ON HOLD ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪꜱᴛʏ ʜɪʟʟꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴏᴏᴛʏ, ᴅᴇᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴀʙʜɪʟᴀꜱʜ ɪꜱ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴏɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɪɴᴠᴇꜱᴛɪɢᴀᴛᴇ ᴀ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏꜱᴛᴇʀɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ᴀ ꜱᴇᴄʟᴜᴅᴇᴅ ᴍᴀɴꜱɪᴏɴ. ɴᴀᴠɪɢᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴɪɢᴍᴀᴛɪᴄ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ʀᴇꜱɪᴅɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ, ʜᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴍꜱ ᴀɴ ᴜɴᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʏᴏᴜɴɢᴇꜱᴛ ɢʀᴀɴᴅᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ, ᴠᴇɴɴɪʟᴀ, ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀ ᴏᴡɴ. ᴀꜱ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇꜱ ʟᴏᴏᴍ, ᴀʙʜɪʟᴀꜱʜ'ꜱ ᴀᴛᴛʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴠᴇɴɴɪʟᴀ ɪɴᴛᴇɴꜱɪꜰɪᴇꜱ, ʙᴜᴛ ꜱᴏ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ʜɪꜱ ꜰᴇᴀʀ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴍɪɴɢ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱ. ᴀᴍɪᴅ ᴄʜɪʟʟɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛꜱ, ʜᴇ ʙᴇɢɪɴꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴜꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ʙʀᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴꜱɪᴏɴ ʜᴀʀʙᴏʀꜱ ʜᴀᴜɴᴛɪɴɢ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʙʜɪʟᴀꜱʜ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ᴜɴʀᴀᴠᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇ ʙʏ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ꜱᴀꜰᴇɢᴜᴀʀᴅɪɴɢ ᴠᴇɴɴɪʟᴀ.

ᴀꜱʜᴡɪɴ ɪꜱ ʜᴏᴘᴇʟᴇꜱꜱʟʏ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴅɪʏᴀ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ꜱᴏᴏɴ ᴅɪꜱᴄᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʙʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʀᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴀʙɪᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴜꜱʜɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. ꜰᴜᴇʟᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʜɪꜱ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴀꜰꜰᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴀꜱʜᴡɪɴ ɪꜱ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜱʜᴏᴡᴇʀ ʜᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ᴅᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇꜱ. ᴛʜᴇ Qᴜᴇꜱᴛɪᴏɴ ʟᴏᴏᴍꜱ: ᴄᴀɴ ʜᴇ ᴡɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴛᴏᴏ ʟᴀᴛᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ? 𝐓𝐖: 𝐒𝐚𝐝 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠

An arrogant selfish billionaire marries an innocent girl for getting heirs... He uses her situation and ties her with contract... Where both will not see each other's faces and once she gives birth to the baby she will get a lump sum amount as reward but under a condition that she will be no way related to the baby after giving birth... She will not even see the soul whom she carried in her womb for 10 months.... Will the selfish man fall in love with that innocent girl... Will he realise his mistake and feel guilt or will he hurt her more... What happens when an innocent girl finds both love and hate with the same person....

This story is the continuation of PM&I. A clueless girl from a colonised country dies and reborns 500 years back. She wasn't reborn as any commoner but as the fourth wife of the handsome crown prince who was about to become a king and be killed by his own people. Will she be able to change the fate of her King as well as her country??? Please read the story to know further and share your views... Votes and Comments are truly appreciated... Disclaimer: Story will be 80% pure Tamil and 20% English.

Goutham was an extremely introvert and calm young man. He was very humble, respected everyone and treat everyone with love and care. But that was until she came into his life. His Mithra.... Mithra was everything he wanted.. To him she was the most beautiful girl, very loving and caring but she older than him. It was love at first sight for him when he saw her for the first time in his college and without delay wanted to propose her the very next day but stopped himself when he knew she was his senior in college but that not stopped him his love for her instead he waited to make her his forever and made every move in his life to get her in his life. Fiver years.... he made his perfect plan to make his entry in her life. Its going to be a hard time for Mithra to resist him. Raised from an Orthodox family will Mithra fall for a man who is younger to her. A journey of an unresistable chemistry ....unstoppable desire.....longlasting dreams......uncontrollable sparks....unconditional love....ridiculous betrayals.....bloody revenges......A fight for love and togetherness...

🌾Kailash🌾 Being Born and Brought up in a Village, farming runs through every nerve of mine. Being the son of the Village head, my responsibilities are more than I ever imagined. But I would do anything to protect My Village, My People and the farming by being the Farming Influencer. Though farming in our nation is reaching its decline, I'll do my fullest to keep its head high. I won't let any corporate company step in their dirty boots in our fields. I have my family and best friend Kabilan's support to reach my goal. Everything goes hasslefree until the Temple Celebration begins and siblings return with their family. There arrives a Celebration on her own, Datchayani. Though she wants to explore the village, the city butterfly is all of herself and my complete opposite. But her rules won't work here or for me. She has to change according to the Village norms. Will she change herself or me? What will she do when she learns about the secret Kabilan and I hold? 📹Datchayani📹 Being Born and Brought up in a Metropolitan City, I love exploring various locations and cultures. Being a freebird without many responsibilities, I love travelling and making videos of it. Vlogging is not just my passion but my profession too as a Social Media Influencer. Though being a girl and sometimes travelling is not safe in this nation, I want to explore the world. I can take care of myself and my safety and I won't let anyone bind me. I love my freedom and my soul sister Dakshitha is my major support. There was no stopping me until I visited the village which has my long lost roots for the Temple celebration. There I meet the Speed breaker of my life, Kailash. Though he helps me explore the village, the country man is a control freak and my complete opposite. But he cannot lay rules for me. He has to change according to this generation's norms. Will he change himself or me? What will he do when he learns about my secret which I have protected from Dakshitha too?

This story is set in the 70's. A newly married couple, Anandasivan and Sivakaami, move to Calcutta after an arranged marriage. How does love blossom between these strangers and how do they adapt to a new culture and city?

She was his peace and he was her protector She was his saviour and he was her solace She was a cracker and he was the fire She was a troublemaker and he was the trouble She was the moon and he was the night She was the sun and he was the rays Yamini and Siddarth are childhood friends and are inseparable. They sick together in all their ups and downs. What if they are tied in an arranged marriage ? Isn't it too benefitting when married to the best friend ? How could Yamini and Siddarth get together in the sacred bond. Will they let the feel of love bloom between them ?

𝕯𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘 ; 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖓 𝖔𝖋 𝖑𝖎𝖋𝖊, 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖇𝖎𝖗𝖙𝖍 𝖔𝖋 𝖌𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖙𝖍 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖌𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖆𝖋𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖆 𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖘𝖍 𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖆 𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖞 𝖔𝖋 𝖆𝖇𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖙𝖍 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖕𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗. ꜱʜʀᴇʏᴀ, ᴀ ᴄᴀʀᴇꜰʀᴇᴇ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴ ᴀʟᴄᴏʜᴏʟ-ꜰᴜᴇʟᴇᴅ ʟɪꜰᴇ, ꜱᴀᴠᴇꜱ ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ'ꜱ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ꜰᴀᴛᴇꜰᴜʟ ɴɪɢʜᴛ. ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴅᴀʏ, ʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀꜱ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴏᴍᴇ-ᴀꜱ ᴀ ɢʜᴏꜱᴛ. ᴀꜱʜᴡɪɴ, ᴀ ꜱᴇɴꜱɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ᴡʜᴏ ᴛʀᴇᴀꜱᴜʀᴇꜱ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ꜰᴀᴄᴇꜱ ᴛʀᴀɢᴇᴅʏ ᴀɴᴅ, ᴜɴᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅʟʏ, ᴡᴀᴋᴇꜱ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ᴀ ꜱᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ ʜᴏᴜꜱᴇ-ᴀꜱ ᴀ ɢʜᴏꜱᴛ. ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅꜱ ᴄᴏʟʟɪᴅᴇ ᴀꜱ ꜱʜʀᴇʏᴀ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴀꜱʜᴡɪɴ ɴᴀᴠɪɢᴀᴛᴇ ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛʀᴀʟ ᴇxɪꜱᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ. ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴇᴍʙᴀʀᴋ ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ ꜰɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʏꜱᴛᴇʀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ꜱᴛʀɪᴠɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴜɴᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ.