Indianauthors Stories

🖤 Vritant Vardhan & Adhrita Adani 🖤 He was born in the shadow of the national emblem - a son sculpted by silence, not slogans. She was sent away before legacy could stain her - a daughter raised to heal, not to belong. 🕊️ Vritant wears restraint like armor. Adhrita folds softness into silence. 🕊️ They meet at a wedding neither chose. No past. No plan. Just two names that were never meant to matter to each other - but somehow, they do. 👑 Because history pulls strings. And sometimes, the thread remembers what the throne forgets. 🧵 🖋️ Legacy wrote their last names. ❤️ But it was love that underlined them. Tropes: PM's Son x CM's Daughter Businessman x Doctor Chaos x Calm Rich x Rich Sarcastic x Quiet Delhi x Newyork Heir who hates it x heiress who escaped it Reluctant heir x Hidden heiress Emotionally guarded x Emotionally grounded Slow burn! No cheating!

Everyone's story begins with love and mine begins with pain. An excruciating pain. While kids of my age study and have fun in college, I am forced to sleep with someone, that too for money. I am only twenty one year old girl whose fate gives every day a new opportunity to humiliate her. People just look at me with dirty and pitying eyes. Will happiness ever come for me? Will I also be able to live my life freely?. NO..NEVER..

ISHNI OBEROI Ishni a 24 year old girl simple yet elegant. She had everything until the day, she killed her own husband. Why did she killed her own husband? Why did she became this brutal? What will happen when mafia god helps her to prove her as victim? RUDRA SINGH RAJPUT A 30 year old, with deep ocean blue eyes handsome yet arrogant. The master mind and god of underworld, who's name is enough to terrifie people. In the shadows of power,rudra reigns supreme a formidable sigure feared and respected in equal measure. The CEO of rajput royals What will happen when he proves her as victim while world see her as criminal? Where will they both lead together? To happy ending or worst destruction? A story full of pain, trauma, revange and blood. Love? Uhm...well doesn't we love to endure pain? One word about him I'll rip your tongue. -- ISHNI OBEROI One Scratch on her I'll make sure you disappear from world. -- RUDRA SINGH RAJPUT

"You want to run away kitten, tell me you wanted to get away from me " he asked calm in dangerous voice. "N..no P..please l..I am sorry" she begged joining her hands. She was scared seeing his ragefull eyes, she curled and dig her face between in her knees. He grabbed that girl's leg and pulled her towards him. She scream, her eyes widened seeing the hot iron rod in his hand. Her heart trembling. "I will never do this please leave me please forgive me this time..... Ahhhhhhhhh.......

Jess is the "perfect" student-grades, looks, charm, leadership-everything everyone envies. But is her perfection really hers... or just for the world to see? Ishaan is the ultimate bad boy, the school's heartthrob, and Jess's childhood best friend who fell first... and harder. To the world, he's untouchable, but to her, he's fiercely protective, soft in ways no one else sees. Watch them navigate love, friendship, family drama, and secrets, all while surviving the chaos of teenage life with a gang of friends who make every moment unforgettable.

~ A Story of What Remains... She thought her story ended, but his never began. She lost a love that shaped her world... and thought her heart could never heal. But somewhere, someone had loved her silently, endlessly, from the shadows. Fate doesn't always follow the rules we expect. It whispers, lingers, and threads lives together in the quietest ways. Every glance, every heartbeat, every stolen moment carries a story that refuses to end. "Sometimes love hides in the stillness of time, between what was and what could be - until the smallest footsteps bring it home again." ******* It's strange, almost amusing how time plays tricks on you. People expect it to heal, to magically erase the pain-but what if it doesn't? I'm ALANA, walking these streets of Raleigh, North Carolina, a city that has given me everything: freedom, laughter, dreams... and yet, sometimes, a sense of loss. Among the fragments of myself I find along the quiet streets, Riha remains my secret anchor, the one thing that keeps me strong: RIHA A ping from my phone pulled me back to the present. I had left it on the kitchen island while I baked walnut and banana cookies-a small treat for someone special, someone I wanted to surprise. The oven timer rang, and I smiled, thinking of the small joys we can offer without words. I opened the message. A photo of tiramisu-my favorite. A flicker of happiness, a touch of anticipation. Time confuses you sometimes. Life turns into a puzzle, leaving you to wonder how the pieces will connect. And somehow, the same puzzle pieces keep returning-pieces I'm still trying to figure out, JAY...

Will he get past his parents murder , will he be able to uncover the ultimate truth of his parents murder ??? will he be able to find his solace his Poovizhi , will he be able to navigate into the dark river of criminals in his own family what will happen when he finds the secrets of the throne he was destined to sit on would he be able to rule and conquer his inner demons

"When the halls of Ravenswood High grew quiet, three friends stepped into the darkness, but were they alone?" "Are the halls of Ravenswood High really empty at night?" The darkness crept in like a living entity, shrouding the deserted corridors of Ravenswood High in an eerie silence. Three friends, fueled by curiosity and a taste for adventure, snuck past the iron gates, their flashlights casting flickering shadows on the walls. They had always dared each other to explore the school's secrets after hours, and tonight was the night they would finally uncover the truth. Little did they know, they were about to stumble upon something that would change their lives forever. To know what they found in their school read the story 'The Silence That Screams' A work of fiction ............

He knew he was fiction. She never knew she was loved. Arin Volkov exists inside a story that changed the world. Readers love him, quote him, carry him with them. They believe they understand him. But no one knows the truth, that he is aware of his own fiction, and that his attention has always been fixed on one person. The woman who wrote him. Mira Anseli lives quietly behind the success of her novel, unseen in the noise surrounding it. She writes late at night, carries grief she never names, and believes her words are the only place she is allowed to exist fully. Somewhere between sentences, something shifts. Told through intertwined perspectives of creator and creation, this story blurs the line between reality and imagination, asking a quiet, devastating question: If a character can love his author, does that love become real? This is not a story about grand gestures or dramatic romance. It is about attention. About being seen when no one else is watching. About loving someone without ever touching them. About choosing to exist for someone, even when you can never belong to them. This is a story about the intersection of fiction and reality. About grief and creation. About loving quietly and letting go gently. For readers who love stories that unfold in the spaces between words. For those who believe the most devastating love stories are the ones that almost exist. For readers who believe that some of the deepest love stories are the ones never spoken aloud.

She waited her entire life to find somebody she could sit with in silence, feeling wanted, appreciated, adored and when it finally happened, she knew damm well, why it was worth the wait.💕 Story of Aradhya Choudhary (26 yr old doctor)- A chaotic blend of sarcasm, coffee, late-night rants, and hidden softness. She pretends to be tough but is actually a mess of emotions who just wants someone to see through her drama and love her extra. __________ She would rant for hours about her day, not even pausing for breath. He would sit there, watching her with a small smile, occasionally nodding. And when she finally noticed and snapped-, 'Are you even listening?' He'd repeat her last sentence word by word- proving she is his favourite thing to hear. ___________ Aradhya- You never argue back. Dhruv- Why would I fight the person I'm busy loving. She's chaos in coffee cups.He's patience in a heartbeat. Together- they're everything.🧿 _______________ Some people you plan to meet, others you just keep bumping into until it feels like destiny. Not fate, not chance- just two souls bumping into forever. ________________ Tropes: -Doctor x Doctor -Chaos x Calm -Rant x Listener -Drama x Patience -He fell first x She fell harder. -Love at first sight -Slow burn romance -Each other's loudest cheerleaders -Fights that look like flirting.

Ancient Thailand,1630, Ayuthhaya Kingdom. Amidst widespread political turmoil, the cruel and infamous King Thasit Phong sets his eyes on Narathip, a dancer who had just joined his group of palace performers. Narathip forms a close bond with Ayuseth a musician skilled in playing the taphone. Inspired by the Mile Apo movie (Mansuang) announced by Be On Cloud. Content inspired from the history of King Prasat Thong of the Prasat Thong Dynasty who ruled Ayutthaya Kingdom from 1629 to 1656. No offence intended. This is a work of fiction only inspired from parts of history. All information on Thai history has been obtained through research. If anyone spots a culturally offensive or historically inaccurate incident in the book, please leave a comment highlighting the same. I would be more than happy to rectify. MileApo- Nara-Seth BibleBuild- Thasit-Naga Thank you. Happy reading!

Witness the love story of Aanya Raghuvanshi and Advait Sharma.. This is a soft rom com story book..which will make you laugh, cry and lots of mixed emotions ADVAIT: mujhse pyaar karti ho aanu? AANYA: Zara sa bhi nahi advait ADVAIT: Khaao apni Amma kasam 😏 Read the chapter for more..

--- What happens when a ruthless mafia king and the cold-hearted CEO of Yaduvanshian Companies, Abhishek Yaduvanshi ,🥵- well-known for his fury and power - falls for... Aanya Sharma, an innocent, sweet, and ambitious college girl,☺️ pursuing her engineering dreams far away from his dark world? Two souls from completely different universes - Will they ever meet? Will fate tie their knot, or tear them apart? To know what destiny holds for them, Read "His love" - a love story where fire meets calm, rage meets innocence, and two hearts beat in unexpected harmony. Butterflies in your stomach are guaranteed... Toh chalo shuru karte hain yeh dil-chhoo lene wali kahani. . . . . . ---

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞 One disappeared. One returned. Both tied to a truth buried in blood and Betrayal. ---- His voice broke. And so did I. "Congratulations, Mrs. Rathore,"he whispered. "You killed me. And you chose the perfect way. When I finally let myself feel something real... You took it. You tore it. you ripped it away. You killed me from inside. Congratulations." "Please... please, Aksh. Don't say th...that," I sobbed. "LEEEAAAVEEE!" My knees gave out the moment his scream echoed through the walls. My body hit the ground like a ghost losing its will. Shivering. Trembling. Broken. How did everything fall apart in just a few hours? "Aksh..." I whispered, barely able to speak. But he turned his back to me. Tears blurred my vision, pain choked my chest. I stood up slowly, still shaking, like my bones were made of glass. My hands reached out instinctively- hoping. Begging. But I stopped myself. No. He wouldn't hold me anymore. Wouldn't listen. ----

✍️ For My Fellow Writers This is not a story. This is a note. A note for the writer who rereads the same chapter again and again, wondering if it's good enough. For the writer who loves their characters but isn't sure if the emotions are reaching the page. For the writer who wants honest feedback - but is afraid of harsh words. I wrote this for you. Inside these pages, I talk about writing, doubt, storytelling, and what it really means to have someone read your work with care. This book is part reflection, part reassurance, and part honest insight from a reader who understands how vulnerable writing can be. I'm a writer first, and a beta reader second. I believe stories deserve gentleness, clarity, and respect. If you're looking for: • thoughtful reader feedback • insight into pacing, plot, and character depth • a second pair of honest eyes • encouragement without false praise Then this space is for you. This is a quiet corner on Wattpad - for writers who care deeply about their stories. - Sneha 🤍

A cinderella girl but she doesn't believe in fairytales and love, runs into a boy who is willing to do anything for her. She tried to shoo him away but our prince is determined to chase after her. "I might look like a cindrella to you but I don't need any prince to save myself", Nandini said with tears and aggression in her eyes. "I will love you so much that you will always remember the day we Met". ****************************************** An innocent orphan boy who just wanted love and acceptance in his life got caught in a self obsessed girl's eyes. No love is allowed for him since he became her new obsession. "You asked for validation for acceptance, and those who give it to you, you let them use yourself however they want, so you can not separate me from your life because I give you that validation," Alya said, moving her hand from his fingers to his neck and forcing him to look into her eyes. "Your body wants me, Dhruv, and you can not deny it." "I will make your life hell that you will never forget the Day we Met". ****************************************** Will they still be together and happy after knowing their hidden secrets and fake appearances? Flirty boy X tough girl. Bold girl X shy boy Hope you guys like it.

·༻𐫱༺· A man who is a soldier and has never even thought about love or family ends up falling for a girl who writes him letters. She doesn't share her name or anything about herself-except one thing: she claims to be his wife, even though he has never married. What do you think about this?.. ·༻𐫱༺·

❝Some love stories don't begin with sparks.They begin with healing.❞ She hides behind silence. He hides behind a camera. An arranged marriage forces their worlds together and suddenly the things they never said begin to change everything. A broken anklet. A growing plant. A home full of quiet truths. Some love stories don't begin with sparks. They begin with healing. Two strangers. Two wounds. One marriage neither was ready for. She builds homes. He captures stories. But neither knows how to face their own. Until silence turns into confession, and healing slowly begins to sound a lot like love. When silence becomes a language, love becomes the only translation they understand... [ UPDATES EVERY SATURDAY AND MONDAY ] Tropes! Arranged Marriage (soft, slow-burn) Healing Romance Two Broken People, One Home Gentle ML × Anxious FMC Domestic Intimacy Trauma + Growth + Hope Interior Designer × Documentary Photographer Quiet Love, Slow Love

She came for her cousin's wedding. He was forced to attend his cousin's wedding. Neither of them expected to walk out of it... fake engaged. Mahi Tanuja, wasn't just another wedding guest. She was the woman who built her own fashion company at twenty seven, bold, sharp-tongued, and beautiful enough to make heads turn the second she walked into a room. Her family says it's time she gets "settled down." Mahi says she has better things to do rather than being a bride. Dr. Mahir Bedi, thirty two, pediatrician by choice, heir to an business empire by blood. Composed, misunderstood grumpy, and annoyingly self-disciplined, he's the man mothers point out in shaadis as "perfect rishta material". Marriage? Not even on his list. But destiny clearly had another plan. One clumsy encounter. One viral scandal. And suddenly, the internet is convinced they're in love. Forced into a fake engagement they never wanted, Mahi and Mahir must now survive a wedding filled with nosy aunties, interfering parents, and a family secret that could shatter everything. What they don't know? This rishta isn't a mistake. It was planned by someone. It's a trap-and walking away isn't an option. ✨ Chaotic shaadi vibes. Fake engagement gone wrong. Grumpy yet sunshine x Sunshine desi romance. And a love story they never saw coming ✨

Adrian Nerozzi- billionaire CEO by day, ruthless mafia boss by night - built his empire on secrets, blood, and silence. He controls everything: his business, his enemies, his image. Until Kavya Sinha walks in. A quiet Indian fashion designer with calloused fingers and haunting eyes. She's not supposed to speak. Just sketch, sew, and obey. You ruined me," he tells her. "And I never want to heal." "I don't love you," he says, dragging her closer, "I just don't want anyone else touching what's mine." What will happen when Desi meets videsi? He controls everything, while she doesn't follow rules. When they hate each other with core of their hearts,but when he fell for her, he became the person he never dreamed off. Read to explore this story