Tropes: Second Chance at Life Romantic Obsession Toxic Romance Self-Sabotage Coming-of-Age / Self-Discovery Career Redemption Angst with Redemption Love vs Ambition Mature Romance / 18+ Themes Heartbreak Recovery Varnika Akula was supposed to graduate. Supposed to build a future. Supposed to become someone. But somewhere between infatuation and obsession, she skipped a few things-classes, deadlines, and eventually, herself. Her world revolved around Ekansh Kandukuri, and by the time the illusion shattered, her grades were gone, her ambitions were dust, and she didn't recognize the girl in the mirror anymore. Left without a degree or direction, she takes a soulless job that chips away at her bit by bit. In the dull hum of office lights and the silence of her regrets, a thought claws its way back: What if it's not too late? The Girl Who Skipped Herself is a raw and haunting story about what happens when a young woman loses herself in the name of love-and what it takes to claw your way back from the wreckage. It's not about second chances handed to her-it's about the ones she has to fight for, bleeding and breathless. WARNING: CONTAINS SEXUAL AND EXPLICIT CONTENT. READER DISCRETION ADVISED.

Aarav Reddy, 28, is a successful gynaecologist and is dangerously charming. He is an extrovert person and makes everyone happy beside him and always put a smile on his face. Aashna Reddy,24, is a successful CA and a independent girl who desires success in every work she does. She is a cheerful person with her people but an introvert with others. She is also insecure and overthinker about her looks due to her PCOD problem. But when destiny brings them together...in a arranged marriage cum love marriage. Will they be able to love each other or god has any another plans?? TROPES:- ~ Doctor x CA ~ Arrange Marriage ~ He fell first, she fell harder ~ Green flag x Green flag ~ Telugu abbayi x Telugu ammayi ~ Extrovert x Introvert ~ Overexplainer x Overthinker

Not a story about a princess nor a rising priness but the return of the DEATH DEVIL. °°°°°°°°°°°° A broken soul - seeking revenge A family with hatred and the other with full of love An undying ruthless obsession and a regretted love ............ He: " Seeing you makes my heart race" She: "Maybe heart problem. Visit the doctor" ........ He: " I love you more than you love yourself ". She: " Oh really? Infinity into zero is still zero darling!". ~~~~~~ Tropes Mafia x mafia CEO x CEO Grumpy x Grumpy He fell first and Harder American x Indian Hidden past Obsession #18- Hyderabad on 14/09/25 #50 -bhai on 14/09/25 #91- Italianmafia on 14/09/25 #23- americanmafia on 14/09/25 #17- Hyderabad on 19/05/25 #39- mafia on 24/09/25 #7 - Hyderabad on 27/09/25 #56- india on 5/10/25 #13 - abandoned on 5/10/25 #12- americanmafia on 20/10/25 #12- Hyderabad on 27/10/25 #11- Hyderabad on 7/11/25 #67- Mafia on 7/11/25 #100 - india on 7/11/25 #95 - india on 13/11/25 #10- obsession on 19/11/25 #33- Italian mafia on 19/11/25 #40- italian on 7/12/25 #23- italian on 8/12/25 #9- hyderabad on 18/12/25 #62- india on 18/12/25 #5- hyderabad on 23/12/25 #54- india on 29/12/25 #3- strongfemalelead on 29/12/25 #32- revenge on 5/01/2026 #37- violence on 25/01/2026 #7- hyderabad on 26/01/2026 #2 - hyderabad on 29/01/2026 #1- hyderabad on 10/03/2026

This story is written mostly in English (about 98%), with some Telugu (about 2%) along with translations. -------- He rose slowly, still holding her hands. She stepped closer. Closer. So close that the boat rocked faintly beneath them. Then, standing on her toes slightly, she reached up and held his shoulders to steady herself. He instinctively moved his hands to her waist so she wouldn't lose balance. The anklets chimed softly and then.. she bent her head forward.. slowly. Her forehead touched his. The red kumkum on her forehead brushed against his skin, leaving a faint, sacred mark just above his brows. He froze. Neither of them moved. Her eyes were closed and his breath stopped.. the contact was simple. Sacred. When she finally spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper, but steady. "If you are my light," she murmured, her forehead still resting against his, "then let me mark you as mine before the world does." She lowered herself slowly, but didn't move away. Her eyes searched his. "You don't need a ring to bind me," she said softly. "And I don't need a ceremony to know what you mean to me." Her fingers brushed the red mark she had left on him. "This," she smiled faintly, "is my answer. My acceptance." His fingers tightened unconsciously around her waist. "I am yours," she whispered. "And you are mine. Not for a moment. But for every day that comes after." And she slowly moved into his embrace and hugged him, holding him a little tighter than usual, like she never wanted to let go. They stayed there for a while longer, not speaking. Everything you're about to read is true... but I've never confessed to him in real life. The story ends with a plot twist my real life hasn't caught up to yet. Happy reading 🩷

Devika Allamshetty x Arvind Chowdhary Inka manchiga design cheyachu ee restaurant ni... Arvind looked up, scanning the ceiling like it personally disappointed him. Restaurant aa? a soft yet confident voice came from behind. Mi lanti architect leka ala design cheyaledulendi! He turned around - startled. A women in a simple white dress, golden mirror-bordered dupatta shining under the café lights, stood there with a tray in hand. Devika? he blinked. Haa, she smiled, setting the tray down. First of all, idi restaurant kaadhu - café. Café antaru dinni. She extended her hand,Hello. I'm Devika Allemsetty. He hesitated, then shook it, smirking. Arvind Chowdhary. That's how it started - a tiny argument over architecture and coffee tables. What they didn't know was that those playful quarrels would soon turn into late-night talks about their home, their tiny garden, and the quiet love that grows between them - as Devika loves, and Arvind loves what Devika loves.

Prema antey ardham theliyani athaniki , thanani chudagane adhi puttukuvachella chesina thanu. ARJUN NANDHA *Handsome and Hot MMC of our story *He is 27 yeary old *Youngest Deputy Commissioner of Police in the city *Cold and broken What are the things that made an happy living boy, a cold and broken Man?? Even when he is one of the successful person, he is missing something, what is it?? and why?? Because of whom?? ANANYA KRISHNAN *Cute and Innocent FMC of our story *She is 22 years old *doing her 2nd in undergraduate psychology program *Innocent, Daddy's girl, has a sister. *Normal life leading. What if a Loving and innocent heart unknowingly makes a broken heart heal?? Also suddenly mysteries enters and stirs the whole stories?? *His pov:Idhenti, heart sudden ga 120 lo kottukuntundhi? (Feels a presence and turns ) (She enters the room) Ohh! Thanu ochindhi, andhuke ala kottukundha??(Suddenly he realised what just happened) *Her pov:Ammo! Ayana dhegariki vellala.... Avunu, nakenti siggu ochesthundi .. Vammo Eena chala danger lo unnare babboyi!!

"One Last Chance" They say that in the last seven minutes before death, a person relives their happiest memories. But as Sita lay bleeding, there was nothing-no warmth of family, no laughter of childhood. Only one face appeared. His. Trinod, the husband she thought she never loved. The man who had always been there-watching, protecting, loving her in silence. And now, he was dying in her arms. "It was always you sita. You are my world," he whispered, his blood staining her hands. Regret consumed her as the darkness took over. She had been blind to his love, blind to her own heart. And just as she wished for one more chance-to love him, to be loved by him-a second bullet found its mark. Death embraced her. Yet fate had other plans. For more, read the prologue. after,charcters introduction will be given don't skip them they plays the crucial role in this story Feel free to say what you think about my story even the bad review is also ok . It will help me to improve since it's my first story. __________________________________________ And one more thing I want to say is I am using ai to form sentences for me and getting help from ai but all the story is mine A friend suggested me to write the story in my own style. Thank you for giving this suggestion I will keep it in my mind and will write on my own when I learn everything. And I will try to write on my own in some chapters if the response is good I will try it . 🌷

This story is a roller coaster which shows family emotion and bava-maradhal romance. Vikram Ramineni The male lead and a DCP. He is a strict police officer 28 years old and lives in Mumbai he lives with his father, and older sister his mother died during giving birth to him.His father made a mistake which their family got separated he wants to reunite their family. Ananya Krishna The female lead 23 years old studying B. Tech final year she is naughty and clumsy. She currently studying in Mumbai.Lets see how she fell for her bava. Tropes You'll Love: * Bava-Mardhalu Romance * He Fell First, She Fell Harder * Strict Police Officer × Naughty Student * Cold × Naughty * Forced Proximity * Secret Identity / Family Secrets English is not my first language.

It is a college romance between prithvi and sitara Prithvi murthy- He is a college heartthrob and popular boy and a very arrogant and rude but soft for his loved ones , no one dared to talk with him other than his friends he doesn't believe in love and hate sitara to the core Sitara gattammaneni- the girl with big dreams and hopes she is kind, cute and shorty, she trust everyone very easily , she is in so in love with college heartthrob prithvi let's see how her unrequited love turn into required and what challenges she face to get prithvi