Friends قصص

Nico Bradford is nothing like me. He's rich, popular, and gorgeous. He's also been my best friend and neighbor from across the pond since I was 7 years-old, despite the fact that I've always wanted to be something more to him. To mean something more to him. And, this summer...I plan on doing just that.

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION When Elliot Goldman meets his sweet and charming new lab partner, Jordan Hughes, suddenly high school doesn't seem so bad. For the first time ever, Elliot can't wait to get to chemistry class... ***** Smart, good looking and charismatic, Jordan opens Elliot's eyes to the possibilities around him and gives him butterflies like nobody else does. Jordan isn't exactly the kind of person Elliot's used to having as a lab partner, but when they start acing their assignments, life is suddenly about more than boring lectures, bad cafeteria nachos, or relentless bullying. And then one night, the butterflies start to make sense - the trouble is, now nothing else does. As Elliot begins to figure out how he really feels about Jordan, he realizes that sometimes the last thing you are expecting is the one thing you need the most. [[word count: 40,000-50,000 words]]

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION Seven letters, seven confessions, seven clues. Elliot Parker has what he needs to find out who killed his best friend... But is he hunting down the killer? Or is the killer hunting him? ***** When Colton Crest returns, unharmed, to his small town after mysteriously disappearing for two months, his best friend Elliot Parker breathes a sigh of relief. But days later, on the night before graduation, Elliot finds Colton in the lake. Dead. And on the day of his funeral, Elliot finds a letter in his jacket pocket with four words that send him spiralling: I killed Colton Crest. There are six more letters to find, six more confessions about Colton, six more clues to uncover why he was murdered. Elliot has no choice but to play this sick scavenger hunt, and with each new revelation, he begins to question whether he really knew Colton - or anyone else in that little town of dark secrets. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

When Jane Madarang's neighbor Natalie kills herself and leaves behind cryptic instructions, it's up to Jane and her classmates to unearth deadly secrets. ***** Natalie Driscoll is dead. She threw herself out a window and left her neighbor Jane to unravel their town's darkest secrets. Following Natalie's instructions leads Jane to three other high school students who all have something to hide. The four of them must carry out Natalie's final errand while solving the mysteries written in her diary. But the secrets they unearth may be far more dangerous than what they ever imagined. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of suicide, violence and murder that may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

‎‎Meher is a very quiet and introverted girl. In school, she has no friends, no group, and no one to talk to. She often sits alone, eats alone, and feels invisible. Studies are difficult for her, and slowly she starts believing that she is not good enough at anything. School gives her more fear than memories. She learns early how to survive alone. ‎ Then Viraj enters her life. ‎ The son of her father's friend. Her neighbour. And slowly... her only friend. ‎ Viraj is everything Meher is not-confident, extroverted, smart, and a school topper who fits easily into the world around him. ‎ He sat beside her when no one else did. Walked with her when silence felt heavy. Studied with her when she doubted herself the most. Somewhere between shared pencils, late evenings, growing pressure, and unspoken understanding, Viraj became the only place where Meher felt safe. ‎ He became her comfort. ‎ And without even realizing when or how, Meher falls deeply in love with him. ‎ But love is never simple. ‎ Will Meher ever find the courage to confess her feelings? Does Viraj feel the same... or does he see her only as a friend? And what happens when life, careers, and dreams start pulling them in different directions? ‎ Never Mine is a slow-burn, emotional story of deep love, quiet feelings, self-doubt, and growing up-a story about emotions that are never spoken, but felt deeply in the heart. ‎ Note: This story contains no toxicity, no cheating, and no toxic men. Every character is written with respect, emotional depth, and human flaws - not cruelty. This is a safe, soft story focused on healing, growth, and mature love.

She is my wife but mysterious is silent. She was someone I used to know in childhood when suddenly she and her family disappeared in thin air. I saw her after years in a club without a hijab on her head. It was the first time I saw her hair. Those black shiny hair that was open and smell like the fucking jasmine. I never knew it. After marrying her, I had to untangle every thread from her life. Her life is a bundle of tangled threads that need patience to be untangled. She becomes a mute, I accept it. She doesn't remember me; I accept it too. But she doesn't remember her name or her parents I can't accept that. Palki Rajput is not a simple woman I got to know after marrying her. She is a mess. My beautiful mess, for her, I can do anything, means anything to keep her to myself, safe and happy. I will burn everyone for her; I can burn even myself if she wants. This much I am obsessed with her. I will get on my knees if she says I look good when I am on my knees for her.

❝ When 6-𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫-𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐚 is left at the gates of the Rajvanshi Mansion, she isn't just being dropped off - she's being 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚. ❞ ✦ Traded for money by a mother who never wanted her. ✦ Handed to a father she barely knows. ✦ Placed under a roof where everyone shares her blood... but not her memories. Her new life begins in shadows. - One brother won't speak to her. - Another won't stop glaring. - And the youngest already declared: > "She doesn't belong." But the walls of the Rajvanshi Mansion hold more than cold stares. 🕯️ In quiet moments, 🕯️ Through clumsy kindness, 🕯️ And in fierce, unspoken protection - her brothers begin to change. And so does she. In a house once full of silence, she finds a place. Not by force. Not by blood. But by 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚, 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒃𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒍𝒚... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆. ⟡ 𝑨 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕-𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏. ⟡

Kanishk, once a beloved prince of Rajvansh, lost everything the night he was accused of a crime he didn't commit. Stripped of his name and honor, abandoned by the family he once called his own. Disappeared into the shadows, vowing never to return. Years later, he has built a new life, far from the suffocating walls of the palace. But fate wasn't done with him yet. As dark secrets unravel and the past refuses to stay buried. Kanishk face the people who turned their backs on him..... A gripping tale of Family, Betrayel, and Redemption, where love and loyalty are tested and a Forgotten Prince must decide-to forgive or to fight.

Bonded through illegal money and force

A story where Celeste Moreno ballerina met a boxer, Jace Callahan, a tall, broad-shouldered fighter with rough hands and soft eyes that only melt for her. With a powerful presence and quiet strength, he looks intimidating in the ring but becomes pure warmth when she's in his arms. He's protective, fiercely loyal, and can't keep his hands or eyes off the woman he loves. She's all grace and fire-a stunning ballerina with expressive eyes, delicate features, and a fierce little attitude that keeps him on his toes. She moves like poetry, soft and ethereal on stage, but off it, she's sass and devoted to what she does. A love at first sight story behind this attitude, there was a broken little girl back then that never showed her weakness, abandoned by her parents, raised by her aunt and learned to be independent and conquer herself. If you like how the story's going, leave a comment under the chapter so I'll know your appreciation. Votes and opinions are always welcome.⭐️

In which Liz Harrington doesn't seem to care about much at all... not her reputation, not her future, not even herself until Mike Wheeler becomes the one thing she can't ignore ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ [Mike Wheeler x female OC] All the characters belong to the Duffer Brothers. I only own Liz.

"You're right", she said, sounding contemplative, "Maybe I should grow up and be more practical." "Well...you know 'Princes on white horses' are 'fairy'-tales right?" Abhi said, air-quoting again. He was feeling relieved now that she was seeing some logic. "Yeah...but...I sooo wanted it! A guy who could brave the most terrible storms to rescue me, the sparks fly when we touched each other, the fastening of heart beats when we..." "Geez Siya! I get the point. I never guessed you lived in fantasy land! So in short I am exactly opposite to what you want?", his voice dripping of offence and frustration. Siya laughed. How like Abhi to get offended by some hypothetical guy who she hypothetically thought was better than Abhi. "No not exactly! But you are my friend Abhi, there's no spark!", she added with a hand gesture. Seeing him getting seriously irked, she smiled to herself. "Oh God! Siya-" "I know it is childish Abhi...", she took a short decisive pause, "and...that's why...I am ready to do this", she finished, her grin widening. "To do what?" Abhi asked, thoroughly bemused by the variety of expressions Siya was giving. "To marry you." *** Siya and Abhi have known each other since forever, being the children of two bestfriends and having spent all their lives in the same household. They transitioned from being partners-in-crime to business partners. So what happens when Abhi's Dad asks them to get married to each other? In a country where marriages are believed to be made in heaven and are meant to last for seven-lives, will two bestfriends survive the difficult test of Marriage? Or will their life-long friendship bear the brunt of their conflicting ideas of love and relationships? Would Abhi and Siya's friendship last while they follow the age old tradition of 'Arranged Marriage'?

"I'm not gonna be one of those girls you hook up with and never call back, Joey." "Okay, yeah...maybe I've done that before. But not with you, Trin. Never with you."

It started on Wattpad and now it's hitting the screen. Read the original story that inspired the film and then watch KISSING IS THE EASY PART now available on Tubi. KISSING IS THE EASY PART is published by Wattpad Books. Please order from the link in my profile. *** Being beautiful might as well be Flora Morgan's only talent. Some of the words she hates include economy class, second-hand clothes, and budget. She likes fashion, dating, not being on time and getting what she wants - until she meets Sean, who is like the clock striking midnight; he erases all her magic power. He is as mature and sophisticated as the dark roasted coffee he drinks, while she is like a lollipop: colorful, dazzling on the outside but empty calories and artificial sweeteners on the inside. The attraction is instant, but getting a kiss is only the first step. To keep their fire burning, they must accept each other's differences and decide if what they're building is strong enough to survive trials, jealousy, expectations, and the fear of becoming someone they no longer recognize.

So yes-another royal novel on Wattpad. But not that kind. The male lead is a king, but there's no mafia nonsense here. He's not going to shoot every man who looks at his wife. He understands that a woman can have male friends, that a handshake isn't a threat, and that not every man who speaks to the female lead is evil. Mostly because he knows something very important. She doesn't need saving. She is more than capable of breaking bones if someone touches her inappropriately, poking eyes if someone looks at her the wrong way, and knocking out teeth if someone dares to disrespect her. The female lead is not your typical Sati-Savitri, Sarvagun-Sampann heroine. Okay-she is. But she's also a bad bitch. A modern woman with ambition, power, and dreams bigger than palaces. The characters in this story are kaleshi, not toxic. And yes-there is a difference. There may not be clear villains here. And even if there are, remember this: Every villain is a victim of something too. This is a story of royalty without glorifying control. Power without erasing softness. An arranged marriage that turns into love-slowly, painfully, beautifully. Desi. Royal. Emotional. And unapologetically different. --- 𝕿𝖗𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖘 | ʀᴏyᴀʟ ᴋɪɴɢ x ʀᴏyᴀʟ ᴩʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱ | ᴄᴇᴏ/ᴋɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴜᴅᴀɪᴩᴜʀ x ᴄᴇᴏ/ᴩʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴊᴀɪᴩᴜʀ/ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴩᴀᴅ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ | ᴋᴀʟᴇꜱʜɪ ᴍʟ x ꜱᴀꜱꜱy ꜰʟ | ᴄᴀʟᴍ x ᴄʜᴀᴏꜱ | ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ'ꜱ ᴍᴇɴᴛᴏʀ x ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ'ꜱ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ | ʀɪᴠᴀʟ'ꜱ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ x ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ'ꜱ ʀɪᴠᴀʟ | ᴅᴇꜱɪ x ᴅᴇꜱi | ʜᴇ ꜰᴇʟʟ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏᴛʜ ꜰᴀʟʟ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇꜱᴛ | ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ | ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴇɴɢᴀɢᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ | ꜱʟᴏᴡ ʙᴜʀɴ | ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ᴄʀᴜꜱʜ

"ɪ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ꜱᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ." •*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*• ᴀ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴡᴀꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴅꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ, ʙᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴇɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴄʜᴀɴɢɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ. ᴛʜᴇ Qᴜᴇꜱᴛɪᴏɴ ɪꜱ, ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍɪɴɢ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴏʀ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ?

Aurelius Corvus Black was never supposed to be ordinary. Born the son of Regulus Black and Evangeline Selwyn, heir to two ancient houses, raised by grief, house-elves, old family names, and a phoenix who chose him after tragedy-Aurelius enters Hogwarts already carrying a legacy heavier than most adults can survive. But Hogwarts is not only a school. It is politics. Bloodlines. Secrets. Rivalries. Old names. Watching eyes. And beneath the castle, something waits. Disclaimer: This is a non-commercial Harry Potter fanfiction. I do not own Harry Potter, its canon characters, settings, spells, or original worldbuilding. All rights belong to their respective owners. Aurelius Corvus Black, Thornmere, Aithusa, and original AU elements belong to me.

💙 This is based on the show "Mahadev and Sons". It will start from the current track of the show where RajDheer marriage truth came in front of everyone. How much will it change things between RajDheer? Will RajDheer love each other? How will other members react to the truth? ❤️

cortis household ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 story of three boys who live with a couple 'marjames' <𝟑 .ᐟ i hope you guys will like it ฅ^>⩊<^ ฅ

Sometimes, the softest touch leaves the deepest mark.