‶Get out of my sight before I do something I'll regret!″ the eldest shouted, his voice laced with fury. ‶I will. But I'm taking her with me,″ his younger brother replied, his expression unwavering. ‶Don't you dare come near her! She won't end up like you!″ the eldest retorted, his eyes ablaze with anger. Amidst their yelling match, a young girl sat under the table, her eyes overflowing with tears and head throbbing uncontrollably. Her family had always been an unconventional one, but that day marked its transition from unconventional to unhappy. ************************* Miles apart, a young boy looked at the star marred sky with twinkling eyes. As the shooting star made its appearance, he closed his eyes and prayed for the one thing he craved for the most. 'A happy family.' ‶What did you wish for?″ a manly voice interrupted him. ‶Death.″ .......................................................................................... #1 in India [09|06|25] #3 in India [25|03|25] #4 in India [26|03|25] #8 in India [10|06|25]

I thought I would never do what my sister did to my parents. But the moment I entered his house, I felt my promises breaking. Growing up, we were preached not to do three things at any cost. 1. Have a relationship with boys. 2. Love Marriage. 3. Marriage out of caste. And my elder sister ended up doing all three things. She fell in love with a Billionaire's youngest son, married him in court and left us alone. But, after one year, she finally remembered me as her third trimester began, and she couldn't trust anyone in the family. My mother's heart melted with the news of the baby, and she ordered me to go to my sister's home and help her. Little did I know that the man I once rejected would turn out to be the eldest son of the Billionaire. And, these 89 days would turn my world upside down-my beliefs would be tested, my patience would break, my promises would shatter and my virg... Uhm! And, at the end of those days, I would be standing on the crossroads to whose heart to break-my parents' already broken heart or his heart again. @2025 Copyright. Mature Content!!

"What do you want? How can I compensate you?" she asked. Strands of her stray hair was blowing in the wind, her eyes moist with tears. He looked into her eyes, trying to gauge her conviction and then his eyes traveled from her head to foot and back again to her troubled eyes. "Sleep with me", he said. "What", the shock was etched on her face. "You heard me", he said drawing close to her, his breath almost grazing her face. "Isn't that the best possible way? You ruined my life and destroyed my relationship with my father. I want something equally valuable. If you don't want to do it, then forget it, it's not like you want to pay your dues ever", he mocked and drew back from her. ********************************************************* The new, hot, lecturer Varsha was the talk of the department, until Assistant Professor Abhiram saw her and realized who she was; the one who single-handedly destroyed his dreams. He is now determined to make her job, a living hell, to make up for his lost dream. What did Varsha do to be on the wrong side of Abhiram and will he be able to get his vengeance? Set in the Computer Science department of a prestigious Engineering college in Kerala, experience the sometimes cold and sometimes spiteful war between Abhiram and Varsha. ###Trigger warning Mature scenes, abuse etc. Do not read if you get triggered by any of these ###

BOOK III IN 'DESTINED' SERIES. "Those who bring sunshine into the lives of others cannot keep it for themselves." ...But another sunshine can brighten that one's life! ;) Ram - an insecure yet cheerful guy - believes love is 'not his cup of tea' but then, amidst his chaotic life in a disordered family, he finds solace in his young neighbour. Radha - a chatterbox with innumerable expectations in life - believes love is for 'deserving' everyone. While her hormones play in harmony, she falls for her sunshine neighbour but he doesn't feel the same. Yet. Ram has his reasons. And Radha has her rebukes. Howbeit, only Love prevails...

In the aftermath of the tragedy, Karthik, a billionaire orphan, leans on Priya, the quiet woman who has always loved him. Raised by her family, he takes everything she offers-her body, her heart, her unwavering support-without ever giving her the love she craves. As their complicated relationship deepens, Priya's unrequited love fuels her silent sacrifice, while Karthik, cold and manipulative, uses her without understanding the cost. But when guilt starts to pierce his walls, he realizes too late that what he's always taken from her, he may have already lost forever.

Meet Arjun an eighteen year old who is an orphan who grew up under the shadows of the orphanage he was left before. Now walking in the streets of Amaravati looking for a place to live because he could no longer be a burden in the orphanage considering the lack of funds to run it and was politely given time to search for a livelihood which he did by finding a job at a hotel which was only because of the kind uncle who chose to ignore his mild disability or was it because of the eyes that were following him? Will he find answers to his unasked questions? Will he find the love he craved for, his entire life? dive in to check out...

Two maids were cleaning a vast chamber when the younger maid asked the older one, "Didisa, you have been working in the palace for two decades right. Please tell me why are we cleaning this already clean chamber?". The older one smiled and said, "Although this chamber is always kept clean, it should be cleaned before anyone can reside here. And above all, our Ranisa is coming back to the palace". The younger maid didn't seem to accept it as a good news and said, "Whoever may come, but they cannot become equal to our choti Ranisa. She is the most kind, generous and sweetest person I have ever seen. She had never gotten angry on any maids even if they make mistakes. Take my example, I have made such a blunder on my first day here, but choti Ranisa accepted me as her own maid. Who can match her in kindness or even sword fight? And moreover she is Ranasa's heart beat". The old maid sighed and said, "Our Ranisa may not hold the heart of Ranasa. She may not be well versed in sword fight. But there is a reason why she is still our Ranisa. Sometimes one may have to be harsh to deliver justice and not just compromise between the victim and the tormentor. The people should have some fear about getting punished if they do wrong. And that charisma is with our Ranisa". ----------------------------------------------------------- A young girl of 17 years, looked at the retreating back of her newly married husband with a sad face. Just then her brother-in-law seated beside her husband's empty seat said, "Why are you sad, Bhabhisa?". She replied, "It's Nothing devarsa". He glanced back at his bhabhisa one more time and thought, "I don't know when bhaisa will open up with bhabhisa about his heart. She thinks that he is not fond of her. But how would one explain, why he ate the saltless food without a complaint and glared at me to keep my mouth shut. Unless it is for his beloved wife".

"chakkarakatti" (chak-ka -ra -ka-Tea --- meaning sugar cube) he called her romantically. "hey.. I am not your chakkarakatti" she warned showing her index finger with a terrific face. "I did not say I am going to call you as chakkarakatti" he said smiling sheepishly at her. Another short love story of cute couple

The sky here looks lonely. No star twinkles back at me even on the murkiest nights. Where are you my Moon? Why don't I see you? Come, fill my world again with your glow. Come, shine down your brilliance on me once more. Say something. Talk to me. If not then at least look at me... Spare me a single glance... ...breathe life into me. ~~~~~~~~ Her jaded eyes brimmed with life when they fell upon his lone figure, looking back at her with the same intensity, eyes staring directly into her soul. She fervently wished he wasn't a figment of her vivid imagination. Because if he were, she wouldn't be able to trust herself anymore. Her breath hitched seeing him taking slow, deliberate steps in her direction, making her heart thump madly against her bosom. And soon a familiar name rolled down her tongue... "Eklavya..." ~~~~~~~~ Note: This is part two of EklavyaxAnamika Universe. It cannot be read as a standalone. To have a better understanding it is advised to read the part one before. ~~~~~~~~ Swarna_Mriga. Anamika ©2025. Cover. All rights to its owner

She was too young to see that she had fallen head over heels in love with the wrong boy. She genuinely tried her best to be his girlfriend until he left her when she was at her lowest. Was he the wrong one ? or did she meet him at the wrong time? Perhaps they were never means to be together. She learned the hard way that Love can't be bought. Because however hard she tried, she couldn't make him fall in love with her. Now when he seeks forgiveness, she avoids him. Has life dried out her love for him? or simply she has given up on Love? He feels guilty for his past deeds. He holds himself responsible for her situation. But is it Love? Still a tough question for him to answer Haunted by the Choices of Past