book 1 of #Chaturvedi Siblings Series CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE Vivaan Chaturvedi x Roohi Ahuja Arranged by Fate, Painted by Love Vivaan Chaturvedi, a 28-year-old artist, once filled his world with vibrant hues, but after a devastating loss, his life became colorless. In an attempt to fulfill family expectations, he agrees to an arranged marriage, believing it will be nothing more than a duty. Roohi Ahuja, a 25-year-old IT professional, is independent and driven by her career, but she, too, feels the weight of her family's wish for her to settle down. When the proposal from Vivaan comes, she agrees, hoping love will come with time. Their first meeting is formal and awkward, neither expecting much. But soon, Roohi's warmth begins to awaken something in Vivaan, and his calm presence helps Roohi rediscover her vulnerability. As they navigate their marriage, what began as an arrangement slowly transforms into a deep emotional connection. Through mutual respect and understanding, Vivaan and Roohi learn that love doesn't have to be instant-it can grow quietly, nurtured by patience, healing, and acceptance. In this journey of growth, Vivaan and Roohi discover that love can be the brightest color, even in the most unexpected places.

Kayalvizhi is a young woman from a village where farming is the most significant source of income. Her world is full of the day-to-day tasks, and she has little time to think of anything else. That all changed when she "met" him. Uthiyan returns to the village after being away for years. He has barely settled in before he is told to marry Kayal. He resists, not wanting to be forced to marry, or so he says. Kayalvizhi exudes an aura of beauty and innocence that should have tempted him, right? Unfortunately, she must embark on a journey to break down the walls surrounding his heart, even if it means pushing through her innocence to become a temptress. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "The more you try, the more you'll burn in the end, Kayal. You'll turn into ashes and dissipate into the wind. Can you handle the consequences then?" He pulls away and a chill goes down my spine at the sudden loss of his warmth. Without another word, he packs his things as I watch, frozen in place. When he leaves, he doesn't turn around to look back at me. As I watch his form fade in the distance, a lone tear slips out of my eye, slowly caressing my cheek before falling onto the earth below, disappearing into its depths. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kayal: "I vowed to marry him or end my life." Uthiyan: "I wanted to resist, but I could never resist her." . . . . . . . . . . . . . #1 villagelovestory (04/16/25) #2 uyir (06/21/25) #1 uyir (11/07/25) #1 temptress (11/07/25) #1 divine (12/09/25) #2 tamilstory (11/13/25) #162 heartbreak (01/14/26)

||A south indian cross cousin love story|| 🌸 Note: In certain South Indian traditions, marriage between a girl and her mother's brother's son (cross-cousin) is a culturally accepted and legally valid practice in India. Ezhil x Kayalvizhi Kayalvizhi grew up with one dream, that one day she would marry Arjun. He was her first love, her childhood promise, her everything. Their families had always spoken about it like it was written in the stars. So when the wedding was finally fixed, her heart overflowed with happiness. She didn't care about a big career or chasing ambition. Being his wife was enough. But fate had other plans. Just hours before the wedding, Arjun leaves without a word, making her shattered at the edge of a life that no longer makes sense. In the midst of heartbreak, confusion, and family pressure, she is married off to his younger brother, Ezhil, the charming professor who had loved her in silence since childhood. Kayal enters this new marriage numb and unwilling. But Ezhil never asks for her love, only her peace. He gives her space, encourages her to study, to grow, to dream again. Slowly, through his kindness, she begins to find herself. The girl who once only wanted love begins to chase a future of her own, one her father had always wished for her. One she never thought she was strong enough to build. And somewhere in the quiet rhythm of their new life, shared in silence, in the way he saw her strength when she couldn't, her heart began to heal. She didn't realize when it started, but with every gentle word, every steady presence, every look that held more care than expectation, She began to fall in love again, not all at once, but slowly. Softly. Unexpectedly. Beautifully. Not with the boy she once dreamed of, But with the man who had loved her all along, quietly, patiently, completely.

Short Stories of THEM with different Characters💜✨😍. Full of love ❤️, emotional🥺,fun💃🏻, mystery🤔, friends 🫂, family 🥰etc....... Welcome you all to the Ashaangi Oneshots Stories 💜🙏🏻 Started:09/09/2023

This story? It's not going to blow your mind with some never seen before plot twist. No no no. You've probably read something like it a dozen times, from different authors. But this time, I'm telling it. And I've sprinkled my own masala all over it. So buckle up. It is full of love comedy journal.. A love story with a generous side of giggles. Humor is what i wish to achieve in this.. If you laughed in between, it shouts my success, then I'll take a bow and call it a win. Heroine will travel to the previous century, met hero, save him and love him. Boom. Hero -- Maaveera bhairavan -- He is a prince... not just by birth, but by grace. A master of magic, gifted beyond measure. His mind is razor-sharp that is sharper than your mom's kitchen knife, yet he speaks little. Silence is his comfort. His eyes carry the weight of his thoughts, speaking volumes without a word. He is calm, composed, deeply intuitive, mysterious, majestic, and probably allergic to drama. Heroine -- Aparajita -- Very very very very naughty, very lovable, Certified chatterbox who even think louder that is she will plan by saying the ideas loudly... Brave enough to hide her fears behind a joke, and sporty enough to turn a crisis into a comedy sketch. Basically, if chaos had a mascot-it'd be her. They're total opposites. Like hot filter coffee and cold badam milk. One's all calm and mysterious, the other's a walking loudspeaker with glitter in her soul. And yet-you look at them and you just know. Honestly, it will be God has a wicked sense of humor. He sits up there like, "Hmm... let's take this silent prince and pair him with this human firecracker. Let's see what happens." And that lead to chaos, laughter, love, and a story that writes itself.

"How do we know if we are doing things the right way? I wanted to learn everything about intimacy so I can please you in every possible way. I even wondered about how long a man usually lasts. I want to explore everything with you. And if there's something you want me to do, tell me. I don't want this to be just about me asking for what I want. I want it to be about us." "Oh my God, are you carrying me? Please put me down. I don't want you to strain your back because of my weight." *************************************** Aakash never believed in love. He is reserved, introverted and carry a past he never speaks about. He enters marriage not with hope but with obligation. To him, it's just another responsibility he wished to carry out. Meenakshi enters the same marriage carrying a different battle. She is curvy, soft-hearted and full of warmth but weighed down by years of insecurity. She has learned to smile through judgment, to laugh through whispers and to expect less than she deserves. An arranged marriage ties them together. He is a man of silence. She learns to see his care hidden within it. But is silent care enough for a lifetime together? What begins as two strangers under one roof slowly turns into something neither of them expected in the quiet moments, in accidental touches, in shared meals, in silent protection and in unspoken understanding. This is not a loud love story. It is a slow one. When a broken man and an insecure woman choose to stand by each other, the healing turns into perfection and a love slowly becomes obsession. A story of curves, scars, healing and a love that learns to stay.

Vanakkam Chittu's.. This is my first story. I've been a silent reader all along as it's summer holiday I tried to use this time to give life to my imagination.. peep into the story It'll not be boring..have a great time Chittu's. =============================================== ...... : oi purusha! enna epo kutitu pova? "A girl asked smirking at a man while her one hand was rotating her half saree pallu and her other hand was on her waist.The man turned around with wide eyes" ....... : chi nee ellam oru ponna di.. unaku ellam vekkama illa?! ....... : summa kathathinga evalo naal tha na unga pinnadi suthikinae irupen sattu buttu nu velaiya mudicha namba ennarthuku pulla kutty peth- "A slap sound echoed the room while the girl was hanging her head down with her hand cupping her left cheek and looked up at the man's bloodshot red eyes" ....... : innoru vaati Inga vanthu purusha pulla kutty nu ethavathu sonna avalo tha pathuko! "he roared" ....... : atha ivalo naal unga pinnadi varen eh oru vaati kuda va ungaluku enna pudikala?!. vera ethavathu ponna love pannuringala enna? "She asked while tears were flowing from her eyes to which the man remained silent" ....... : sollunga! ipo solla poringala illaya vera ethavath- "the man shouted before she complete her sentence" ....... : Ama di na love tha pannuren.. athu vera yaarayum illa Unnoda AKKA tha!! pothum ah!! ===============================================

Dark Romance | Mafia | Obsession A dangerous game of power, secrets, and revenge unfolds as two lives collide. The past won't let go, and the future threatens to break them both. In a world of darkness, control is everything-and nothing is ever as it seems. "In the end, I'll own you... one way or another" To know who said this to whom... just sink into the story ♡♡

A simple village tale of a family of four, unexpected love, arranged marriage, and family(toxic relatives) dramas. Slow burn. Some bonds we choose, some are tested, and some... last a lifetime. Namma vaazhdra vaazhkai'le appo appo vara chinna chinna kashtatha kooda thaandi vaazhndhu vandhurlaam.. aana indha sondha kaarava kudukura maadhiri'aana oru kashtatha indha ulagathulaye aarunaalayum kudukka mudiyaadhu. Adhuvum andha nadippu kalandha paasam kaatuvaagha paarunga.. yeppaa deii.. podhum ponga da'nu irukkum. Apdi oru sondha'tha dha indha story'le neenga ellaarum paaka poriyae. Kadhal, Kalyanam, adi dhadi, azhugai'nu ellaame irukkum.. mothamum kudumba kadhai dhaan. Manasa dhidam aakikonga'pa. Aprom naan chollala'nlaa solleetu kadakka koodaadhu paathukudunga.. ;) **You can read this story in English on my other Wattpad ID - SanthiyaWeaves_Eng. Updates will be posted once a week there**

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?