Healing Stories

#1 in regret #1 in redemption #1 in siblings #1 in family secrets #1 in doctors #2 in family #2 in strong female character #2 in pregnancy # 9 in India #3 in betrayal #4 in second chance #9 in emotional #19 in romance "He didn't save her. He loved her while she healed." Abandoned by the people meant to protect her, MAITHILI BIRLA grew up carrying scars no child should ever bear. Blamed for mistakes she never made. Punished for crimes she never committed. Forgotten by her own family. But instead of breaking, she rebuilt herself. Alone. Through sleepless nights, silent tears, and endless struggles, she became Dr. Maithili - strong, independent, and determined to create a life of her own. Then came Dr.VIDYUT OBEROI What begins as love slowly becomes healing. Behind his perfect smile, Vidyut carries wounds of his own, and somewhere between stolen glances, unconditional support, and quiet understanding, two broken souls begin finding peace in each other. But the past refuses to stay buried. Old betrayals return. Hidden truths come out. Families shatter under guilt and regret. And Maithili is forced to confront the people who destroyed her childhood. In a story filled with love, redemption, family bonds, heartbreak, motherhood, and healing- two people learn that sometimes love is not about saving someone. Sometimes... it's about standing beside them while they save themselves.

"The whole world overlooked me... until the villain looked only at me."People fell in love with the hero. I always cried for the villain. Not because he was kind. Not because he was good. But because no matter how cruel he was to the world... He loved only one person with his whole heart. Everyone called him a monster. A psychopath. A black flag. But all I could see was someone who desperately wanted to be loved. Maybe that's why I envied the heroine. Because she threw away the kind of love I had spent my entire life praying for. As for me... I was never anyone's favorite. Never anyone's first choice. The forgotten middle child . The friend people only tolerated because of someone else. The son who could never make his parents proud. The brother who was always compared to his siblings. No matter how hard I smiled... No one ever noticed the tears hidden behind it. So I escaped into novels. Then one impossible wish changed everything. "If only someone would choose me... just once." When I opened my eyes again... I had become the villain's forgotten fiancé. The one history erased before the heroine ever appeared. This time... I won't run from the villain. If the world wants the hero.. . Then I'll choose the villain. After all... Only the villain ever chose me.

Advika, a 15-year-old living in Pune, is known for cheerful, kind and happy-go-lucky personality by her friends, relatives and people around her. People say that she light's up every room she is in, but no one sees how dull she becomes behind the closed doors of her house. In that house, in that life, she is out of place-quietly enduring the small cruelties of being the child who is not seen for her value, a child they broke themself and blamed for who she has become. She hides her vulnerability from the world because no one there knows what to do with it. Somewhere across cities, in Bengaluru, a family as old, feared and respected - the Devrais have spent the last fifteen years mourning a daughter they were told had died before she ever lived. They spoke of her in softened voices, laid flowers for a memory, and loved her only through grief. Then one day the truth surfaces-her name, her face, her existence-and the quiet world Advika has survived in begins to shift. Because when the lie breaks, it doesn't just expose a truth - it gives two parents back their daughter and seven boys the sister they never knew to look for.

Taken from her family at the age of four, because of a deep grudge, Aria doesn't remember the place she used to call home. All she knows now, is silence and pain. All she has is her broken self, and the hope of being free one day. She's been called a curse, and she's been called worse- to the point where Aria doesn't know what is true or not. She'll never escape the hell she's in, she'll never have a home or a family, right? *Sneak peek* Aria: "Where the hell are you?!" I wake up with a jerk on the cold floor of the kitchen's store. The rope that he used to keep me there when his friends were over, bit into my skin, and was now stained with red. He had forgotten. Again. But that was a good thing, because it means I didn't get beatings last night. I tired to move, but the pain from my ankle was sending vibrations to my brain, and I winced, my back hitting the wall hard. I closed my eyes, praying he won't find me- but luck is never on my side. He opens the door, and smirks as he looks down at me. His eyes were clear, he wasn't drunk. That was bad. He made it more painful when he wasn't. He undid the rope, and dragged me by the hair, into the kitchen. "You little bitch. Growing wings now, are we?" He threw me on the floor and kicked my ribs. Pain flared through me, but I shut my eyes tight. Don't make a sound. "Make me my damn breakfast right now. And I want it prepared next time or else." I nod my head, and get to my feet. But he dragged me towards him by the neck, my back to his front. His hand went under my shirt, the threat hanging in the air, and I squeezed my eyes shut. "Do you hear me?" I nod. His hand went up to my chest, and I swallowed the nausea rising up in me. "Yes who?" "Yes Daddy." I choked out. Then he pushed me towards the stove and walked out.

💕💖A story that proves... love never arrives late. It arrives exactly when the heart is ready. Some women dream of becoming brides. Indira Kumar dreamed of becoming a mother. At twenty-three, she chose to raise her orphaned nephew as her own son, sacrificing the life she could have had without ever looking back. Thirteen years turned into eighteen, and somewhere along the way, she forgot that behind the word Amma was still a woman with a heart capable of being loved. Now thirty-six, plus-sized, soft-spoken, and hiding her insecurities behind warm smiles and graceful sarees, Indira believes love simply isn't written in her destiny. Until one Sunday morning... A cricket match. One accidental hand gripping a stranger's leg. One whistle she innocently demands from the man sitting beside her. One dimpled smile that shatters the walls around a billionaire's guarded heart. Vijay Varma buried his heart with his wife a decade ago. He never imagined that the woman who would teach him to live again would be the one who never believed she deserved love. As one son quietly becomes Cupid for his mother's happiness, two lonely hearts discover that sometimes... The greatest love stories don't begin in your youth. They begin when you've almost stopped believing in them.

𝐀𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬... 𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬. Once, he was a boy who believed he hated her with every corner of his heart. Because she too was too chaotic for his peace of mind.. Years later, fate forced them into a marriage neither of them wanted, binding them under the same roof despite the distance between them. But she is no longer the loud, carefree girl he remembers. Life took everything from her, including her laughter, her innocence, and her parents, leaving behind a quiet woman who hides her pain behind a calm smile. Before their marriage, he made one thing clear: "Don't expect love from me." So she never did. As they begin sharing a life together, he slowly starts seeing her differently, noticing the sadness she conceals and the strength she carries. Yet one question remains: if he remembers her so well, why doesn't she even know his name? A story of heartbreak, healing, and unexpected love, where old hatred gives way to feelings neither of them ever imagined. ×××× Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine | Marriage of Convenience | Forced Proximity | No Cheating | She fell first (or so she thinks) × He fell harder and harder.. It's just my first book pls don't judge my writing.. because there's noway I can be perfect.... . . .

"They didn't stop loving her... They just stopped believing her." Ruhanika Rajvansh-Ruhi-wasn't just the only sister of the Rajvansh brothers; she was their heartbeat, their happiness, and the little princess they had once sworn to protect forever. Until one lie changed everything. At the age of twelve, Ruhi was accused of a mistake she never committed. The five brothers who had once promised to stand beside her chose silence over trust and punishment over love. Without listening to her, they sent her away, believing they were teaching their stubborn little sister a lesson. But they never realized... They weren't sending away a mistake. They were leaving behind the soul of their family. Ten years later, the innocent little girl is gone. In her place stands Ruhanika Rajvansh-a world-renowned fashion designer, the CEO of a global fashion empire, and a woman who has built a life without the people who once meant everything to her. When destiny brings the Rajvansh family back into her life, the truth they buried for years finally comes to light. She was innocent. Now, the brothers who once let her go are willing to sacrifice everything to bring their sister home. But what if "home" no longer exists for her? What if someone else has already become her family? And what if the only person who can reach the broken pieces of her heart is the man who lovingly calls her... "Rooh." A heart-wrenching story of unconditional love, shattered trust, unbearable regret, healing, and second chances-where some promises are broken, some bonds are tested, and some scars never truly fade.

When May Alana's wish on a star brings a stranger to her remote island home, the pair must survive a deadly magical conflict in order to be together. ***** When May Alana, a scorned and anxiety-ridden young woman, finds a stranger on the beach of her remote island home, she wonders if this is the adventurous, accepting, and loving answer to her otherwise cloistered life. But as the pair grow closer, the stranger entrusts May with her brilliant secret: that she is half-Star in possession of otherworldly powers, and that a violent group of Star worshippers are out to destroy her. So if they want any chance of being together, they'll have to survive a deadly conflict between humans and mythological creatures first. THE STAR AND THE OCEAN is Book 1 in the Starborn Series Book 2: THE WIND AND THE HORIZON Book 3: THE FIRE AND THE SKY Cover illustration by Brittany Willows (@BrittanyMWillows) [[Watty Winner]] [[Wattpad LGBT Book of the Month]] [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]]

[ONGOING - POSTING EVERY FRIDAY] The world is too loud, too bright, and far too crowded. For years, I've hidden behind thick white silks and the safety of my marigolds, speaking to the petals in my mind because words always feel like jagged rocks in my throat. In the Meadow Pack, I am the quiet one, a girl of shadows and soil, waiting for a Mating Ceremony I never wanted. Then the forest breathed, and he stepped out of the willow trees. He wasn't like the others. He didn't smell of heavy perfumes or forced grace. He smelled of crushed mint and the deep, solid scent of a forest after a storm. He was a mountain of black fur and scars, a beast the stories warned me about, the Alpha of Stormridge. They call him a monster. They say his heart is as dark as the ink on his skin. But when our eyes locked, the noise in my head finally went silent. For the first time, I didn't want to hide. He is the storm to my sunlight, the growl to my silence. He doesn't know how to be gentle, and I don't know how to live in his loud, violent world. But the moon doesn't make mistakes, and my blood hums a song only he can hear. The wolf with the scarred eye has found me. And for the first time, I think I'm ready to let the silk fall.

After being rejected by her husband and Alpha in front of half the werewolf world, Allison does the only thing left that makes sense- she walks away. Heartbroken but unbowed, she rebuilds from the ground up, turning her experience as a Luna into something new: Luna's Compass, a consultancy that fixes the messes other packs are too proud to admit they made. No attachments. No politics. No pity. But fate has a sense of humor. Her newest client, Gordon Hale, is a widowed Alpha raising three daughters and holding his pack together by sheer will. What starts as a six-month contract becomes something far more complicated- professionally, politically, and painfully personal. Between grief, politics, and the slow burn of something she swore she'd never feel again, Allison must learn that fate isn't about who you're tied to - It's about who you become when the bond breaks. Updates Tuesdays and Fridays at Noon (Pacific)

Alexander didn't cheat. He just gave someone else his attention, his laughter, and the smiles that used to belong to his wife. And she watched him drift, not to another woman's bed, but to her presence. Her laugh. The way she made him feel seen in a room full of people. Everything he found in someone else - Zara had been giving him all along. Eight years of marriage. One little boy who loved them both. And Zara standing in the middle of it all - wondering when she became the woman he stopped choosing. She warned him. Three times. The first - he dismissed her. The second - he called her jealous. The third - he called her insecure. So she stopped warning him altogether. And stopped waiting. Love wasn't enough... and now it might be too late.

Anneliese is an empathetic, outgoing young woman who has struggled finding a safe place to express herself. Often looking for new ways to meet friends, she wouldn't pass the opportunity to chat someone up. Even a stranger at the diner she works at to pass time and support herself. A dedicated man takes to the nativity of Anneliese. He is direct and prefers to keep to himself. Even an isolated man by choice can't withstand Anneliese's pull. Gravitating towards her, he manages to bring her a sense of comfort to the new beginnings in life. Not all beginnings are as true as they let off and lies can only last so long. ~ ❀ ~ I can't help but stare at her. Her face, lips, and smile, and her nose. Even her long, curled lashes. "Let's do a butterfly kiss!" She exclaims, pulling my face close suddenly. Kiss? My heart hammers in my chest, my breath hitching. Her small hands hold my face close to hers. It's not very forceful, I could pull away if I wanted to, but I let her have control. Her hands are warm and soft against my jaw. Getting closer, her eyes lashes flutter and I find myself holding my breath. She brushes her lashes to mine, her breath fanning against my lips. Subconsciously, I lean forward, wanting my lips to be on hers. June flutter her lashes, grazing her lashes to mine. Out of nowhere she bursts out in a fit of laughter. I flinch back. Butterfly kiss. That was not a fucking kiss. ~ ❀ ~ #1 cliche 2025 & 2026 #1 sweatheart 2025 #1 opposites 2026 *Warning* Mature themes will be covered (language, actions, etc).

The story is the self healing journey of Kavita and her struggles before and after facing a toxicity in her marriage.

After clawing her way to the throne through bloodshed and sacrifice, Li Shangguan is betrayed by the very man she loved most. As her body sinks beneath the cold river waters, a familiar face from her past appears before her eyes-someone she once abandoned in her pursuit of power. With her dying breath, she makes a final vow: if fate grants her another chance, she will forsake the throne and live an ordinary life beside him. But when she awakens in a new lifetime, Li Shangguan soon realizes that fate is not so easily escaped. No matter how desperately she seeks peace, the currents of destiny continue to drag her back toward the imperial court, conspiracies, and the throne she once tried to abandon. Can she truly live the simple life she longs for, or is she destined to remain a prisoner of fate forever?

Elena Moroni has spent her whole life surviving in silence. Silence kept her safe. Silence kept her alive. Bruises fade, but words spoken to the wrong person in a cruel home never do. So she learned not to speak at all. Not when her father yelled. Not when he hurt her. Not even when she wanted to cry. Then one night, everything goes wrong. A debt her father owes drags Elena into a world she has only heard about in whispers - blood-stained money, ruthless men, and the name everyone fears to say too loudly: Dante Russo. Dante is not a man people survive twice. Cold-eyed, merciless, obsessed with control, he rules the Italian mafia like a king built from violence. Men fear him. Women avoid him. Enemies disappear because of him. So when Elena is thrown at his feet as payment for her father's betrayal, Dante expects fear. What he doesn't expect... is silence. No begging. No screaming. No lies. Just a broken girl with terrified eyes that somehow still look at him like she's waiting for permission to breathe. Elena is pulled deeper into a dangerous world of obsession, violence, power, and a love so consuming it could either save her... or destroy them both

After a traumatic first marriage left her body bruised and her mind in pieces, Maithili has built a world of silence. Isolated in her village, she avoids mirrors, voices, even her own name - afraid that one wrong move will make the pain return. When her worried parents consult an astrologer, they are told a second marriage might be her only path out of the shadows. Neil Chaudhary isn't looking for love. He's not against marriage - just never in a hurry for it. When he agrees to marry Maithili, he expects nothing more than civility and space. What he finds instead is a girl who flinches when he speaks too loud. A wife who won't say his name. And a story written in silence that pulls him in, piece by piece. As Maithili learns to breathe again, Neil learns what it means to wait for someone - and love, the kind that heals without hurting, begins to take shape. But can love truly heal the scars of the past, or is it simply a quiet way to survive? Tropes: Second chances • Traumatized FL • Green Forest ML • Past trauma • Arranged Marriage • City ML x Village FL 🏅#3 in wattpadindia 🏅#1 in greenflag 🏅#1 in healing

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘸-𝘶𝘱. 𝘉𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘐 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳! 💅🏻✨ ℬℴℴ𝓀 𝓉𝓌ℴ 𝒾𝓃 'ℬ𝓇ℴ𝓀ℯ𝓃' 𝓈ℯ𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈 Aryavi Costa, previously known as Oberoi. She was the light of her family, always constantly trusting her. But one incident occurred, which had taken all the trust away from her, she was just a teenager when she was sent away. She locked herself, away from her so-called-family. While building a new life, with monsters trying to ruin her peace, trauma reaching her quicker than ever. When she is needed in India, the Oberoi's call her back. Unknown to the fact that the little girl has become into a powerful woman. The girl is cold, constantly sarcastic. The girl with the warmth, and the usual sunshine is gone, leaving her. How can a kid do that? Is the only question which never reaches the family. But, they're too late for that. Because she's not here to form relations anymore, she's back to get something which is far more powerful. A revenge, for something which the family isn't going to understand. Thanks for reading! Dive into the storyy! 💃🏻💗

Qalb-e-Jaan - Where love becomes a prayer. Hazel, a clumsy yet kind-hearted English literature student, finds peace in writing duas in the quiet corners of her life. Haris Aziz Khan-cold, distant, and an architect by profession-has spent years building walls around his heart. Born in India, raised in London, he believes emotions are distractions he cannot afford. When an arranged marriage ties their lives together, two strangers are forced into a bond neither of them understands. In a world of silence, unspoken pain, and quiet faith... can love grow where hearts refuse to open? ✨ A heartfelt halal romance about healing, sabr, and second chances.

𝐀 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑-𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 Taehyung, a devoted single father, never expected Sora, his son's teacher to become a part of his life. But fate keeps bringing them together, through small moments. As Sora finds herself drawn to him, she wonders if it's just admiration or something more. And Taehyung? He might be falling too. A Kim Taehyung Fanfiction do not copy / plagiarize my work. photo credits to the rightful owners. © 2025 published started: 29.08.25 Ended: Genre: fluff → romance → angst → HEA

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. That was what they whispered about me. My mother was a dancer who seduced an Emperor to survive. I was the ignored princess who seduced a Prince to steal a throne. I thought I was the heroine of a romance novel. I thought if I smiled enough, schemed enough, and loved him enough, I would get my happily ever after. I was wrong. My sister was the beloved Cinderella. The Crown Prince was her Prince Charming. And I? I was just the wicked stepsister who got in the way. My reward for stealing the male lead was a hellish marriage, a cold bed, and a lonely death. Now, I have returned to the beginning. I'm done chasing fairytales. I'm done trying to be someone I'm not. This time, I won't go to the ball. I won't wear the glass slipper. I will just fade into the background and disappear. Or so I thought. "Careful, Your Highness." On the balcony where I tried to hide from the world, a hand caught me. It wasn't a Prince. It was a Knight I had never noticed before. I wanted to retire from this fairytale, but it seems the story isn't done with me yet