Relatable Stories

Aastha's first job lands her in Ahmedabad - smack in the middle of adulting chaos. Dry chapatis for lunch, rushed mornings, and somehow still late to work despite waking up on time. All she wants? To survive the grind of office hours, burnt dinners, and crushing expectations. Karjun Shah runs Shah Enterprises like clockwork - sleeves rolled up, silver wristwatch gleaming, and not a hair out of place. Stern, composed, the perfect CEO... until he's home. There, he's just Kaju -the steady heart of a noisy, loving Gujarati household that refuses to let him be anything but human. Neither planned this. But Aastha keeps catching glimpses of his silhouette and falling a little harder each time. Karjun can't ignore the new drafter with too many things in her tote and an uncanny way of softening his world. Love doesn't always arrive with fireworks. Sometimes, it tiptoes in - slow, steady, and unstoppable. All images/pictures belong to their rightful owners. I do not own any. Thank you. Have fun reading! Started: 30/05/2025 Word count: 90,000

siblings, secrets, and a love that blooms in all the unexpected perfectly imperfect ways. ✨ 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 × 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐚 For every brother who hide his love in silence, and every sister who still feels it- through the fights, the care, and the bond that needs no words. Ｔｒｏｐｅｓ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ ᴏᴠᴇʀᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴄᴀʀᴇʟᴇꜱꜱ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ✨ Youtube/Instagram: She_writeshim Stckme : Ritsswritshim

Everyone writes about the female lead that's fair and has long ebony hair Well Rauwdah doesn't She has short hair and dark complexion Raudah is the troublesome girl with bad grades. Loves male validation and always hungry Who will marry this walking talking red flag??🤔🤔 Do you still want to read this amazing book about our Hausa role model🤭🤩

Trisha Khanna was chaos in sneakers, the clumsy, loud, dramatic, and always one step away from falling... or causing trouble. Mahin Vardhan was silence in uniform, the calm, disciplined, unreadable... the kind of boy who noticed everything but said very little. She laughed too loudly, talked too much, and turned the simplest moments into drama. He stayed in the background, watching quietly... pretending not to notice the hurricane walking straight into his life. Same school, different sections, too many accidental meetings... and way too many stolen glances. Between morning assemblies, unfinished homework, last-bench giggles, and shared secrets, a simple crush slowly turned into something neither of them planned. There will be teasing. There will be misunderstandings. There will be moments that make hearts race... and others that make them ache. Because this isn't just a love story, it's the story of growing up, falling for the wrong reasons, laughing at the right ones, and learning that sometimes... the most unforgettable love begins with the smallest crush. ●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○ If you've ever smiled at someone for no reason...waited for them to walk past your classroom...or felt your heart race at the sound of their name, then this story is for you. Come, relive the madness, the innocence, and the magic of growing up. Because some memories deserve one more ride. ⋇⋆✦⋆⋇　⋇⋆✦⋆⋇　⋇⋆✦⋆⋇　⋇⋆✦⋆⋇　 #1 in Relatable #1 in School life #1 in heartfelt #1 in nostalgia #2 in high school sweethearts

I just can't think straight when it comes to you, Deepika. Why do you do this to me? says Arjun I'm not doing anything, Arjun, she hissed. It's you. You're the one confusing the shit out of me. In one sudden movement, he pulled her close. Lifted her chin and pressed his lips against hers. They fall for each other, they try to run away but they find their way back and they fall harder in love, they yearn. This one's a romantic and breezy college romance love story! Updated twice a week!

"No Pogue-on-Pogue macking." It's the number one rule of the cut. As John B's twin sister, Shay Toni Routledge is usually the level-headed one keeping the Pogues out of trouble. But when their dad goes missing and a four-billion-dollar treasure hunt turns their summer into a fight for survival, her perfect control starts to crack. Trapped in high-stakes situations, Shay finds herself leaning on JJ Maybank-her twin's chaotic, impulsive, and completely off-limits best friend. He's the one person who can see right through her calm exterior. As the lines between friendship and something dangerous blur, Shay keeps the romance fiercely hidden. But with the treasure slipping away and secrets piling up, she has to pray John B doesn't discover the truth before the summer completely tears them apart. Four billion dollars. Two twins. And one rule begging to be broken [ jj x female oc ] read prologue for tw! lowercase is intended

THE ART OF BEING GEN Z "A generation that looks okay from the outside, but is still figuring itself out from within." We are the generation that grew up with Wi-Fi, social media, endless choices, and the pressure to have life figured out way too early. We know how to stay connected with thousands of people... but sometimes don't know who to call when we're not okay. We compare our lives with people we don't even know. We fall in love, get hurt, pretend we're over it, and then replay everything at 2 AM. We want freedom, but carry family expectations. We want success, but are tired of constantly proving ourselves. We want to be understood, but sometimes don't even understand ourselves. This isn't a book about how to become perfect. It's about being confused. Being ambitious. Being lonely. Falling in love. Losing people. Finding yourself. Growing up. And learning that maybe... you don't have to have everything figured out. Because this is what it means to be Gen Z. Welcome to THE ART OF BEING GEN Z. Maybe you'll find a little bit of yourself in these pages.

In Daisy Grove, everybody knows your business. Briar Quinn thought she knew hers, too. She had the bar she inherited from her father. A boyfriend she'd been with for years. A life that wasn't perfect, but at least it was predictable. Then Genevieve Hawthorn showed up with a secret that shattered everything. One scandal later, Briar is single, furious, and the latest headline in a town that lives for gossip. The last thing she needs is Graham Lane. He's charming. He's complicated. And from the moment he walks into her bar, there's something between them neither of them can ignore. For the first time in years, Briar feels seen. Wanted. Maybe even cared for. And then Briar discovers exactly who Graham is. Suddenly, their chemistry isn't just inconvenient. It's impossible. Because in a town where secrets have a way of crawling into the light, one wrong move could blow up more than just their hearts. Sometimes the person who makes you feel alive is the one person you're not supposed to want. And this spring, Daisy Grove is about to get very, very messy. Cover photo credit: sydney s (unsplash.com)

Una chica en su lucha contra el amor.

It's my first story I hope you will like it. I tried to make it emotional as much as I could. I want you to know if you are in the same situation that been happening in the book you have to reach out to people around you or people you trust. You are never truly alone. Also English is not my first language so sorry if I made mistakes

What if the hardest thing to explain is yourself? A raw, unfiltered look into the thoughts we hide behind jokes, silence, and "I'm fine." Sometimes you can have a million things to say and still have no idea how to say them. Just be careful. There's one word you're not supposed to say.

Maybe these are just random thoughts. I just wrote what I feel. Sometimes my heart tells me to write something, even when I don't know if it makes sense. It might be a quote, a random line, or just a little paragraph. About love, pain, people, memories, growing up, letting go, and the little things we don't usually talk about. Some thoughts may mean nothing to you. Some may remind you of someone. And some might make you stop for a moment and think, "I feel this too." It might be simple. It might be a little tricky. But every thought here is something I felt. 77 thoughts. Different feelings. Maybe one of them is yours. I hope you feel this too. :) Dreamy Ocean 🌊😌

She has everything in her life. Maybe she's not complete because what she wants, she never gets: him. People say "he's just a guy", you're right. But what about the dreams she still sees with him, knowing maybe he'll never love her back?

Do you hate yourself? So much you loved more then you could handle?

Started September 3rd Ended ?? All copyright ©️ reserved This story is strictly mine o

Une légende raconte que la Lune ne pleure jamais, elle est destinée a devenir froide et sérieuse, elle est destinée a ne jamais etre aimée, a se sentir rejetter. cela ne parle pas de la Lune.

Name one night in the last year she picked you up at two in the morning.

Azrael is immortal. He doesn't want to save the world. He doesn't want to destroy it. He just wants to be left alone to walk through the rain, build worlds in his head, and watch humanity slowly tear itself apart at its own pace. He doesn't hate people. He's just tired of them. Tired of the noise. Tired of the demands. Tired of the constant, exhausting need for his attention. So he watches. He waits. He goes with the flow. But the few people he actually cares about? He will protect them without hesitation. No warning. No mercy. Just action. This is not a story about good versus evil. It's not a story about a hero or a villain. It's just a story about a being who exists, who creates, who observes, and who refuses to let the world dictate how he lives. Azrael is who he is. And he doesn't care if you like it.

Poems about everyday life, emotions, random things we all hate, and more! If you have a different take/opinion on any of them, drop a comment or message me on my profile, and I'd be glad to chat. P.S - This is the second book on my profile. Try checking The Apple, the Traitor and the Hospital if you'd like!

I am Alex Summers. Lilith was supposed to be the perfect roommate. Instead, she's boldly confident, constantly teasing me, and somehow finds my flustered reactions entertaining. One afternoon she pressed herself against the glass balcony door just to get my attention, then acted like it was the most normal thing in the world. I grew up in a strict family. I've never lived this close to someone so carefree before. Respecting her space is the only thing keeping me grounded. But Lilith has no intention of making it easy. Living with a shamelessly playful roommate was never supposed to feel this complicated... or this tempting.