Iniyaazh, a single mother, lives a peaceful life with her daughter Aadhini - until a man named Aadhavan enters their world. As Aadhavan forms an unexpected bond with Aadhini, Iniyaazh is drawn into a storm of emotions she can't understand.

Some souls are born under gentle skies, bathed in love and warmth. Meera was not one of them. Her world had always been cold and unwelcoming. Sent away to live under her grandmother's care, she grew up amidst cruelty. She was harassed, abused - the bruises invisible to the world, the loneliness louder than her cries. Life did not ease its grip as she grew older. Her marriage became just another prison. Her husband's words cut like knives, his hands heavy with rage. The day she learned the truth behind her marriage, her fragile hopes shattered completely. After years of being treated like a doormat, Meera finally chose freedom over chains. Divorce was not a new beginning - it was merely the end of one battle and the start of another: the fight to piece herself back together. Meera's journey became one of finding slivers of light in the deepest darkness... of discovering that sometimes, the love we yearn for most comes from the worlds we create within ourselves. She didn't know if her own "happily ever after" truly existed but she longed for the day when the man she adored in fiction might somehow step into her reality and hold her as tenderly as he held the love in his story. Will Meera ever find her happily ever after?

" Congratulations on your Engagement Ms. Pari. Seems like you are upset. Does the engagement bother you ? " " I m happy Mr. Ishaan. I m engaged and Varun is a gentleman. I m happy and may be you missed watching him kiss me just now " I replied but he threw his head back and laughed as if I cracked the best joke of the year. " Sorry, you call that a kiss ? I m so sorry, may be thats how a boy kiss " he asked me and gulped to his intense gaze. " May be you are experienced in kissing woman or may be women " " I haven't kissed any woman in my life Pari and I kiss my woman like a man Pari. I will hold her waist, flush our bodies, I would ravish her mouth and she would forget the world and pull me more into the kiss holding my hair, my hands would graze her body. I claim her with a single kiss Pari " My chest was heaving and I noticed we were standing close..no our bodies were flushed and he was feeling the rise and fall of my chest against him, his hot breathe was fanning on my cheek. His eyes looked like they wanted to hold me captive. I should leave but my foot doesn't move a step like he got me under my spell. He stepped back and walked away like he did nothing and I m sure he carried a smirk on his face. " what did he mean ? Is he back to claim me ? " Ishaan, the son of Billionaire Reyansh Badrinath was once the possessive protector of his Pari. His obsession scared her and he was forced to leave her, his family and everything behind. But he stayed in shadow, watched her, calculated his every move. He was called back for her engagement but now he is back to claim what is his. He would claim her heart, soul and body. " I will win your heart and soul Pari. This is my promise and Ishaan Rey never back off from his promise " She was his only weakness and his only salvation

It's a story between married couples. Two opposite poles meet eachother. How they going to live in a same roof. One is full of life and dreams and another one is full of drink and no life and dreams. let's dig into the roller coaster ride of ''her drunkard husband '' . Just see it as a fanfiction and don't connect with real life .

||~ He was born to escape. She was born to understand. Somewhere between silence and stardust, they found each other ~|| Shriya lives in the shadow of fame - her father's legacy, her mother's intellect, the chaos they called love. She's never envied it. Only wondered if something calmer, steadier, could ever be hers. Lakshya built his world in fantasy, scripting action and drama while forgetting how to speak his own truth. Emotions never made sense to him until Shriya, with her delicate strength and curious soul, asks him to collaborate. She's the thinker. He's the doer. But when passion sparks, it threatens to burn through every carefully placed boundary. Between the reels and the rewrites, they make each other feel. This is not a love story. It's a story of two people trying to learn love.

He was not afraid to fall in love; for him, meeting her was fate, becoming her known one was a choice, but falling in love with her was beyond his control! For her, falling in love was never in her plan until she realized that no one would make her feel that magic except him! He couldn't blame anyone when he got smitten by her, while she too couldn't, when she got fascinated by his love! Let's travel together to witness the cute and adorable love tale of Aabharan Kaishav and Saaral Kairavi!

Kallakamunage.. - "kallan" - thief or mischievous person... "Kaamugane" - a man with more desires "kallakamunage" also means secret lover This is purely 18++.... those who are not comfortable please dont read this.... Ashwin- Kaali He went to jail for committing three murders, in his young age itself. he is also a thief who stole things after murdering. Sivaangi Name- Durga A 19 year old girl. Belong to upper caste, who is grown up witnessing all the caste issues. She witnessed all the punishments that is given by upper caste to lower caste. She is a witness of all the crimes happened in that village. Her father is the leader of the village. Both Kaali and Durga are not the victims. Durga is the one who witness all the victims and the injustice that is done to them. Join with me to witness the journey of Durga who is struggling to attain justice with the help of Kaali. and the way she punishes everyone. This story is dedicated to all the souls(victims) that is affected by the caste. For all the souls, that experienced the pain of living due to the caste. I will try my best to convey my thoughts in this... This is purely my point of you. I try to give justice all the victims. Though in reality the person who did the crime may not be punished, but in this book from my point of view, the criminal will be punished through my leads. Hope you too will like it.

" What if I had grown a little too fat, with thick arms, thighs, folds on my tummy, double chin and so on ? Would you love me Rudra ? " " I would love that Tara, just the thought of my face being crushed between your thighs turns me rock hard. And I m sure it wouldn't only your arms, thighs and tummy but sure your boobs would be bigger so I would never need a pillow and that is a win win for me. " " What do you want Rudra ? " " You.. I want you Tara....your lips on mine while I m deep inside you, your hair spread across my pillow it's the most beautiful sight my eyes will ever behold, my love. " Bound by passion, consumed by love An obsession that turns love into an unquenchable thirst. A pride that transforms passion into devotion. He was ready to embrace the darkest demons if it meant keeping their love safe, and she was willing to burn with him if it meant never letting go. Obsession Series Book #2 - Locked in Passion Obsession Series Book #1 - His Eternal Obsession

In a realm without a marked December 6, where June 20 is a mere date, and unfollowing is a foreign concept, Ashwin stands at the threshold of an unwritten chapter. Will he utilise the second chance ? Or will the echoes of the past continue to influence his path, leaving the untapped potential of this alternate reality unexplored? An ashaangi fan fiction 💜☃️