Hauntinglove Stories

"Crimson Thrones" || A Kim Taehyung FF || She was born a princess of peace. He was crowned a king of war. When two rival kingdoms drown in blood, a marriage is forged to stop it - a union between Y/N of Aureth and Taehyung of Varyn, the ruthless king whose eyes hold both fire and ruin. But beneath the vows and velvet, something ancient stirs - a curse born of love, betrayal, and death. And as their hearts learn to bleed for each other, fate sharpens its blade once more. Because some souls are bound across lifetimes... and some loves are doomed to die in every one of them. Achievements: #2 RoyalMarriage #42 FantasyRomance - out of 52K stories ✨ Tags: #RoyalRomance #FantasyLove #TaehyungFF #EnemiesToLovers #Reincarnation #Curse #Soulmates #ForbiddenLove #KingxPrincess #Fate #EternalLove #WattpadFantasy

Series 1 - The Silver Anklet and The Red Dupatta- contd (Reading Series 1 first is recommended, as it will help you understand the characters' journeys and feel more connected to their story in Series 2.) "In the silence between them, even empires forgot how to stand." "She left her peace with him; he kept her memory cast in silver." "The anklet wasn't a memory - it was the last thread of his sanity." "Love was never their weakness; it was the blade they learned to wield." They say silence can't kill. They've never met Aarish Siddiqui. Once a boy who wrote poems under moonlight, Now, a man who rules the city through calm and control. Every word is measured. Every emotion locked away. The music is gone. The ink has dried. But one secret still breathes in the shadows of his empire - a silver anklet, the last echo of the heart he buried. Across the city, Alina Raza fights quieter wars - long shifts, fading dreams, and a brother slipping into darkness. Her world is small, but it's clean. Honest. Until the law fails her. Until Aarish Siddiqui's name enters her life like a curse. And the man she once saw as a stranger becomes her captor, her enemy, her fate. She despises the arrogance behind his calm. He despises the peace that still lingers in her eyes. He stands for power. She stands for truth. Every glance is a collision. Every word, a blade. Every meeting burns; every silence wounds. And somewhere between their defiance and pain, something forbidden begins to bloom - fragile, furious, inevitable. But somewhere between fury and survival, silence changes its shape - Becoming a promise neither can escape. And when the empire burns and the truth unravels, she will leave behind the only proof that love ever existed between them - An anklet twin to the one he kept. He protects through power. She fights through faith. Together they become the storm they once feared. Two pieces of silver. Two broken souls. One war never meant to be won.

They called it a disappearance. She called it unfinished. Three years of love. One day of silence. And everything after that... was just echoes. A phone that never rang again. A city full of strangers. And a name she whispered into streets that didn't know him. She searched not for closure, but for the light that once held her together. And then, years later in a city far from where their story began a familiar face flickered into her life. Like moonlight slipping through broken blinds. She thought she had imagined it. But some ghosts don't wait to be believed. Now, standing at the edge of a truth darker than silence, and deeper than love, she must walk back into everything she never truly left behind.

A love too deep to die. A house that remembers. A ghost who never stopped waiting.

🎹 Melómanie - He kills in rhythm, sings with sin, and leaves death in his wake. A maestro of music, a predator in the shadows, his world is a symphony of blood. Then she enters-soft, fearless, unshakable-and for the first time, his perfect darkness trembles. Love becomes a deadly note, desire a lethal chord, and together they dance on the razor's edge between passion and annihilation. In this twisted duet, only the strongest heart survives the final crescendo.

I met him in the ward-room 407, just down the hall from mine. He said he was broken like me. Quiet. Gentle. Safe. But he's not a patient. He checked himself in. And I'm the reason he came. After the overdose, they said I'd lost control. But he knows the truth-because he's the one who watched me fall. Now I'm stuck inside this hospital with him, and the boy I'm falling for might be the very reason I tried to die. He says he can fix me. But first, I have to remember what he did.

He's haunted by a girl who might not even remember his name. In dreams and memories, he clings to the thread of her voice-soft, distant, real. But what if love is just another kind of madness? A melancholic slow-burn told in obsessive prose. A boy unraveling. A girl slipping through time. A love that lingers-between dreams, memories, and messages left on seen.

After Mizuki slipped into a coma, something else woke up inside his body. It's not human or evil creatures (maybe). It didn't understand love. It didn't even understand pain. But then it saw Shunsei, and it changed. With Mizuki's memories bleeding into its own, it tried to become him. First to blend in. Then to be accepted. But Shunsei didn't belong to it. And now, other entities are starting to appear all of them drawn to Shunsei. All of them wanting to claim him. *** TW: This content contains depression, homophobia, and psychological manipulation. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Note: Inspired by The Summer Hikaru Died

Every day, I wake up with that truth burning in my chest. The emptiness is there too, stretching into the spaces where hope used to live. You have to live with yourself after one foolish mistake-there's no going back. The cynic? That's just the romantic with a broken heart, hiding behind walls he built to survive. This isn't a story about love. It's about regret. About a foolish girl who ruined everything. About the emptiness she still carries. My name is Wendy Testaburger. And as long as I write this book, I am alive. Andrea... I love you. Forgive me.

She came from the sea with no name, no past...only a soft song inside her that sounded like the ocean. Zayn found her near the lighthouse...barefoot, afraid, and full of mystery. He took her in and slowly taught her how to live a normal life, even though he knew deep down she wasn't like anyone else. But the sea never forgets its own. As her memories slowly return, so does the truth of who she really is...and what she was meant to be. Zayn falls in love with the quiet girl who talks to birds and watches the waves as if they might speak to her. He knows that someday, she might have to leave. This is a love story between a boy and a girl from two different worlds. It's about choosing love even when it hurts....and what happens when the sea finally calls her home.

Echoes of the Past When the rain fell, it carried more than memories. Brennan's final moments were filled with visions of a love that never faded - and Diana's dreams soon begin to whisper his name again. A story of love, loss, and the haunting connection that refuses to die. This is only the beginning...

In the house of an ancient ancestry, preparations are underway for the spring masquerade - a celebration where faces vanish behind masks and fates entwine at the whim of chance. Lavinia, the youngest daughter, expects nothing to change - until she meets a stranger. His face is concealed, his voice hauntingly familiar. Awakens something deeper: a feeling she cannot explain. He has always known her. She - never. Or... far too well. At a ball where no one speaks their names, a single dance becomes the beginning of revelation. But what secrets linger in this manor, in these walls, in this night? And who is he - truly?

In the rain-soaked hills of Devgarh, a struggling writer meets a mysterious girl who appears only under an old willow tree. Her name is Meera. Her smile is haunting. Her story was buried five years ago. As love blooms between the living and the lost, dark secrets begin to rise. And Aarav must choose: forget her and live... or fight for the truth and risk everything. 🌧️ A heart-twisting romantic suspense. 🌿 A ghost who was once a girl. 🖤 A love story that refuses to die.

When Leo receives a cryptic message hinting at Mara's return to their old meeting spot-room 505 of an aging hotel in a dying city-he drops everything to find her. But Mara's not waiting with open arms. She's running again, tangled in secrets, half-truths, and the walls she's built to keep Leo-and everyone else-out.

ꕤ ✦⋆ ꕤ ✦⋆ ꕤ ✦⋆ ꕤ ✦⋆ ꕤ ✦⋆ ꕤ ✦⋆ ꕤ "He worshipped her like a goddess... until the day she found out she was loving a man built from prayer itself." Inspired by devotion that defies society, identity, and time, this story follows a love that began as silent admiration, grew into obsession, and endured through secrets most would never survive. Kiash Yaduvanshi - born into wealth, calm and composed, yet holding a secret that rewrote his very existence. Assigned female at birth, he reshaped his body and identity to become the man capable of loving the only woman he ever desired - Nitya Yaduvanshi. Kiash's devotion never faltered. For Nitya, the woman whose laughter once echoed through his college days like prayer and punishment both. To love her, he rewrote his very being. To protect her, he built an empire. Every success, every scar, every sleepless night was molded by her memory. His transformation was not rebellion - it was reverence. A prodigy turned white-hat hacker, he built his legacy protecting others from the darkness he once faced. His brilliance birthed an empire in cyber defense - not for recognition, but as an offering to the woman who unknowingly inspired it all. Nitya - bold, radiant, and inwardly complex. A beloved yet secret fantasy writer, a passionate politician in the making. Strong in presence yet tender in quiet moments - she was the storm that calmed him and the calm that shook him. Years later, fate binds them as husband and wife. But one Diwali evening, in a room scented with nostalgia and trust, Nitya discovers a truth locked away - documents that unveil the secret Kiash buried beneath love itself. Between devotion and deception, sanctity and sin, unfolds a story of two souls bound by fate, broken by truth, and healed by the very love that defied every boundary. Is love still pure when born of concealment? Or is sin still sin when it's done in the name of love? ━━━━━━━━━━━━

Elara Morgan, a reserved literature student, transfers to the prestigious and enigmatic Warren University, known for its deep historical ties to occult secrets and a legacy of mysterious disappearances. Seeking solace in the university's vast library, Elara stumbles upon a hidden cache of letters concealed beneath the floorboards of her dorm room. These letters, penned by a poet named Nathaniel who died under mysterious circumstances a century ago, are filled with profound emotions and hauntingly beautiful verses. Compelled by the depth of the writings, Elara responds to one of the letters as a whimsical gesture. To her astonishment, she receives a reply in fresh ink the next day. As their correspondence continues, Elara finds herself drawn into a spectral romance that blurs the lines between the living and the dead. However, the more she delves into Nathaniel's past, the more she uncovers about the university's dark history and the tragic fate that befell him. As supernatural occurrences escalate around her, Elara must unravel the mystery of Nathaniel's death and the true nature of their connection. With the help of her skeptical roommate, Lila, and a curious history professor, Dr. Thorne, Elara navigates a web of secrets, forbidden love, and the lingering shadows of the past. In the end, she must make a choice: to sever the bond with Nathaniel and free them both or to succumb to the allure of a love that transcends time and mortality.

Divine Fontanales has spent years trying to silence the echoes of her past. But when she discovers the novels of Xavier Isidro, a reclusive literary genius, the world she has tried to escape comes rushing back. The villain in his books is too familiar. His cruelty, his obsessions, even his whispered threats mirror those of Maverick Landicho, the man who once broke her. At first, Divine convinces herself it is coincidence. Yet as she delves deeper into Xavier's pages, she finds fragments of herself scattered within them. Her gestures, her scars, her private fears written as though he has been watching her for years. When she finally meets Xavier, the truth unravels into something more terrifying and seductive than she imagined. He admits he has been writing about her long before their paths ever crossed. Was it fate that drew them together, or a web of obsession spun in ink and shadow? As Maverick resurfaces to reclaim her, Divine is forced into a labyrinth of blurred realities where love feels like possession and safety is never certain. Between Xavier's haunting allure and Maverick's relentless pull, she must decide whether she is the heroine of her own story or just another character written into someone else's nightmare. The Man Who Wrote My Nightmares is a dark romance woven with gothic intensity, a tale of obsession, memory, and the dangerous line between salvation and surrender.

Tatiana Ivanova has one dream: to rise through the ranks of Russia's most prestigious ballet academy. But when she arrives at the historic Vaganova Theatre, she uncovers more than stage lights and pointe shoes. The theater holds secrets... and a ghost. Nikolai, a brooding spirit trapped since 1917, begins to haunt her rehearsals-first her footsteps, then her thoughts, then her heart. As Tatiana is torn between the living love of her devoted dance partner, Sergei, and the soul-deep connection she shares with Nikolai, the stage becomes a battleground of passion, jealousy, and the past refusing to die. But someone is watching. The jealous ghost of a long-dead prima donna will stop at nothing to reclaim the spotlight-even if it means destroying Tatiana. As opening night approaches, Tatiana must make an impossible choice: dance for the future, or surrender to the past.

"When love began with a glance, who could have known those very eyes would turn poisonous? 'Vish Ankhon Ka Ishhh' is a tale where love is not just about beauty - it's part of a dangerous game. Every look hides a secret, every smile masks a scheme." "There was something in her eyes - a venomous spell that slowly seeped into my soul. Maybe it wasn't love... or maybe that's what true love really looks like. 'Vish Ankhon Ka Ishhh' is an unusual love story where the magic of the eyes can both enchant and destroy." But will love win over powers, will she sacrifice herself.