Devotion Stories

The sea is vast, endless, and full of freedom-or so Y/N believed. Dragged into the world of pirates with her brother Tasuku, she expected danger, betrayal, and adventure. What she did not expect was obsession. From the moment the Straw Hat crew rescued her, Y/N became the center of a storm no compass could guide her away from. Some pirates offered warmth, others protection, and some promised power-but all of them shared one thing in common: they would never let her go. Romantic devotion twists into obsession, loyalty burns into possession, and even the strongest pirates in the world-Whitebeard, Shanks, Mihawk, Katakuri, and more-find themselves tangled in her fate. To them, Y/N is more than a companion. She is treasure, irreplaceable, something to claim, guard, and if need be... destroy the world for. But freedom comes at a price. And on the Grand Line, love is far more dangerous than any Devil Fruit. One girl. One sea. Countless obsessions. Her story will either sink beneath the waves-or drown the world with her.

#𝐈 𝐢𝐧 '𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞🧿✨' 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ✧˖° Ｍｉｓｈｒａ ｗｅｄｓ Ｍａｈａｊａｎ？ °˖✧ ⟡ Welcome to a shaadi where the pheras aren't even theirs, but the rishta might just be. ⟡ Kiara Mishra once believed in love- the soft, school-girl kind that blooms in quiet corners and ends in heartbreak at railway stations. Back then, she was the shy, clumsy girl who fell too hard for a backbencher with a dimpled smile. Years passed. He became a memory. She became a fire- Dr. Kiara Mishra, bold tongue, sharp mind, zero time for nostalgia. ♡✧──────✧♡ But fate? Arre, that old troublemaker had other plans. A best friend's grand Udaipur wedding drags her straight into royal halls, nosy aunties, dhol beats... and him. Ruaan Mahajan. The boy who once held her heart... and maybe, just maybe, never returned it. ✦ Seven days. ✦ Forced encounters. ✦ Meddling friends. ✦ Too many sparks for two people pretending they've "moved on." ✦ And one big, fat Indian wedding that refuses to mind its own business. What could possibly go wrong? Answer: Everything. ...including the way she still looks at him. ...including the way he never stopped. ꕥ A chaotic, nostalgic, slow-burn reunion you won't forget ꕥ ✧──────────────✧ #3 in schoolromance #2 in chaotix #1 in sadlovestory #1 in devotion #1 in crush #2 in secretadmirer #2 in purelove #1 in childhoodsweethearts #1 in teenromance #3 in lovestory

Woh eklauti beti thi, parivaar ka garv. Woh ladki thi, par sapna NDA ka. Woh patni bani, par qaid nahi. Aadhya Rathore - ek soldier jiske boots zameen ko hila dete hain, aur jinke bangles dushmano ke dil me darr bhar dete hain. Jab zindagi ne use pyaar me dhoka, sasural me dard, aur duty me khoon diya... tab bhi woh nahi tuti. Woh sirf aur sakht bani. This is the story of a woman who broke every rule, every cage, every limit... Sirf ek hi cheez ke liye- apna desh, aur apni izzat. Slow-burn military romance, emotional healing, single-mother struggle, elite mission sequences, and a love that arrives when she stopped believing in it.

'𝙄𝙨𝙝𝙦 𝙟𝙪𝙣𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙟𝙖𝙗 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙚, 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙦 𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙝 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙚' After crossing the first phase of love, they now stand at the edge of a new journey-one that will test their hearts and devotion in ways they never imagined. "Like the moon awaits the sun after a long night, her heart held onto his light through every shadow and silence."

Eighteen-year-old Bhakti- a fragile, innocent girl burdened with responsibilities far beyond her age. A sick mother. A drunkard father. Endless suffering, carried silently as she struggles to survive each day. One stormy night turns her life upside down. By morning, she steps out of an old, broken hut- wrapped in the coat of the village Sarpanch, Rudra Pratap Singh. She believes no one saw her. But within hours, she finds herself standing before the very man whose coat now clings to her trembling body. Rudra Pratap Singh. Twenty-seven. The powerful Sarpanch who never imagined he would spend a night in a forgotten hut outside the village. A broken car forced him to stay. But his helplessness dragged an innocent girl into chaos. A man whose heart had never beaten for any woman makes a sudden, calculated decision- to marry Bhakti. One is innocent. The other, shrewd. For one, marriage is the beginning of life. For the other, it is merely a responsibility. But the real question remains- will Bhakti ever become Rudra Pratap Singh's devotion? Or will this bond be crushed between power, silence, and sacrifice?

𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞! Book #2 of 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔. तेरे बिना सोना पीतल, तेरे संग कीकर पीपल, आजा कटेना रतिया। 🪷 𝑴𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝑹𝒂𝒋𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒕 finds herself trapped in an arranged marriage with 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭. Meera thinks this is the end of her dreams, her aspirations. 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭, being the heir and the eldest son of his family, he's expected to fulfill some duties. One of them being, marriage. But is 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐚 only a responsibility for him? This is a story of two strangers, bound by fate as it pulls on their heartstrings. In their journey, they face challenges from societal expectations, a conservative family and a past so deeply buried that now it refuses to stay silent. ────୨ৎ────────୨ৎ────────୨ৎ──── If you're looking for a Shudhh Desi romance book with a hint of chaos, then this might just be it <3 Happy reading!

｡⁠:ﾟ☆-𝑱𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒚𝒂𝒏 𝑯𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒂 𝒖𝒑𝒂𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒂 𝒉𝒊 𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒏.-⁠☆ﾟ⁠:⁠｡ ✿𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏✿ ♡♡♡♡♡ 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚. 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆. ♡♡♡♡♡ "Do you love her?" "Love? Nahi. Kaise samjhau tujhe. Main uske liye jo mehsus krta hoon, jo feel krata hoon, woh alag hain. I don't want her, don't seek to claim her, don't desire her. Only venerate her. The way she is. Who she is. In fact, main to usse chhune se bhi ghabrata hoon, jaise woh koi khwab hain jo mere touch krte hi, gayab.. Mujhe sirf itna chahiye... woh mere aas-paas rahe. Dus meter ke andar. Saans bhar ki doori par. Bas itna ki main use dekh sakun... dekh kar jaan sakun ki woh theek hai. Mujhe usse kuch nhi chahiye, na uska attension, na uska affection, na hi uska pyaar. Mujhe sirf uski maujoodgi chahiye. Sirf vahi. This isn't love right?" A story of choice, fate, transformation, and undying devotion - where love dares to stand against destiny itself, or perhaps destiny is the one playing its own ruthless game with them.

Will you find me again in another lifetime? Parvati Rajvansh - Clumsy, witty, and impatient, a 22-year-old archaeologist who dedicated her life to the past. She's a "Its-only-illegal-if-I-get-caught" person. True love? Doesn't exist in her dictionary. Rudraveer Singh - Smart, responsible, and calm, a 25-year-old young prince who values order and cares deeply for his subjects. He's a "For-those-I-love-I-will-sacrifice" person. Love? He prefers duty. ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ "We won't forget each other, right?" She asked, standing at the edge of time itself. "You already know how this will end, Parvati." He said, voice gripping with a controlled desperation, as she took one last pleading glance at him. ___________________________________________________________________

Himani Devnandini Zarayan An ambivert girl, a first-year college student, eyes filled with emotions and untamed fire, heart stitched with purity, mind carved with intelligence. Full of dreams, ambitions and love for her loved ones finds herself in a whirlwind of emotions which she did not see coming. She loves her brothers beyond anything else. She always understands everyone, but not everyone understands her, and at times she feels to have a person who could understand her with just a mere glance. She has never thought about love and stuff and when people around her age openly dates but the books she reads tell another story. Not finding the kind of love she wants, choses to stay away from these. Shivaan Suryavanshi An introvert boy, a third-year college student, the topper of his batch, a prince charming on whom the girls drool over but he never pays attention to anyone as his top priority is to master intelligence of science and computer. Finding solace in the inks and pages, he has no time for love. Ever the polite guy, eyes hiding depth of emotions, whose smile can make anyone's day has no interest in finding love but what happens when he comes across his brother's bestfriend. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Main duniya bhar ki taareefein tere sajde mai laya hu, Main tumse ishq krne ki ijaazat rab se laya hu." -Shivaan "Mera Jism Te Jaan Imaan Vi Tu , Mera Rab Rasool Kuran Vi Tu" -Himani ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Ishq kya hai?" she asked as she titled her head and looked at him, eyes filled with curiosity and something softer. "Ishq Sajda hai." he replied, his voice filled with quiet reverence, his gaze filled with adoration and veneration.

"I don't believe in love, Rishaan," Shivika whispered, tears glimmering in her eyes. "I'm scared. If I fall, I'll be cheated. I love myself too much to lose who I am. I know there's a connection... but my fear is louder." Rishaan listened, steady, absorbing every tremor in her voice. "I know, Shivika," he said softly. "Your fear doesn't make you weak. It makes you brave. You're not scared of love, you're scared of being broken." "Do you see me as someone worthy enough to quiet that fear?" he asked gently. "I won't promise perfection, but my devotion, loyalty, and heart... they'll always belong to you. I'll show it with actions." Her fingers twisted nervously. "What if my fear comes back?" "Then I'll stay. Always," he said firmly. "Not just on easy days, but when your fear returns. I'll stand steady-until your heart feels safe." Rishaan stepped closer. "My devotion isn't about words. It's about choosing you every day. Listening, holding you, protecting your heart." Slowly, reverently, he sank to one knee. Her breath caught. He took her hands, forehead pressing gently against her palms. "You see ShivParvati as your ideal love," he whispered. "I know I'm not divine-he is the supreme god. I'm not even a speck at his feet. But devotion can be human so let me be devoted to you the way Shiva is to Parvati. If he destroys evil to protect his world, I'll destroy anyone who dares to hurt you bcs You are my world, Shivika." He lifted his head, eyes burning with sincerity. "Let me be your protector, your safe place, your constant. My devotion is yours." Tears slid down her cheeks-no longer of fear, but relief and hope. She stepped closer, gripping his hands. "If you're truly devoted... I'll let you in." Rishaan bowed again, forehead against hers. "I'll spend my life making sure this devotion never breaks. You are my world. My devotion. My everything." In that sacred moment, it felt as if the universe itself paused, blessing two hearts finally finding each other.

In an era ( 1990s and 2000s ) before love was loud, before emotions were announced, Sitara Shukla learned to live between obedience and desire. A twenty-year-old medical student from a restricted household, she followed her father's dreams faithfully-even when it meant hiding parts of herself. Emotional, imperfect, and still discovering adulthood, Sitara never imagined that love would find her so quietly... or leave such deep scars. Rameet Malik was ambitious wrapped in silence ,at twenty two,. A political science postgraduate preparing for the Inspector-level examination, he lived alone, studied relentlessly, and carried a childhood shaped by injustice and restraint. Shows less emotions and is a very calm person .Practical and disciplined, love was never on his list-especially not with his friend's younger sister. Their worlds met in the early 1990s during a medical camp-through glances, trust, and unspoken understanding. What began as familiarity grew into devotion, and devotion into a love so intense it felt inevitable. Together, they found comfort, balance, and a promise of forever. But when love reached its peak, destiny intervened. Years later, fate reunites them-but nothing is the same. Sitara is now a widow, a single mother bound by grief and social boundaries. Rameet stands stronger in uniform, yet powerless against the past that still claims his heart. Separated by time, circumstance, and society, they must face the question love never prepared them for: Can a promise made in youth survive the scars left by life? Eternal Promises: Scars of Love is a deeply emotional tale of college romance, separation, sacrifice, and a love that refuses to fade-even when the world says it should.

Sometimes love stories are loud. Theirs was quiet. Anika believes in staying. In waiting. In loving even when the world tells her to move on. Veer believes in leaving. For dreams bigger than himself. For a uniform that demands sacrifice before love. Set in the gently chaos of school corridors, rainy evening, warm families, and unspoken promises, Tum Meri Zindagi is a story of devotion that grows slowly, painfully, and beautifully. Of friendships that feel like home, side loves that bloom quietly, and families that shape destinies. When separation comes knocking, will love survive the distance... Or will it fade into memories and letters never sent? This is not a story about falling in love. It is a story about staying in love. TROPES: ◇Slow burn romance ◇Devoted love ◇She waits, he leaves ◇Quiet/soft love ◇Rainy love aesthetics ◇Unspoken feelings ◇First love ◇Emotional distance ◇Promises without words

After a very distressed call from her uncle, Amelia decides to visit him and her younger cousin at their home in Washington. During that time she did not know yet what or who was to come ... "I have never felt so afraid to hurt someone in all the eternity I was given" [NEW MOON -] CAIUS VOLTURI X OC

Can a heritage of savagery and a heart of sincerity coexist? The Origin. A race of beings who possess inhuman abilities and dwell in a society built upon strength and domination. For centuries, the strongest would rule and the weak were to obey. Though barbaric at first sight, this well established system maintained an era of peace among their kind. However... Somewhere down the line, a new leader arose. With his faction, he toppled the powers that be and founded his own governmental system. One based on corruption, caste systems and classism. Through usurped riches, he amassed great manpower and obedience. Thus the strong were cast into the depths of the slums, destined to serve the weak in a subjugation cloaked as 'law and order'. Until... One man from amongst the outcasts asked a single question... "Why do the strong serve the weak?" That man was... Dharun Tarheen!

Scriptures, and hopefully encouragement can be found here in this mini book of devotions. Thank you for your time and God bless you for reading.

Where he becomes her home and she becomes his comfort wrapped in chaos.

|| सोचूँ तुझे तो है सुबह, सोचूँ तुझे तो शाम है मंज़िलों पे अब तो मेरी, एक ही तेरा नाम है तेरे आग में ही जलते, कोयले से हीरा बन के ख़्वाबों में आगे चलके है तुझे बताना तेरे वास्ते, मेरा इश्क सूफ़ियाना मेरा इश्क सूफियाना मेरा इश्क सूफियाना ||

ᴋʏᴀ ʜᴜᴍ ʜᴀɪɴ, ᴋʏᴀ ʀᴀʙ ʜᴀɪ ᴊᴀʜᴀɴ ᴛᴜ ʜᴀɪ ᴡᴀʜɪɴ ꜱᴀʙ ʜᴀɪ ᴛᴇʀᴇ ʟᴀʙ ᴍɪʟᴇ ᴍᴇʀᴇ ʟᴀʙ ᴋʜɪʟᴇ ᴀʙ ᴅᴜʀ ᴋʏᴀ ʜᴀɪ ᴊᴀᴀɴᴀ......!!!

Some loves are written not in ink, but in blood and silence. He was born beneath the limelight - the son of a name the world worshipped. She lived in its shadow - a girl the world forgot to love. He sang for crowds who never heard his heart. She read stories to escape the sound of her own. And when their worlds collided, it wasn't gentle - it was ruin wrapped in grace. In the smoke-filled evenings of 1975, he found her under a dying tree, and somehow, that single moment rewrote his every tomorrow. But love is cruel in a world ruled by power. The same blood that gave him fame demanded his obedience. The same silence that protected her would one day cost her peace. And yet, when the darkness came for them, he didn't pray for mercy. He simply whispered- For her, I would burn again. because for her A THOUSANDS TIME OVER!

A heart-fluttering school romance about two very different teens who somehow end up orbiting each other. She's sunshine-loud laughs, soft heart, messy life. He's quiet-top of the class, cold exterior, walls built way too high. They meet, crash, collide... and suddenly ordinary hallways feel like destiny waiting to happen. It's that slow pull. Those tiny moments. The feeling of falling without meaning to. A story about healing, first love, friendship, and choosing someone even when it scares you ✨🫶🏼