Tears Stories

Sara loved Arjun with everything she had. But one night... She overheard the truth. 👉 She was just a game to him. 👉 A revenge plan. 👉 A girl he wanted to destroy. That same night- She walked away. Silently. Broken. Pregnant. No goodbye. No explanation. No second chance. Years later... She returns. Not as the girl he betrayed. But as a woman the world fears. Powerful. Untouchable. Unbreakable. And Arjun? The man who laughed at her pain... Is now searching for her like his life depends on it. 👉 But what happens when the woman he destroyed becomes the one he can never reach? 👉 What happens when love returns... too late? 👑 This is not just a love story. 🔥 This is revenge. Redemption. Legacy.

On stck for free after chapter 12 (free for followers.) Till 15th July. "Vikram... please..." Naina cried softly as he dragged her down the grand staircase of the Rathore mansion. Her tears blurred her vision while her trembling hands tried to loosen his painful grip around her wrist. "I didn't steal anything..." But Vikram didn't stop. "Get out!" he said dangerously quiet, throwing her bag near her feet. Naina looked at him shattered completely. "Suniye... main kaha jaungi...?" she asked broken. Then Vikram looked at her with eyes colder than she had ever seen before. "Go back to your world, you cannot digest luxuries " He said.. Tropes: Secret Baby ✧ Rejected Pregnant Wife ✧ Morally Grey Hero ✧ Dominant Hero × innocent Heroine ✧ Angst Romance ✧ Groveling Hero ✧ Possessive MMC

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Second series of " Thoda Sa Pyaar Hua Hai Thoda Hai Baki " I wrote description two time but it didn't get saved 😤, so I ain't writing it any soon. Just enjoy the book. Tropes : ✦Tech. Developer X Artist ✦Top Gguk X Bottom Tae ✦Morally Grey Male Lead ✦Obsessive kinda red flag top ✦ Sweet, Innocent bottom ✦ Harrassment ✦Manipulation ✦Says Tae is just plaything but easily get jealous Don't copy my work English is not my first language ©All rights reserved

सिर कदमा ते धारांगी रांझेया वे जीवे काहवेगा करंगी रांझेया वे~ ♥︎ ★"ꜰʀᴏᴍ ꜱʜᴀʀɪɴɢ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱʜᴀʀɪɴɢ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛꜱ - ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ʜᴏᴡ ᴡᴇ ꜰᴇʟʟ."★ Akshat singhania, the CEO of Singhania and Co. Isha Mehra, the cardiologist of the best hospital in banaras It's been nearly two months since Isha and Akshat tied the knot, yet the silence between them still lingers-loud and unresolved. Their wasn't a union born of love, but of obligation. Isha, pushed into marriage by a stepmother eager to rid herself of a burden she saw as nothing more than a responsibility. And Akshat-his heart heavy with the weight of guilt-had surrendered to emotional blackmail, manipulated by the memory of his late parents, used by a cunning aunt to seal his fate. Now, two strangers live under the same roof, bound not by affection, but by the ghosts of choices they never truly made. 𖡼𖤣𖥧𖡼𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊 𝒢𝓁𝒾𝓂𝓅𝓈𝑒~ Akshat swiftly caught her wrist and leaned over, his smirk playful but intense. Her breath hitched. "toh....aap viratpaglu hai?" he whispered huskily. "Come on then, let me turn you into Akshatpaglu." °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ "Bhai, kitna time lagega aur?" Harshit's voice crackled through. Akshat replied, "Another hour, max." Harshit burst into laughter, "Abe, tu car chala raha hai ya dhakka maar ke la raha hai?" -ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- ♡ 𝓣𝓻𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓼~ ○ Sunshine × sunshine ○ CEO × Cardiologist ○ Forced marriage Rankings went:- [#1. admire] [#1. closeness] [#1. wattyindia] [#1. blush] [#1. flirting] [#1. efforts] [#2. varanasi] [#2. affection] [#4. cardiologist] [#9. twist] [#18. fun]

My name is Aisha Aliyu . But in boarding school, I answered to "JSS1!". 🥲❤️‍🔥🥲 The day I arrived at Federal Government Girls' College, I was eleven years old with a metal cup my mom gave me, and a heart full of fear. By nightfall, Senior Blessing AKA Savage had confiscated my provisions, and House Mistress had taught me that "Yes, Senior" was the only prayer that worked. That metal cup became my witness. It held my Lipton with rain water kept on the sun in the mornings when the harmattan was brutal. It held garri with sugar or salt when hunger knocked at 2am. And on the nights I couldn't be strong, it held my tears. Because in Dorm 4, you learn to cry quietly. No evidence, abeg. JSS1 to SS3 is a journey nobody prepares you for. From scrubbing seniors' buckets to becoming the senior everyone feared. From homesick letters to sneaking out after lights out. They said boarding school would make me a woman. What they didn't say was that I'd have to break first. Shatter. Then gather the pieces myself. I'm still standing. My cup is dented, but it doesn't leak. This is my story. My bunk. My scars. If you've ever hidden tears in a metal cup, then you already know. Are you ready to walk the halls of Dorm 4, join me on this journey of survival and reclaim your own story ... Read ..❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 Tears in My Metal Cup. The real boarding school story. Updates every Sunday by 8pm WAT and 9pm every monWAT

Born on the same night as the chosen one , she was another. While one carries the mark of survival , another carried something rare, born with magic far stranger, far dangerous. Both completed each other. One incomplete and nothing without the other. Clueless by this strange appearance, people did nothing but fear the child , who already in confusion was scared of herself. Kept under the stone they had no idea of the word awaiting them. Their name , written before they could born in the pages of admission to Hoghwarts School if Witchcraft and Wizardry. They had no idea what responsibility they were carrying. _____ "I never knew I would end up feeling something for a potter", His words were harsh , but anyone could tell the tone wasn't genuine. ___ "Oh please Potter dont act like you dont fancy me either" , "Well I dont Malfoy" , her words carried no honesty and well , her trembling voice proved so. ___ "Are you crazy?? fancying a Slytherin while being a Gryffindor. While being MY sister?? You must be out of your mind! I dont approve of this , i dont approve my sister fancying a Slytherin especially that git Malfoy" ___ "Miss potter, the heart can long for anything and anyone. And if the longing is genuine nothing can stop it , nothing can come in between. But do not ever let longing come in between ambition. You must know why you were born why your appearance is so strange." "Then tell me professor dumbledore. how much more do i have to stay in the dark" "A little longer." ___ "Professor i know" ________________ I do not own any character. credit goes to Jk Rowling ofc. l havent read the books only seen the movies so details might be missing. Dialogues will be same as the movie only the dialogues of the "other potter" will be mine. I'll be following the movie and the idea is totally mine and not stolen. Again all credit goes to Jk Rowling

ISHANA SINGHANIA ✨ A 25-year-old girl belonging to one of the richest and most respected family of Mumbai .Her father and brothers were the owners of a huge multinational company, and since childhood she had been brought up with immense love, care, and every luxurious things , facilities one could imagine. She was always treated like a princess, surrounded by comfort and happiness, but her wealth never made her arrogant. Unlike others, Ishana was sweet, humble, and kind-hearted. She had a lovely personality, a beautiful smile, and a pure heart that made her special. But behind her cheerful nature, she carried deep trust issues - she found it difficult to open up and believe people easily. She was a perfect combination of elegance, innocence, and a hidden emotional side. She is a big novel lover and mostly remains in her own fairytale dreamy world which is far better than this real one . NISHANT SIROHA ✨ A 27- year -old man whose life was filled with struggles from the very beginning. He lost his father in childhood, and later his family blamed his mother for everything and threw them out of the house. After that, he started living in a small two-room house (their penthouse) with his mother and sister, carrying the pain within his heart silently. He came to Mumbai in search of work, and after facing many difficulties, he finally got a job. His only support was his childhood friend, who worked in the same company and always stood by him. Nishant was extremely handsome, but beyond his looks, he had a soft, emotional, and vulnerable heart . Many girls admired him and confessed their feeling too but when they found out he was just an employee without a powerful background, they walked away. Still, Nishant never lost faith. He deeply believed in God and was a true devotee of Lord Shiva. He believed that whatever is written in a person's destiny will happen anyhow but prayers and true dedication has the power to shape it in true correct way . TO KNOW MORE READ💞

Dedication: For the souls who feel everything too deeply. Who carry pain quietly behind soft smiles. Who overthink every silence, every changed tone, every little distance. Who love with their whole heart even after being hurt by the same hands they would still hold gently. This book is for the people whose sensitivity was called "too much," when in reality, it was only proof of how beautifully human they were. And for every one still searching for peace within their self- I hope one day you realize that feeling deeply is not your weakness. It is the purest form of emotional strength. - By Amna Rasool

Book One of the A Love So Difficult series. Orphaned and living under the shadow of her mother's relentless ambition, Humaira knows what it means to sacrifice. When her mother marries into the powerful family of Alhaji Ibrahim, Humaira's life takes an unexpected turn as she falls for Mansur, But their connection is brutally severed when Mansur mistakenly believes his true love is Humaira's stepsister, Sarah. Devastated, Humaira is forced to watch her dreams crumble. Will her mother stand by her, or push her further into despair? And just as the lines between love and loyalty blur, a shocking accident leaves Sarah dead, casting Humaira as the prime suspect. Can she clear her name and reclaim her love, or is she destined to be trapped in a life she never chose?

Emma Williams, the young CEO of a powerful company, has everything money can buy-but not happiness. Daniel Parker, an honest and hardworking employee, has little wealth but a heart full of kindness. When fate brings them together, love begins to bloom between two completely different worlds. But society, family expectations, and the cruel question of caste stand between them. Will their love survive the tears, sacrifices, and heartbreak? Or will they be forced to give up the person they love the most? ✨ A heartbreaking and emotional romance about love, family, sacrifice, and the courage to choose the heart over society. "They asked our caste, not our hearts... but love answered louder." ❤️🥀🌙

Some bonds don't begin with love... they begin with a simple friendship, a little understanding, and someone who chooses to stay. She was once the girl who could do everything - talented, confident, and full of dreams. But somewhere along the way, life changed her. Slowly, she started losing herself. The girl who used to shine began doubting her own worth. In Class 11th, she entered a new phase of life with a heart full of insecurities and a silence she couldn't explain. The friends who once knew her started feeling like strangers. She stopped talking, stopped sharing, and slowly built walls around herself. Then he came. A new boy in her class - someone completely unknown, someone she never expected to matter... He didn't try to fix her. He simply stayed. He listened. He understood the silence behind her words and slowly became the friend she never knew she needed. Their friendship wasn't perfect. She hurted him with her words, pushed him away, and tested his patience. But he never gave up. With time, he became the person she felt safest with - her comfort, her home, her person. There was no love at first. No hidden feelings. No secret wishes. Just two best friends. Through school, college, and all the changes life brought, they remained each other's strongest support. Their friends group became a family - a group of people who proved that true friendship means standing by each other no matter what. A story about friendship that heals, love that grows quietly, and a bond so pure that it survives every phase of life. Because sometimes the greatest love story doesn't start with a heartbeat... It starts with a friendship. ❤️ A true friend doesn't just stand beside you in your happiest moments... they hold your hand in the moments when you are slowly losing yourself. And sometimes, the most unexpected people become the most important chapters of our lives.

Hi there, this book is most containing what I role play. You will find my original characters and characters I may prefer to rp as. This does not mean I won't rp as other characters.

Meaningless drifts through the quiet spaces between thought and feeling, where words linger like smoke in a midnight car. A collection of reflections, fragments, and fleeting truths, it explores the subtle weight of existence, the irony of moments we clutch only to watch slip through our fingers, and the beauty hiding in small, overlooked fragments of life. Dark red and maroon bleed through its pages, a dance of roses and shadows, vanilla-sweet nostalgia, and the soft hum of music you hear only when the world is asleep. It is a mirror to the restless heart, the late-night wanderer, the dreamer who searches for meaning in meaninglessness. Here, every line whispers, every pause matters, and the reader becomes both spectator and participant in a journey that refuses easy answers-but never refuses emotion.

You may not know when your body will start to fail you. One day everything is fine, then the next, it is not. Sorrow is cloaking your every cell. A forlorn reality has no chance of escaping. Prayer is the only hope you cling to in times of despair. And the reason why you are still fighting is for every individual who has given you the strength to go on. (Update every Sunday and Wednesday)

- Continuation of Part #1 Just how hard to live in a place where pain, sadness, rejection, blames, lies, and hatred are the things that makes you feel fake alive. I was raised not to be noticed. I was raised to accompanied pain and sadness within me. To accept their blames and rejection. To regret the past and discover their lies. I was raised not to be loved but to be hated. For me, there is No safe place to hide as long as the battle is not yet finished. To survive in the battle, you yourself needs to conquer everything. But how? How am I going to fight back when I don't even know how to fight on my own? I'm scared, but the moment I found myself loving him the way I wanted to be loved, everything changed. Kinneth. With his presence alone, I know I am safe. With him, I know I can fight and I can survive because he will protect me. Pero hindi lahat na nagpoprotekta ay nananatili. Lahat ay may limitasyon, may hangganan. Just as he protected our love, he end up getting tired. He has reached his limit.

PRIYANKA:- Loving, caring, kind and a broken person. She is 21, living alone and attending her university in Delhi. _________________________________________ "When you love someone, you protect them from pain, you don't become the cause of it." _________________________________________ KARTIK:- Loving, friendly, kind and a humble person. He is 23, living in Delhi with his family, and attending his university. _________________________________________ "I wanted to prove to you that not everyone leaves, but you proved to me that love isn't for everyone." _________________________________________ What happens when these two souls meet? How do they meet each other, love each other, heal each other and break each other? Are they meant for a happy ever after? Or do they become each other's life lessons? To get answers to these questions, you must unveil their story.

Imagine living a life VOICELESS *HIDDEN *ALONE That's Ilhaam's world. A girl with a broken heart. A voice longing to be heard. A love that will change everything. She is Ilhaam Bello Abdullahi He is Anwar Ahmad Jada After losing her voice in a childhood accident, Ilhaam learned to survive in silence. People call her boring, nerdy, too quiet - but inside her is a storm of feelings no one has ever truly seen. And then there is Anwar Ahmad Jada. A man who, on the surface, has everything - brilliance, wealth, respect. A renowned cardiothoracic surgeon, admired by many, he lives a life of order and control. To the world, he is confident, untouchable, the man who saves lives without hesitation. But beneath that polished exterior lies a heart that has long refused love. To him, marriage is a burden, affection a distraction. He has convinced himself that no woman could ever see past his status into the man he really is. Behind his walls lies a quiet loneliness he would never admit. Until Ilhaam. The girl with the fractured voice becomes the one person who unsettles him, who challenges his certainty, who teaches him that brokenness does not mean unworthy. With her, he begins to see that some hearts don't need saving - they need understanding. Anwar saves lives every day, but can he save himself? Can he heal Ilhaam, or will she heal him? She lost her voice. He found his love. Together, they'll write a story louder than words. Because sometimes, the heart speaks louder than a thousand voices.

Although having wealthy parents, Miracle Benjamin has been shielded from the media all her life but what happens when she forcefully dances into fame? How would she cope with this new lifestyle? Will her life ever go back to the way it used to be?

❝"I refuse!", was her deafening scream. The temple full of people stood in silence. He watched her, taken aback at the audacity, but not out of his icy cold composure. He took a step towards her. "Step back! Step away-" He yanked her by her wrist, she bumped onto him. For moments, she froze, and then he said in a whisper, "It was never a choice."❞ ••• Aviram Raghuvanshi was the end. The business magnate had the whole country, if not the whole world, under his control. The family, of Royals, had never seen defeat. He was the coldest night, and yet the fire that devoured everything. He was destruction. Vaidehi Kanwar was the beginning. Freshly graduated in classical dance, she knows only the language of love. From a middle class family, for her nothing was beyond her father, a priest, and her art. When on one fateful evening her paths cross Aviram on his visit to his traditional temple, she crosses the line. And all hell breaks loose. #1 in dangerous among 12.6k books! #1 in beautyandthebeast #4 in royallove #9 in destined