Kamala Shastri's final year of Engineering just got a whole lot more "interesting." Forced into a group project with Derek D'Souza, the epitome of academic perfection (and insufferability), she also finds herself babysitting his ragtag friends of misfits-basically a bunch of losers: an idiot, a sex freak, a mama's boy, an acid mouth, a drunkard, and Derek, the self-appointed daddy of these dumb heads. Except for Maya, who isn't a complete disaster (bless her). This weird bunch has now set their sights on the GC (General Champion). Their grand plan? To win the GC title in sports (impossible in all caps), because why not add more chaos to Kamala's life? Now Kamala reluctantly finds herself guiding these oddballs, using her intellect to outsmart rivals and tackle absurd challenges. In the midst of this whirlwind, she unexpectedly starts warming up to them, much to her own surprise and everyone else's amusement. And to her horror, Derek begins to show glimpses of a less insufferable side. Will Kamala survive the madness of her final year with her sanity-and maybe even her heart-intact? Get ready for a rollercoaster ride as Kamala navigates unexpected friendships and ridiculous challenges, all while trying not to lose her mind.

A Chhichhore fanfiction Acid X OC It is a vibrant campus with so much life in it. Amidst pranks, friendships, and dreams Cherished memories formed in the group Where Acid finds his soulmate in a freshie who is so innocent yet mischievous Join them to see what happens in their journey. We miss you, Sushant Rajput Singh. Only OC character is own by me

Simmi humare losers ke group ki filmy dramaqueen Sache dost wohi hote hai ... joh achhe waqt mein aapki bajate hai ... aur jab mushkil waqt aata hai toh wohi chhichhore aapke darwaze par khade nazar aate hai

He fought, he fought until he got tired he couldn't handle it anymore the hate, the sympathy, scorned by his own kind, it was burdening him and finally he gave up to his inner darkness. He let his celestial brother lead him to the after life, he regretted not being a good friend a good husband or a good son. Until he was given a second chance by parashakthi herself.She made sure no-one not her husband nor anyone from the trilok know about this. Not even Narayan the original author of this book. "I want to protect my loved ones, radha ma adhirath baba dushala, duryodhan and his brother, their childern, my sons, gandhari ma, my wives, my family " said karn in a dreamy and gentle voice, it was soothing but one could feel the guilt and sadness emitting from it. "Tatatsu " a soft whisper was carried to his ears by the gentle breeze. "say I am cold hearted but I have my reasons" "Don't worry gurudev i won't lie to you" "I don't give a damn about the pandavas or their family all I care is about 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲" "I, Radhey Karn will never agree to be your son. Yes i am bad son now get out of my sight, call me mannerless i don't give a damn about it" Radhey Karn will not be the same again once broken it was more than enough. He knew that if he was selfish then only he can survive, to survive he must be selfish.

"Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run Bang, bang, bang, bang goes the farmer's gun Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run, run" Azar Hollow was... different, way, way, different... When his eyes fall on two males, he grows quite an obsession, one that'll make him do anything to get what he wants... ¥¥¥ BILLY LOOMIS X MALE!OC(Bill Skarsgård) X STU MACHER

Samual Prescott is the twin brother of Sydney Prescott, he had found Billy Loomis attractive in freshman year of college, so when his sister gets with his crush, he feels some type of way. His best friend, Tyler Riley, twin brother of Tatum Riley, helps him with things, that anyone else will think of it as psychotic... ----- Billy Loomis x Male!OC(Dylan O'Brien) Stu Macher x Male!OC(Ross Lynch)

Y/N had only just transferred to a new school-Woodsboro High. On his first day, a bubbly blonde named Casey invited him to sit with her and her friends at lunch. He said yes. He accepted but oh boy....he should've have declined that offer If he'd just walked away-kept to himself, eaten alone in some quiet corner-maybe none of this would've happened. But he didn't. And everything went to hell.

Harry died at the age of 157. After he had killed voldemort he was thrown away from everyone he thought loved him. They had betrayed him after the hard work was done. he had been cast away to forever rot in Azkaban until he died. He had turned quiet through those long years. planning. seething. waiting for his time of revenge. he spent his time locked up seeking knowledge from the depths of his magic. traveling the world in a lasting coma, where he was not awake nor asleep. when he was 150 he escaped Azkaban and tracked down each and every one of the people who betrayed him. he killed them all, with no mercy. But he didn't just kill them and be done, oh no no no, he tortured them. made them watch there loved ones die. made them go to the point of insanity. and he loved every single second that he watched them suffer at the tips of his fingers. when he went to kill Dumbledore who had never died before but faked his death, he was killed in a ambush. still out for his blood he was helped by a family friend who we know as death. Harry was sent back to 1934 where he was know as 5 year old mute Hadrian Peverell. a orphan in wools orphanage and the beauty of the orphanage. he ends up being roomed with Tom Marvolo Riddle but with his now wise 157, well now 162 year old mind he was ready for anything. including excepting his soul mate and helping him. as Dumbledore always said. For the greater good.

What if Devasena had a hidden twin? What if the baby who never cried was seen as a bad omen? A sign of destruction in the future? What if that baby was left alone on the forest floor, meant to be devoured by wild animals? But fate had other plans. The mountain people, who never left their land, happened to cross that path at the right time. They found the infant and took her into their arms and into their hearts. She was raised as the daughter of the mountain tribe's leader in a world far from the kingdoms of men. They named her Valli, after their goddess who married the god of war, Murugan. Blessed with a brilliant mind, she was taken under the wing of Rishi Vamadevananda. He taught her archery, swordplay, poetry, and the sacred texts. Though she never liked to fight, she learned to protect herself. Her true passion was poetry. Her people were known for their fine and rare silks. Though they never mingled with the outside world, their silks travelled across kingdoms. Valli, the lover of art, helped craft the finest fabrics and added her own touch: a secret verse embroidered on each piece. One of her silks, stitched with her soul, found its way to a palace. And it touched the heart of a man the world feared. Bhalladeva, Prince of Mahismati, who craved only power, was drawn to her words. For the first time, his heart listened. And the man the world feared began to smile, just for her. In front of her, nothing else mattered. The heart wants what it wants. What happens when the hidden twin steps into the light? When a forbidden romance is caught in the fire? Can the villain protect his love? His muse, his soul, his desire-his everything? The Villain's Muse

Shen Ning liked to read one book multiple times. Because of same name character but also because of silly white protagonist he likes to scream at. When he died suddenly he travelled to the same book. What he didn't know is that, everyone hears his inner voice. [Tsk, this man likes to advertise himself as a macho man full of women, what he didn't know is that none of the women are his!] "Pft.." [This family full of cannon fodders...] "Ningning, come to grandpa!" "Ningning, come to older brother, second brother, third sister, youngest brother" Shen Ning:.... [These two males leads...] "Ningning, your sister is beautiful.." "Ningning, you are the most beautiful" Ah? Am I everyone's favourite? Author's note: this is my original work not translation. Welcome to Ningning world. 😍😍😍😍