🔥 One fake marriage, one real baby and one slow burn so slow it's practically so hot that it will burn everything it touches. 🔥 ✦━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━✦ She's a part-time writer and a full-time coder. He's a full-time cop. They've hated each other for as long as they've known each other. Their best friends just died and left them a baby. ✦━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━✦ Tamilarasan has six weeks to convince a Chennai Family Court that he and Tamilazhagi, a woman whose voice alone makes his jaw hurt, are a married, loving, stable couple. But in reality, they are none of those things. They have to become at least two of them. Very fast, actually. Because the alternative is letting the baby Thara grow up with the grandmother whom the baby's mother and Tamilazhagis' best friend spent a lifetime trying to outrun. So all they have to do is get married, move into a 2BHK, and a welfare officer is due in eleven days. But, most importantly, keep the baby alive; the one that is crying at exactly the wrong moment is the most powerful thing in the room. ✿ TROPES ✿ ▪ Enemies to Lovers ▪ Fake Marriage / Marriage of Convenience ▪ Forced Co-Parenting ▪ Slow Burn (full explicit, eventually) ▪ Grumpy × Grumphy ▪ Best Friends' Baby ▪ Found Family ▪ Tamil Leads ⚠ 18+ later chapters

𝘈 𝘫𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙣, 𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙙𝙧𝙪𝙜, 𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝙝𝙚𝙧 This is not a love story that starts with smiles. This is a story that begins with silence, scars, and secrets. Love here is not soft. It is intense. Protective. Dangerous. "I can destroy the world for you... or burn it to protect you." The past refuses to stay buried. Secrets slowly come to the surface. Trust becomes fragile. And every emotion comes with a price. This story explores: Hidden identities and double lives Love that grows in dangerous situations Emotional trauma and silent suffering Power, control, and the cost of loyalty The thin line between obsession and desire

She played for the cheers He lived through melodies Different worlds, different tempers One hated loosing The other hated being understood But somewhere between stadium lights, unfinished songs, arguments and stolen glances....thier rivalry began to feel dangerously close to something else👉👈 Some stories began with love Thiers began with challange Dive into the story for more.....❤️🩹❤️🩹

13/06/2026. #565 out of 311k in family #227 out if 84.k in marriage #243 out of 26.k in hatelove Some people are born to be heard. Satyabama is one of them. She can literally talk about everything.... the ordinary, the extraordinary, and everything in between. Her excitement knows no boundaries, and neither do her conversations. She is the heartbeat of her athaya and amma. Her laughter fills empty spaces, her stories brighten the dullest days, and her presence makes silence feel unfamiliar. She loves openly, cares deeply and never hides what she feels. Unfortunately for her, the person she married values silence above all else. Krishna is everything Satyabama chooses not to be. Reserved while she is expressive. Composed where she is chaotic. Quiet when she is loud. He prefers order, routine, and peace. He believes conversations should have purpose and words should be used sparingly. To him, emotions are meant to be controlled, not displayed for the world to see. If Satyabama is a storm, Krishna is a wall. And walls can withstand storms. But what happens when the storm refuses to pass... And the wall begins to crack? Growing up in the same family meant they had no choice but to tolerate each other's presence. While Satyabama found comfort in his presence, Krishna found irritation in hers. She talked too much. He spoke too little. She found reasons to stay. He searched for reasons to leave. Yet fate had plans neither of them saw coming. Because sometimes, the person who gets on your nerves the most becomes the one you can't live without. And sometimes, love arrives in the most unexpected way. This is not a story about love at first sight. This is a story about patience, misunderstandings, growing pains, and a love that neither of them ever saw coming. Can This Be Love?

She is the example of calm, kind and chaotic He is the example of calm, self centered and successful She imagined all her life with 𝘩𝘪𝘮 but life gave a reality check and boom. She's married to a stranger. Her family who loved her the most forced her into a arranged marriage. Her first and only love broke her heart into pieces. She's afraid of the life ahead, afraid of the future with a stranger. She's afraid to live. He never in his life intended to marry. Not even in his dreams. But he agreed to marry. It is not some Agreement marriage. It is also not a business related wedding proposal. It is their destiny. Meet Arjun Veer Vijayananda and his wife Avyuktha Ayra koneru

Not a love story Neither hate one But something brings them close Anahira and Anish get into an arrange marriage where they face ups and downs. Anahira the eldest daughter of the family stays by carrying the family's expectations and responsibilities. She stops giving time to herself and then Anish happens to her. Anish is the eldest but the chaotic one. He knows to handle yet express himself. He finds his need in her and she finds her love in him. She starts learning what love is and he starts learning what calmness is. But life isnt always the same. And time changes. Truth falls out. None of them are the same people you have seen. They have blood dripping past and hell like wars in future. And them as couples should face everything together or maybe in their own ways. Love wasnt her thing but it happened and hate wasnt his thing but she felt every ounce of it at him. So walk with me through the journey of Anish and Anahira where they learn things amongst the chaos of their own life story and their own destruction. If destroying was explained in a story I feel it would be 𝗔𝗻𝗮𝗵𝗶𝘀𝗵 : ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ɪɴ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ 💫💘 -Ur author 𝑀𝒶𝒽𝒾𝓇𝒶𝑀𝒶𝓃𝒿𝓊..

Set 2010, SP Bhargav Ram's experience in turning Rayalaseema to the Anantapur, Kurnool, Kadapa and Chittoor of today, bringing down the factionism fueled with revenge and legacy, framed into single creature named Bhuma Indira Reddy. Yes, Indeed SP × Seema bidda Forced Proximity Violence Telugu - English translation provided

☆*𝕮𝖍𝖎𝖙𝖗𝖆: 𝕳𝖎𝖘 𝕮𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖊𝖉 𝕭𝖔𝖔𝖓 *☆ *ᴀ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇɴᴅʟᴇꜱꜱ ʟᴏᴠᴇ* A story which will heal you and sometimes maybe even break you..... This is a story of hope. Love is shown as a boon but sometimes it turns out to be the curse, their love story was something that was never meant to happen, yet it would happen in each and every universe Maybe they weren't meant for each other but each and every time no matter the consequences or the end they both would choose eachother Destiny was never on their side but their love was strong enough to melt the time This story isn't exactly a fairytale but this not at all close to reality, this is just somewhere between my imagination and the present The princess who was called a Curse by her very own people becomes a boon to him .. Will their love withstand all the consequences ?? Will she prove to be a curse or a boon or both?? ******************************* • Tropes • Slow Burn •Green flag Male Lead •Innocent Female Lead •Sunshine x Grumpy •Cursed and Forbidden love To know more dive into the story!!!!

[FORBIDDEN TEEN ROMANCE] Krishna Vamsi and Radha Verma were never meant to be anything more than friends. Not in a world divided by caste, money, and expectations. Krishna comes from a small home and a smaller freedom-loved by his parents, yet suffocated by discipline, responsibility, and unspoken pressure. Radha, raised in a well-off but controlling household, learns early that affection is conditional and silence is survival. Seven years of friendship. One college that keeps them on different floors. Two families that would never understand. They tease each other, call each other dummy and idiot, share late-night Instagram chats, and steal glances they pretend mean nothing. But beneath the laughter lies a bond that's growing too deep to stay harmless. This is not a love story filled with confessions and promises. It's a slow-burn story about emotional neglect, forbidden closeness, financial gaps, caste boundaries, and the quiet pain of growing up. Because sometimes, the hardest love to carry is the one you're never allowed to name. Tropes : Eldest Son × Eldest Daughter Childhood Best Friends Age Gap: 16 × 17 Forbidden Love Lower Middle-Class Boy × Upper Middle-Class Girl Strict but Loving Parents (Boy) × Strict, Emotionally Distant Parents (Girl) Inspired by a True Story

Samhitha Reddy has always been the responsible one. At twenty-three, she is already the steady pillar of her family, a young engineer balancing work, bills, expectations, and the silent pressure of being the elder daughter. She wakes up early, plans everything, and never lets chaos win. Love, she believes, is a luxury she cannot afford. Weddings, however, have other plans. When her cousin Rohit's love marriage brings the lively Varma family into her life, Samhitha meets Ayaan Varma, the bride's younger brother. He is everything she avoids. Late. Carefree. Effortlessly charming. A man who rejected a stable corporate job to chase a business dream no one fully understands. Their first impression? Disaster. She thinks he's irresponsible. He thinks she takes life too seriously. But weddings are unpredictable. Between late-night decorations, misplaced rituals, family teasing, and conversations that stretch longer than intended, irritation slowly turns into curiosity. Curiosity turns into something far more dangerous. Ayaan falls first. Samhitha falls harder. But for Samhitha, love isn't just about feelings, it's about timing, responsibility, and the fear of choosing herself for once. She has spent her life being strong for everyone else. Letting someone in feels like losing control. Ayaan, however, has never been afraid of chaos. And for the first time, he is willing to plan, not for himself, but for her. As the wedding lights fade and real life begins, Samhitha must decide: will she continue living the life she carefully designed for others... or finally allow herself the one thing she never prioritized? Sometimes, the most unexpected thing is love. And sometimes, you really do have to save the date for trouble.