Two souls were forced to bond together through marriage. Two unknown people pulled together by their pasts, mysteries, and secrets that were never meant to be unraveled-but are. What will happen? Will the souls remain bonded, or will they be crushed under the weight of their own baggage? _______ Sakshi never wanted to marry anyone, especially a police officer. Arjun wasn't thrilled about marriage either. But fate had other plans. What happens when two people who never wanted each other are forced into a bond neither can escape? Dive in to explore the story of Arjun and Sakshi . A south Indian story with 99% English and 1% of tamil + hindi

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.

A tale from the unborn love. Amidst fear, secrets, and shadows, an unexpected love begins to bloom, fragile yet unshakable, like a melody rising in the silence of chaos. Join the tale of music and crime!

"Oii Newton! I know you're there!" Not again. "Oii Ambujam! Oii Ambujanayaki Parameshwari!" Ugh. What now? Kathir's voice -loud, and aimed straight at my last nerve. I stood up reluctantly. There he was, perched on his terrace with one eyebrow raised, arms folded, ready to ruin my peace. I leaned over the parapet wall and stared down at him. "It's Ilakkiya! How many times do I have to tell you?" "You'll always be Ambujam to me." Full smirk. "Oh really?" I shot back. "Then Ambujam is going to the protest-with or without your royal permission." His face shifted. The mischief drained. "If you go..." he said slowly, "I won't talk to you again. Decide now. It's either me or that stupid Vedhagiri." I blinked. Then laughed. "That's easy. Vedhagiri." "That stupid old hill is more important than me? Your maama?" He threw his hands up. "Unbelievable! I curse the neutrinos of this entire universe. They've ruined my love story." "Your love story?" I grinned. "That failed one? Don't blame neutrinos for your hopeless flirting." I leaned in. "Scared I'll become a better hero than you?" "Don't turn this into a joke, Ilakkiya." His voice dropped, all playfulness gone. "Something's going to go wrong. I can feel it. And I... I won't be able to watch that happen to you." I stilled. "Oh? So this is about you watching? Many will be there-including your friends. Why stop just me?" He opened his mouth, then shut it. A silent war waged behind his eyes. Finally, he exhaled. "When the neutrinos fall in love," he said, softer now, "you'll understand." Then he turned and walked away. Neutrinos... fall in love? Has he gone completely mad? Or does he know something he's not telling me? *** Heads up, guys! I let myself go a little wild with this one-on purpose! This isn't like my previous stories. I so wanted to write one senseless smutty story, so here it is. I hope you laugh, blush, swoon, and enjoy it! ( Warning: Cousin romance trope! )

English Subtitles available ✨ Triangle Love Story It's a Senior × Junior love story Dhruv 💕 Yamini💕Charan "Not every love story has a good beginning nor a perfect ending"

Two broken souls in love with each other in the process of healing. He is hers, as well as she . They live their life in this tragic world where they only see betrayal and lost their loved ones.

Shalu is forced to marry her cousin Arjun in an unexpected situation... Will Shalu accept Arjun as her husband..?? Arjun Shakthivel - DCP of Thoothukudi Shalu Ravi - Professor in VOC College Shalu with a bitter past and Arjun with a secret past... What if both comes to know about each other's past..?? The story of Shalu and Arjun with konjam romance, konjam sandai... apram neriya love and emotions..❤️❤️ Yours truly Authoreyy..😊

A story between two actors who fall in love during their project together❤️🥺

In a one-bedroom apartment where the silence speaks louder than words, two strangers are learning the language of 'almost.' ​Hamza gave up his world-his status, his security, and his past-for a girl who doesn't even know the price he paid. Antara is just trying to survive, unaware that the man sleeping a few feet away is her living sacrifice. ​Between shared morning chai and the accidental brush of shoulders in a cramped kitchen, a tension simmers that neither can ignore. It's a slow-burn stitched together by quiet intimacy and cultural ghosts. ​What happens when the practical arrangement starts feeling like a destiny? In the space between 'just roommates' and 'everything,' Hamza and Antara must decide if they are running from their pasts or toward each other.

"You are my everything and I am ready to be your everything, just let me be the one who waits for you everyday at our home, to be there to listen everything you have to say. Let me be a firefly, to be there to accompany you with my light in your darkness." ------------------------------------------------------------- A tanglish story, not related to any of my other stories....a family oriented, lovely story. No main villianssss.... slow updates dhaan :)