𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑪𝑬𝑫 𝑻𝑶 𝑩𝑬 𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑺𝑯𝑨 𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑰𝑨 × 𝑺𝑰𝑫𝑫𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑻 𝑨𝑮𝑵𝑰𝑯𝑶𝑻𝑹𝑰 Siddhant Agnihotri- India's most renowned neurosurgeon. A man married to his profession, emotionally distant, disciplined to the core. Prisha Singhania- A fearless, free spirited woman. CEO of a famous publishing house and a secret author who believes in healing through words yet carries scars that make her doubt love itself. What happens when destiny forces two unwilling souls into a marriage neither of them wanted? What happens when he is compelled to marry the woman he unknowingly loved for eighteen years? 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 ~ Forced Marriage ~ Replaced Groom ~ Grumpy × Sunshine ~ Doctor × Secret Author ~ Secret Identity ~ Healing Hearts ~ Love After Marriage ~ Slow-Burn Romance ~ Billionaire Romance ~ Calm × Chaos Hope you fall in love with Siddhant & Prisha the way I did while writing them 🤍 Enjoy the ride-and don't forget to vote, comment, and share your thoughts. Seeeyaahhh, Jaani ke Jaani's 🫶🏻

Khwaisha, a name which meant 'Wish or desire ' but nobody wanted to know her wish or her consent. Her dark past can't be healed. The scar was too painful to be cured. The hands meant to heal had made her so feared that she can't even look at a man . Her wish, her everything was just to be happy. Rain can be beautiful and so painful at the same time. But one rain changed her entire life . He is everything she is feared of , for example - a Man . His dark present is so scary that even he can't hurt her by telling her. But he himself is the one she called 'Her knight in Dark Armour ' . Join this journey of Khwaisha Sinha of getting love in the most unexpected time and from th most unexpected man who can destroy everyone who tries to even dare look at her .

✨ 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