Waiting Stories

Urdu Novel We meet thousands of people in this world, we get attracted to hundreds, we fall for ten and then we'll be united with the one whose name was written with our name thousands of years ago. ♡♡♡ Mulazim-e-Al-Wadood - The One Devoted to the Most Loving Some love stories are written in fate. Others are carved through sacrifice. ♡♡♡

All characters and their characteristic are same as story of mahadev and sons but with little plot twist with author touch What if Mahadev ego destroy their children and bhanu forgive mahadev family but with rigid boundaries what if rajji makes dheeraj to take stand of himself instead of always sacrificing his worth for family.. Are their enemy to lover journey succeed and able to cross all the boundaries to family war? Stay tuned for knowing the answers and support this story and author.

In the modern world, three souls begin to awaken. Zhuo Yichen wakes every night from the same nightmare-his hands gripping a sword, his blade sinking into a man's heart. Zhu Yan lives with a strange, unbearable ache in his chest. It flares when a certain boy accidentally brushes a hand over his heart, as if touching an old wound that never healed. Li Lun cannot understand why fire terrifies him, why flames paralyze him with grief instead of fear. None of them remember the life they once shared- a life built on devotion, shattered by sacrifice, and sealed by a vow to meet again. Now, fate prepares to reunite them. Three souls. Two shores. One river leading them back to each other.

Some stories are lived only once. Others refuse to end. For Sona, it happens twice. For Arya and Tushar, only once. Yet all three carry memories they were never meant to have. What was meant to be an ordinary summer at Chandrakiran Manor soon becomes something none of them can explain. Moonlit corridors, forgotten lullabies, empty rooms that never quite feel empty, and questions that no adult is willing-or able-to answer begin following them long after the sun goes down. Who is she? Why does she keep returning? What is she trying to protect? Why these children? And what happened inside Chandrakiran long before they ever arrived? A story of love. A story of betrayal. A forgotten daughter. A promise stronger than death. Because some stories are never buried. They simply wait beneath the moonlight for someone to remember them.

Evelynn grew up as the bakers daughter. Until it all changed. Her father married the queen and she became royalty. Her family grew with Queen Rhiona, Prince Owen, Princess Clara and Prince Cory. This also meant transferring to a new school- for royalty only. But what happens when Prince Alexander refuses to accept her because she doesn't contain 'royal blood'? ~---------~ "So, thats your new step-sister, huh?" One of Owen's friends ask to which he replies with a nod. "She's cute" "She seems nice" A couple of them murmer before a sharper voice cuts in. "She doesn't belong here." Owen smacked the Princes head. "Behave, Alexander. That's my new sister." "Doesn't change the fact she's not a true royal." he stated dryly, walking off with the other Princes following and Owen going quiet, not having the energy today.

Maya never realized when admiration became love. What started with shared songs, late-night conversations, and borrowed dreams slowly turned Shyam into the center of her universe. While he searched for love in someone else, Maya quietly carried the weight of loving him in silence changing herself, losing herself, and slowly becoming someone new in the process. Set between college corridors, rain-filled evenings, beaches, mountains, and memories that refuse to fade, The Girl Who Borrowed His Dreams is a poetic story about one-sided love, emotional devotion, and the painful beauty of letting go. Because sometimes, the people who never belong to us end up changing us forever.

Intezar The Art of Waiting for the right person. She never knew what she was waiting for- a person, a moment, an answer, or perhaps a version of herself she had lost along the way. Behind her smiles lie secrets she has never spoken aloud. Behind every choice is a story no one knows. As memories blur the line between reality and illusion, she finds herself trapped between what was, what is, and what could have been. In a world filled with unanswered questions and silent battles, one thing remains constant: THE WAIT But what happens when the thing you've been waiting for all your life finally arrives? Or worse... What if it never does? A story of hope, loss, dreams, and the mysteries hidden within a heart that refuses to stop waiting.

People say that when we cry, our hearts break, but it was different for me... every single time I cried, a new heart was formed.There were tears in my eyes, but just looking at his sweet 'Box Smile' made me forget all my pain and smile back. He wasn't the reason for my tears; he was the reason for my happiness.A real-life story starting from an 11-year-old girl's childhood... a journey with no room for hate, only endless love and a never-ending wait.Do you want to know the true story behind this 'heart made of tears'? Let me know in the comments... Chapter 1 is coming very soon!💜

She loves him-quietly, truly, and without doubt. But her love never fully becomes something he can hold onto or something that grounds him. It exists more in feeling than in presence. So he remains caught in a quiet contradiction: cherished, yet still alone in the space between them. He is fully loved in heart, but never fully held in reality.

লেখিকা - মেহেরুন শিফা "ভালোবাসা কখনো নির্বাচন নয়, কখনো তা নিয়তি। কিন্তু যদি নিয়তি ভুল মানুষকে তোমার ঠিকানা বানায়? এই গল্প সেই মেয়েটির-যে ভালোবেসেছিল সম্পূর্ণ, আর হারিয়েছিল নিজেকেই।"

He woke up with alarm. His eyes went straight to the ceiling which he kept staring last night as he fell asleep. He never felt so lonely all these years. This feeling in his heart was back again. Though it never left him, he has always been missing her, finding her, in every other person he ever met. But she never seem to return from heavens. She promised him. "I will come back to you" Her last words still so clear in his mind that he could say it was yesterday. He didn't expect to get her essence that day. His mind shivered with the thought that she was so near to him and he couldn't really saw, where she was. And the day he found her..,After waiting hundreds of years, he never expected his soulmate to look like that.... Never. Photo visual source: Pinterest (Sope ff) Rankings #1 YOONSEOK ✨👑 #2 #1 waiting 👑 #1 vampire love #4 SOPE👑 #6 SOPE #4 mystery thriller #25 YOONSEOK #8 Vampire Love #11 Gothic #1 Loneliness👑 #4 VampireLove #9 Vampire #10 Fantasy #13 Waiting #19 Gothic Warning ⚠️ : fiction contain mental trauma, anxiety episodes and other mental health related parts, alongwith physical attacks and injuries. ✨✨✨✨✨ This is a fully fledged Wattpad novel. The main character is inspired by Yoongi n hobi's persona called jay , but not based on their real personality or life ,just their face is taken into inspiration for character building, and purely with good intention of writing a nice fanfiction story. Please take note that the character in this novel is a fictional creation and not a reflection of the real person. There will be no sexualization or over-romanticization of the character. If this work offend anyone I truly apologise. I never mean to hurt anyone's feelings. This will be a long read for those who love reading fiction. Story might look slow to some but I can promise you would enjoy this alot. Thank you for your support. -Crystal Peach 🔮

This is just a wait list for my upcoming fanfic One Of His Own! If y'all r excited and waiting, all y'all gotta do is comment "waiting!" or smth close adjacent. I HOPE YALL LIKE THIS LOL

She thought silence meant peace. He made it feel like waiting. Aanaya learns love through absence, Aarav learns love through return-but neither of them knows how to stay. Some people don't leave... they just keep coming back, breaking the same heart in different ways. A story of love, imbalance, and the moment you realize you were never being chosen-just kept. The Ship We Never Saved is a haunting emotional story about love, emotional imbalance, and the quiet moment when someone realizes they have been holding on alone all along.

" let me know which stars you prefer .The ones above you, or the ones I make you see ". "My moonbean" Ten years ago, a single glimpse of her quiet, melancholic face anchored his heart forever. Today, she is a dedicated physiotherapist, moving through the hospital corridors like a shadow-painfully ordinary to the world, utterly consumed by her demanding career . Now, destiny collides in the rehabilitation ward. He is admitted after a severe accident, needing her touch to heal his broken body, while his heart already belongs to her. As she wraps her hands around his wrist to guide his first step, a ten-year silence shatters: she sees just another patient to cure, while he finally looks into the eyes of the girl he has loved from afar for half his life. She is moaning too loud,and he presses his hand over her mouth -leaning in , whispering >>> "Just remember....the louder you are , the rougher I get "

a short story about a shirt but its not really about a shirt..

'' Your wait, my wait - without meeting, without knowing." This is a story of a wait that two souls carry within an unfamiliar feeling, where love doesn't grow through words but in silence. Riya and Aryan- two separate lives, moving forward with their own dreams, yet carrying an unspoken emptiness somewhere deep within their hearts. Is it possible that two souls wait for each other without meeting, without even knowing? This is a story of that wait- one that passes through missed encounters again and again, a bond that isn't tied by time, but by the universe itself.

Two overthinkers. An eldest daughter who wears responsibilities like a second skin. A youngest son who was forced to grow up much earlier than he should have. Both wonder if what they feel for each other is more than friendship- yet both are terrified of giving that feeling a name. One assumes the other already belongs to someone else. The other believes: "Maybe I'm just not enough." Years pass. Conversations fade. Life moves on. But what happens when two people who were never able to understand their own hearts meet again? Will they finally name the feeling they spent years running from? Or will overthinking steal their chance once again? Let's dive into a story where longing turns sweet.

Everyone believed Queen Meera Rathore had the perfect life. She was married to Prince Aarav Rathore-the future king, respected by the kingdom and admired by all. But behind the palace walls, Meera spent years waiting for a husband who was always too busy, too distant, and too late. She waited through forgotten dinners, missed celebrations, lonely festivals, and countless sleepless nights. When her love went unnoticed, she poured her heart into letters she never sent-letters filled with dreams, heartbreak, and a love that refused to fade. As the years pass, Meera slowly learns to stop waiting. And only when her silence replaces her devotion does Aarav finally realize what he has lost. But some realizations come too late. The Letters He Never Read is a heartbreaking royal romance about love, regret, missed chances, and the devastating truth that sometimes the greatest tragedy is not losing someone-it is realizing their worth when there is no time left to make things right.

It's been three years; Three years since I've decided to gaze at the stars every night to ease the sadness and emptiness I'm feeling without her- -without the woman that I love and still loving with all my heart. I didn't realise that an amiable, elating smile slowly spreads across my mouth while my hazel brown gaze keeps on gazing on the stars. My heart constantly beats its melodious, euphoric beats while her enchanting, cheery smile immediately flutters on my young mind. "I wonder what she's doing right now. Is she okay?" The stars glisten even more; feeling like they're answering my thoughts. I heave a deep sigh while still feeling the euphoric beats of my young, fragile heart. A shooting star suddenly shows up in the sky, leaving me breathless and mesmerised Wow. That's the very first time I've seen a shooting star. Never in my life have I seen one but I never thought seeing one tonight will give me the utmost euphoria I had never felt before since she left. A sweet smile suddenly spreads again on my mouth while uttering these thoughts. "Are you seeing these stars I'm gazing at right now from Chicago?" I breathe out a deep sigh while my heart keeps on beating its elating, melodious beats. "I wonder if you saw the shooting star that I saw a while ago. I would be very, very happy if you do." I maintain my gaze on a particular star that shines the brightest; heeding the constant elating beats of my lonely, young heart. The more I gaze at it, the more my heart misses the woman that I love the most. "I miss you so, so much. I hope you miss me too." - - - Copyright © 04 April 2020

Kabhi kabhi zindagi me kuch rishte naam nahi maangte... Bas ek jagah maangte hain - dil me Tere Bina Main Kaun? ek deeply emotional slow-burn story hai do aise logon ki jo sirf ek exam hall me mile the Na unhone kabhi saath waqt guzara, na long calls, na dates... phir bhi unki duniya ek doosre me simat gayi Aayat - ek soft-hearted artist soul, jo apne emotions paintings aur diaries me chhupa deti hai Aariz - ek caring lekin emotionally reserved ladka, jo bina kahe Aayat ki har khamoshi samajh leta hai Emails se shuru hui unki baatein dheere dheere ek aise rishte me badal jaati hain jahan waiting bhi mohabbat lagti hai, online status sukoon deta hai, aur "Bestu" sirf ek nickname nahi... ek duniya ban jaata hai Lekin waqt ke saath: bimari, distance, responsibilities aur khamosh sacrifices unke rishte ko todne lagte hain Jab Aayat ki sehat dheere dheere usse chhodne lagti hai... tab usse sabse zyada dard bimari ka nahi, balki us insaan ke badal jaane ka hota hai jo kabhi uski poori duniya tha Ye sirf love story nahi Ye: waiting, silent pain, emotional attachment, sacrifices, aur roohani mohabbat ki kahani hai Ek aisi kahani jo shayad kabhi mukammal nahi hoti... lekin dil me hamesha zinda rehti hai 🌙 "Kuch mohabbat milkar poori nahi hoti... aur kuch bina mile hi ibadat ban jaati ha © Aarziel All Rights Reserved. "Tere Bina Main Kaun?" is an original work of fiction written by Aarziel. All characters, scenes, dialogues, artworks, concepts, emotional narratives, and storyline elements in this novel are protected under copyright law. No part of this book may be copied, reproduced, translated, reposted, adapted, distributed, or used in any form without prior written permission from the author. Unauthorized use, plagiarism, editing, or republication of this content, including paintings, cover designs, aesthetic concepts, and chapters, is strictly prohibited. This story is a personal creative work and intellectual property of the author. - Aarziel