Wholesomelove Stories

[TEENAGE ARRANGED SECRET MARRIAGE] [SENIOR X JUNIOR] An arranged marriage. Two near-strangers. One shared roof... and a lifetime to figure it all out. Shruti, barely eighteen and burdened by the shadows of abandonment, is suddenly married off to Arjun-a quiet, composed nineteen-year-old who never asked for a bride either. Thrown into a marriage neither of them planned, Shruti and Arjun must navigate college life, shared silences, awkward dinners, and growing emotions under the same roof. Between late-night arguments, unexpected comfort, and slow-burning affection, they begin to discover pieces of themselves in each other. But healing isn't simple. And love isn't instant. Especially when the past still lingers. As families collide, secrets unravel, and new bonds form, Shruti and Arjun must answer one question neither of them was ready to ask: Can a marriage born from duty turn into something real? Tropes: Arranged Marriage 🎀 Secret Marriage 🎀 College Love 💕 Senior X Junior Grumpy ML X Sunshine FL 19 X 18 🎀 Second leads 🎀

NOTE: This story idea is inspired by the cdrama Hidden Love. But the story is not the same. Zhao Liyun has had a quiet crush on her brother's best friend, Xu Mingchen, since she was a little girl - a secret tucked away in her heart for years. With a five-year age gap between them, Mingchen has always seen her as nothing more than Yichen's little sister. But as Liyun grows up, their worlds start overlapping in ways neither of them expected But will they be able to get together? Or will they remain as "Friend's sister is my sister too" ? To know more, Read the story further and join them on their journey. [ 26.08.2025 ] #844 - life #74 - youth #63 - brothersbestfriend

In a story that began on a mere Valentine's Day, the journey of a couple will lead them to exploring the values of love and what it means to be in love. This story is purely fictional and for entertainment purposes only. The characters mentioned in the story are only meant to be viewed as characters and are not a reflection of their real personality in any way, shape or form.

When Ace falls out the sky onto a different planet, nothing is like his home world. Humans are not good creatures. Ace knows that from the start, but when he's welcomed onto a human pirate ship, things change. Rocky at first but he grows to care for this world and those on the crew, and especially the first mate of the Whitebeard pirates. But will he be able to adjust after everything that happens?

Huxley Scarlett is a writer in the city of Chicago. Though his career started off strong, he's quickly lost popularity with his fans. Wandering from failed book to failed book, he struggles to make ends meet. Suddenly, his distant Uncle dies, and since Huxley is his only living relative his belongings come to him. Along with a small amount of wealth, he gets two boxes worth of items that are now his inheritance. In the first box are various knick-knacks, some photos, and a single, unforgotten book, while in the second, much smaller box is a few pieces of jewelry as well as a note and a strange antique pen. With it is a note that convinces Huxley to use this pen. The note tells Huxley that he can use the pen to write anything into existence except for money, and the pen cannot change anything that has already happened, nor can it alter the future (such as change the outcome of a future football game) and that if the article that the item being written in is destroyed, so too will the item. This pen allows the writer to write ideas into existence. He's skeptical at first, but after some experimentation proves his late Uncle's words true, his shut-in lifestyle provokes an even better idea: The Perfect Girl. Why not write in the best girlfriend he could ever have? but he's not ready for the life changing impact that this girl will bring him.

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Hazel never expected a quiet afternoon in her favorite meadow to change anything-until Leo, the mysterious artist from the café, appeared with his sketchbook and a quiet smile. A story of stolen glances, soft sketches, and love blooming like wildflowers. 🌿✨

Lily Anderson thought leaving the chaos of city life for a small-town escape would be the fresh start she needed. She didn't expect to be swept up in the whirlwind of The Storm Café, run by the enigmatic and grumpy Jack Stone. Jack's gruff exterior and preference for solitude have kept his heart well-guarded-until Lily walks in, her radiant smile and lively energy throwing his carefully curated peace into disarray. Lily thrives on connection and isn't one to back down from a challenge. Jack's brooding nature only fuels her determination to crack his tough shell. What starts as a simple coffee order turns into daily visits filled with playful banter, gradually unraveling the man behind the walls. The tension between them builds, sparking an undeniable chemistry that neither can ignore. Jack, burdened by a painful past, struggles with the idea of trust and vulnerability. But Lily's warmth and persistence lead him to explore emotions-and desires-he's long suppressed. Together, they delve into an unexpected connection, balancing passion and control, trust and submission, and discovering a side of intimacy neither anticipated. As their bond grows, the small-town whispers grow louder, testing their newfound connection. Jack must decide if he's ready to embrace the love Lily offers, while Lily must confront her own fears to fight for the relationship she deserves. Set in the cozy charm of Willowbrook, The Storm Café is a steamy and emotional tale of love, vulnerability, and discovery, proving that even the strongest storms can give way to something beautiful.

Hey, lovely readers! ✨ I'm S.k Solène, and I'm beyond excited to finally share my stories with you here on Wattpad! Writing has always been my secret world - a place where emotions become words, and characters become friends. Now, I'm opening that world up to all of you. 💬 I write from the heart - stories full of love, pain, friendship, healing, and everything in between. Whether it's soft romance, emotional journeys, or deep character connections, I hope my stories touch your heart the way they live in mine. 📚 First story: She Tried Her Best It's a tale of childhood friendship, growing apart, silent feelings... and the strength of a girl who gave it her all. 🧡 I'm still learning, so your support, comments, and feedback mean the world to me. Follow me, stay tuned, and let's grow together, chapter by chapter. Welcome to my little corner of stories 🌸 Love, S.k Solène

A bunch of short one shot feel good stories about two people with no names who love each other and are just living their simple day to day life loving each other. Nothing toxic, nothing embarrassing, nothing smutty or dark, nothing rough or hard to read, just warm hugs and soft pass by kisses. please enjoy this soft happy story of wholesome love! (Please note that the people in these stories I purposely wrote to include either to be any gender! This is a story for everyone to interpenetrate any way they want ❤)

Simply You Loving you feels easy, Like breathing without trying, Like truth that doesn't shout, Yet never stops shining.

So this was originally an english project. We were told to write a story inspired by "Romeo & Juliet". My english teacher told me to post or publish it somewhere so here I am. I hope you all enjoy and if you have constructive criticism or feedback, put it in the comments. Thanks! <3 The Capulets and the Montagues have been rival soccer teams for ages. No one knows why, but the teams despise each other. They just don't get along. Kassandra Santos, the daughter of the Montague's coaches, and Delilah Redwood, the daughter of the Capulet's coaches, never really knew each other. But one chance encounter between the two girls will change their lives forever.

A tender and lyrical love poem that captures the intensity of affection, longing, and comfort found in a deeply cherished connection. "Dear to Me" speaks to the kind of love that transforms absence into ache and presence into pure poetry.

Nobody never really knew me which was good in my eyes. My father was a horrible man, he was a death eater along with my brother and my mom. My brother, Draco Malfoy, hated being a death eater. He was always in so much pain and was always punished. I never wanted to become one but my dad always said it was very soon. But, here i am, walking into the hogwarts dining as i hope no one except my brother, knows me. But suddenly theres this boy?

Ava has just moved a new town after her Dad passed. But it's not all bad as her only friend Jacob turns into more than a friend.. ❗️CONTAINS FLUFF AND SMUT❗️

So I got to thinking...hmmmm what if they aren't just gross disgusting gag inducing love . What if.......I make stories that are completely different and hella weird. Ok I'll cut the shit these are just stories of friendship and love. 🌻

Chandrika Mehrotra, the powerful yet lonely CEO of Mehrotra Enterprises, lives in a world of schedules, meetings, and silence. Ever since her mother's mysterious death and her father's emotional manipulation, she has learned to rely only on herself. Fierce, composed, and intimidating to most, Chandrika wears her success like armor-but behind her guarded eyes lies a woman yearning for love, warmth, and honesty. Meanwhile, Parth Goenka-charming, intelligent, and the only heir of the prestigious Goenka Mills-wants to make his mark not as a CEO's son, but as a self-made man. When his father gives him a challenge to hide his identity and earn a position in a company based on his merit, Parth accepts-replacing his surname and walking straight into Chandrika's empire as her new assistant. Neither of them expected their first meeting to ignite something so electric. She saw a calm, witty assistant. He saw the woman he could fall for... deeply. But secrets have a shelf life. And when identities, past traumas, and power collide-will love survive the storm?

A poetic, soft fantasy romance about memory, longing, and the lights we carry inside us. In a small city cradled by mountains and sea, where the air smells like rain and secrets, a girl sees fireflies that no one else can. Lia Monteverde, seventeen, speaks more through her sketchbook than her voice. She walks the hallways of her high school like a whisper-soft, unnoticed, watching the world through quiet eyes. To most people, she's forgettable. But behind her silence is something strange and beautiful: she sees fireflies made of memory-glowing specks that flutter from the hearts of people when they feel something deeply... especially when they forget. She sees them in empty classrooms, floating above abandoned swings, drifting like golden echoes through the streets after it rains. Sometimes they're joyful, like a laugh frozen in the air. Sometimes they're blue and dim, heavy with grief or longing. But no one else sees them-until one boy does. Elian Cruz is sunlight in motion. Tousled hair, a smile that feels like summer, and eyes that look at the world like it still holds wonder. He's kind, playful, a little clumsy-and hiding something. A memory he can't touch. A sadness he can't name. He doesn't know why the fireflies appear to him only when Lia is near. He doesn't know why her face feels familiar, like a dream that never quite leaves. Drawn together by this invisible light, their worlds begin to intertwine-through shared secrets, late-night walks, old songs, rainy days, and half-forgotten childhoods. As the fireflies grow brighter, so does the truth they've both been running from. But some memories want to stay buried. And some lights can only be seen in the dark. LaylianHeart | L.H #FantasyRomance #WholesomeLove #FilipinoWriters #HighSchoolAU #UnrequitedLove #SmallTownMagic #FirstLoveFeels #MagicalRealism #YAfiction #EmotionalSlowBurn #WattpadPH #ComingOfAge #MemoryAndLove #FireflyMagic

He didn't move. The church lights were dim. The last song had ended. And yet Nathan stood there-still. Watching her. Kira, eyes closed, hands lifted in worship. Unaware of how beautiful she looked when she forgot everything else. He whispered in his heart, "Lord... if I'm meant to love her, teach me how to wait well." Because timing was never their enemy- it was the fire that kept refining them.

THESE ARE MY CRINGY, WRITTEN WHEN I'M BORED, ONE-SHOTS