This book is a compilation of imaginary scenarios (mostly romantic) based off Ponniyin Selvan, the evergreen Tamil novel written by 'Amarar' Kalki Krishnamoorthy. (Requests closed)

She was not born in Thanjavur, but that is where her story began-left at the doorstep of a quiet family, wearing a gold chain and silence like a second skin. Raised among temple bells and jasmine-scented prayers, Yazhini knew nothing of where she came from, only that she belonged to the sunlit paths of the village, and to the girl who sang to the gods-Nandhini, her closest friend, her sister in soul. But the tides of the Chozha empire do not spare the quiet. When palace politics sweep Nandhini into silk-draped chaos, and the crown prince begins to ask the wrong questions, Yazhini finds herself pulled into the heart of a story older than she can understand-one of blood, loyalty, and truth buried in royal shadows. As friendships are tested, bonds break, and enemies wear familiar faces, Yazhini must choose not just who she stands for... but who she is. ✨ A reimagined chapter in the world of Ponniyin Selvan-where the echo of anklets and war drums write the fate of queens, spies, and the girl caught between love and legacy. ✨

This story sets in a village, murai mama and murai ponnu love story this story have multiple couples as main lead....... Age difference Female lead older than male lead A cute couple its a sequel of 24 to 24, but you guys can read it as a standalone too.

This is the story about a woman who loved too much and a man who loved back the same. And a daughter that found her way back to them. Three lonely souls, yearning for each other's love. This is the story of how the lost love reunites. A story of a daughter who wants to be with her mother and father. *I don't own the web series called heartbeat season 2 or its storyline, it's written by DEEPAK SUNDARRAJAN. I just added my own story and oc in it.*

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**

MinMadhi was just a little girl, yet she could not even remember her real name-nor what it meant to feel safe. At the age of ten, she was torn away from her family. For years she lived in a place where childhood had no meaning, until the day she was finally rescued and brought back to the people who had been waiting for her with open arms. She had learned only to look down at the ground, never once lifting her eyes to the sky. She had lived in silence so long that she did not know she had a voice. She understood survival, but she had never been taught what it meant to truly live. Her world was made of rules, rules upon rules, until she forgot what freedom was. The world outside had vanished for her; all she knew were four walls and a single light. That light was always RED, and it terrified her. Every day she stared at it, trembling, afraid of it. MinMadhi was frightened of everything, even of taking a long, deep breath. Fear had become her shadow, pressing on her every moment.. And then comes Mozhi Alagan, a man who has made the beauty of language his very profession. He is a psychiatrist, one who listens not only to words but to the silences between them. Mozhi Alagan is a man who understands more than words. He knows how silence speaks, how fear whispers, and even how the rhythm of a heartbeat carries its own story. To him, imperfection is not a flaw but the very meaning of perfection. In his eyes, loneliness is not emptiness. It is simply a passage of time, a quiet journey shared with the heart and with nature. It is fate that brings his path to cross with MinMadhi. From that moment, the delicate responsibility of awakening her soul, of guiding her back to life, rests in his hands. This journey is not just theirs, it is ours to witness. As you turn these pages, you will walk beside them. And for every Tamil dialogue that carries the weight of emotion, you will find its English translation, so the story speaks to every heart.

"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.

Reader x pandavas ​"What if the fire of the Yagya didn't just produce a son and one daughter? What if Draupadi had a younger sister-a girl born from the ashes of a broken past, who would eventually share not just her home, but her five husbands too?" ​The Story ​In the dark streets of the Kaliyug, an orphan girl dies alone, betrayed by the only man she ever loved. Her last wish to the gods was simple: "I just want a family. I just want to be loved." ​Fate listens, but in a way she never expected. ​She wakes up in the golden palace of Panchala, reborn as the younger sister to the legendary Princess Draupadi. In this world of warriors, gods, and ancient laws, she is no longer a shadow. She is a princess. Author's Note / Disclaimer ​"This story is a work of fiction and a creative reimagining of the Mahabharata. In this version, King Drupada is not a cold or distant father. He deeply loves and cherishes both of his daughters, Draupadi and reader. there is no hatred or disappointment in his heart-only a father's pure love for his children."

|An Avengers Soulmate AU| She wasn't the kind of woman who belonged to just one man. There was something about her that drew men in-not the nice guys who'd bring her flowers, but the dangerous ones who'd burn the world down to keep her safe. Their love wasn't soft or sweet. It was rough hands, sharp teeth, and promises that sounded more like threats. When they said she was theirs, they meant it. And God help anyone who tried to take her. Because whatever chased her, whatever had its claws in her now-They wouldn't stop. Wouldn't hesitate. They'd tear everything apart to get her back. And they wouldn't be gentle about it.

These are completely fictional one shots.