Would you call a girl who grew up in the forest a princess? Would you call her lucky, or cursed? I am Tara, the youngest daughter of Janaka and Sunayana of Mithila, the one the lightning gave and the song forgot. I was raised by my elder sister Sita and her husband Rama as their own, and when they were sent into the forest of Panchavati for fourteen years, I went with them, because I could not be parted from the only mother I had ever known. The forest was my home. The trees were my teachers. My Lakshmana was my wall, and the small clearing of white flowers was my own. And in the last year of those fourteen, when the curse of Panchavati came down on us at last, I was taken with my Akkama to a country across the sea. And there, in the garden of my enemy, I met the eyes that matched mine. This is what came after. This is my story. This is the curse of Panchavati.

🔥 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

"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! )

[COMPLETED✅] Two Officers. Two Secrets. And one connection neither of them is ready to admit. In a world of missions, masks, and unspoken emotions, fate keeps pushing them closer. But some truths are harder to face than danger itself. Welcome to DD & K's world of Romance and Action. [BOOK-I: BULLETPROOF HEARTS SERIES] Most Impressive Rankings (As of April 2026): No.1 in #family out of 230k stories No.1 in #police out of 14.8k stories No.1 in #chennai out of 4.32k stories No.1 in #cops out of 3.38k stories No.1 in #desiromance out of 2.63k stories No.1 in #policeofficer out of 1.72k stories No.3 in #indianauthor out of 1.02k stories Language: English

THE BRIDE SERIES 1 Nilakuzhali never imagined her wedding would begin the way it did. A village schoolteacher who believed marriage should feel steady. Honest. Safe. A man who would speak the truth. A house where she wouldn't feel like an outsider. What she got was none of that. _______________ Kartavyan Pandiyan returned from IIM Ahmedabad carrying an MBA and a silence nobody in his family questioned. Heir to the most powerful name across eight villages in Madurai. Disciplined. Controlled. Completely closed. He stopped believing in love a long time ago. A priest's prophecy and wounded family pride led him to make the most irreversible decision of his life and now he shares a house with a woman too angry to stay quiet and too stubborn to disappear. "You don't see me," she says one night, voice tight, eyes burning. "I am not a problem you solved by putting a thali around my neck. I am a person. I had a life. I had a future. And you took it like it meant nothing." "I know and I don't care" "Then why don't you leave me?" "Because leaving you is not beneficial to anyone." ____________ "I need to tell you something," he says one evening. "I know this didn't begin right. I know I don't deserve easy forgiveness. I know there are things between us that will take longer than I want them to." A pause. His jaw tightens slightly. "But I need you to know there is no version of my life anymore where you are not in it. Not because of a prophecy. Not because of my family." His eyes find hers and stay. "Because of you. Only you." "Don't make me regret believing you." She says "I won't, kuzhal" he says. ___________________ Some beginnings are unforgivable. Some endings make you grateful for them anyway. This story is not easy at the beginning. I want you to know that going in. The beginning will make you uncomfortable. So I am asking you to give this story a chance. Stay with them. I promise it's worth it. Mature content 18+ With love, Aadiya 🖤

Madhu aadhira plans to switch souls with her lover to prove his loyalty. But destiny intervenes, and her soul is exchanged with a stranger instead. What happens when a woman who values love above everything switches souls with a man who values money more than love? TROPES: • Soul Swap • Opposites Attract • Redemption Arc • Forced Proximity • Slow Burn • Fate • Love Beyond Appearance

Preview... "That's not the point," Jason shot back. "The point is, why the hell do you hate brown eyes so much? Seriously, it's pathological." I leaned back in my chair, watching the steam twist off my cup. "Because they're the most dull and ordinary thing on a face. Nothing that stands out. Nothing worth looking twice at." Jason went silent for a beat. Then he exploded, "One day, you're going to fall for a pair of brown eyes, Royce. And when you do, you're going to be on your knees for those 'ordinary' eyes. Mark my words." I sighed and ended the call without replying. Idiot. Two cities. Two people. One Destiny Noah Royce, born into old money, raised to be the CEO of one of the biggest billion-dollar empires, always hated Brown eyes, why? They are too boring, too ordinary, too common. But never in his life had he imagined he would fall in love with one. Swathy Ramakrishnan, born in a traditional Tamil family in Chennai. Too obedient, too soft, perfect daughter. Her only flaw is her dream. New York. Her plan was simple: get to her dream city, live a little, breathe a little, and come back home before she got addicted. But it was too late.

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Kaalavazhi Matridutho part 2 the next generation story Mostly dialogues would be in Tanglish

(Available on Scrollstack) Guru, a ruthless gangster loyal to Sanjay Bhai, lives by the rules of the underworld-until fate plays a cruel joke. At his enemy's daughter's wedding, he kidnaps the bride for revenge... only to later discover she's Avni, the enemy's other daughter. Avni, who lived peacefully with her mother far from this brutal world, is pulled into chaos after her mother's death. Returning to her estranged father's home, she never imagined that stepping in for her sister on the wedding stage-to protect her family's honor-would change her life forever. Now forced into a marriage born of hate, trapped in a world she doesn't belong to, Avni must survive among enemies while guarding her heart. But what happens when the man who took everything from her begins to fall for the fire in her eyes? A tale of betrayal, passion, and unexpected love-where revenge was the plan, but destiny had other ideas.