Desiauthor Stories

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡🪐༘⋆ "𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒚" ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡🪐༘⋆

(Upcoming) 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒎𝒆? 𝑰'𝒎 𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒃𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖? 𝑻𝒔𝒌.. 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆! 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒆.. She pushed him back constantly wiggling in his grip trying to get free, "Why do you care so much huh!? Don't you love it why I cry!? Don't you always wanted thi-!? " Only to get caught by him interrupting her. He holds on her shoulder pulling her in looking at her dangerously while his fingers dipped in her skin, "listen up darling, Yes I THOUGHT I like it when you cry I THOUGHT I would enjoy it He pulls her closer so close that she could feel his breath on her face, he continued, "but now seeing you like this? I fucking realised that I don't!. He left her only to raise his hands against her cheeks wrapping her tears away, "stop this now because this is not who you are, you don't cry you reply back in your way, got it?

⋆.°𖦹⋆✮⋆.° -- "𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆.... 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕." The Kaul and Bedi family had shared years of celebrations, dinners, and memories side by side. Yet Aylin and Mridul never met, not even once. Two lives running in parallel, so close yet never meeting. They kept searching for love somewhere far away.... never knowing their answer lived quietly within reach, just waiting for one simple meeting to begin. -- "Kiwi?" He said. "Yes, my Malpua." She replied. -- ⋆.°𖦹⋆✮⋆.°

'HER' Series book two

She is like moonlight. He is like darkness. She is like an angel. He is a devil disguised as human. Her world was blooming with flowers and happiness. His world was wrapped in darkness. She thought she escaped him? But did she? Maya shekhawat, a girl whose life was like a dream. Beautiful. Until he stepped there and made it a nightmare trapping her inside.

Her body was pressed against cold marble. His was pressed against hers. Devraj's breath was hot against her throat, his fingers tangled in her hair like he was afraid she'd vanish if he let go. "You're shaking," he murmured, lips brushing the corner of her jaw. "I should be," Aradhya whispered. "If you knew the truth... you'd never touch me again." He smirked. Then dragged her wrists above her head with one hand and leaned in, dangerously slow. "Too late for that, sweetheart." Her pulse pounded as his mouth traced a line down her neck. The heat between them was sinful-unforgivable. And yet, she kissed him like it was the last thing she'd ever taste. Because it might be. Because once he found out who she really was- What she came for. Who she worked for. What she stole from him- There would be no more mercy. No more walls to press her against. No more Devraj. Just war. And she was already losing.

'HER' Series book four

We've always heard that opposites attract and like forces repel. Most love stories celebrate opposites, but rarely do we hear about those with similar characters. Let's explore *"Fate of Roses and Thorns"* to see what destiny holds for Shourya and Vaishnavi, who share striking similarities. ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ "Shourya," he said with an intimidating gaze. "Huh?" I replied, confused. "Shourya, just Shourya-not Mr. Vasudev, not Kavya ke Bhaiya, not anyone's Bhaiya-just Shourya," he said, stepping closer, his tone dangerous. "And don't even think about calling me Bhaiya." *Oops! I think I'm in trouble. My inner voice scoffed, "You think? ...hahaha... Vaani baby, you are actually in trouble."* ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Vaishnavi Arya, a 23-year-old girl who moved from London to India, never felt she belonged. In London, she was outcasted as a tacky, underprivileged Indian. In India, she faced comments like, *"Look at this girl. Just because she's Hindu and looks Indian doesn't make her one. An Indian girl is known by her culture, which she knows nothing about. No matter how much she tries, she will never belong here."* These judgments haunted her, especially after life took painful turns, full of thorns. Despite her efforts to find roses among the thorns, life kept presenting new challenges. In the midst of this, she encounters Shourya, who dramatically changes her life, bringing her the biggest thorn yet and binding her to him unwillingly. Will Vaishnavi find the fragrance of roses or be entangled in the thorns forever? Dive into their tale and see what fate has written in the stars for them.

a bunch of short stories i wrote cause im really bored. enjoy lmao ALSO I RESERVE THE RIGHT TO MY STORIES. THEY ARE MY CHARACTERS AND PLOTS.

"A Royal Lie" Aarohi Mehra is tired-tired of fake compliments, constant attention, and boys trying too hard. Behind the charm and confidence, she hides a truth no one knows: she's a princess, living far from the palace walls of Andhra Pradesh. To escape it all, she asks Raghav Sharma-the quiet, distant class president-to be her fake boyfriend. He agrees, with little emotion... but he, too, hides a secret. He's the future king of Rajasthan, living in the shadows by choice. What starts as a simple lie slowly turns into something softer, something real. Between long silences, lingering looks, and late-night conversations, the line between acting and feeling begins to blur. Two royals. One pretend story. But what if love was never meant to be just pretend?

Soan papdi is a given in Diwali but who knew a box of soan papdi from an unexpected person was all that you needed to bring back the light on your face.

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 ~When two people who were never meant to meet end up understanding each other the most~ ✧⋆｡˚ ⋆𐙚⋆｡˚✧ ITHARA ✦ RAAYAN She's loud laughter, bold colors, and chaos wrapped in confidence. He's quiet glances, soft edges, and silence that speaks louder than words. They've grown up around each other without ever truly meeting. Parallel lines-until their teacher pairs them for the biggest project of the year. Her brightness tests his calm. His silence pulls at her curiosity. Late-night notes, accidental glances, unspoken things... something shifts. Not fate. Not coincidence. Just probability-two opposites pushed close enough to collide. A story of balance, quiet understanding, and a connection no one saw coming. ✿ Tropes • Extrovert × Introvert • Forced Project Partners

She came for her cousin's wedding. He was forced to attend his cousin's wedding. Neither of them expected to walk out of it... fake engaged. Mahi Tanuja, wasn't just another wedding guest. She was the woman who built her own fashion company at twenty seven, bold, sharp-tongued, and beautiful enough to make heads turn the second she walked into a room. Her family says it's time she gets "settled down." Mahi says she has better things to do rather than being a bride. Dr. Mahir Bedi, thirty two, pediatrician by choice, heir to an business empire by blood. Composed, misunderstood grumpy, and annoyingly self-disciplined, he's the man mothers point out in shaadis as "perfect rishta material". Marriage? Not even on his list. But destiny clearly had another plan. One clumsy encounter. One viral scandal. And suddenly, the internet is convinced they're in love. Forced into a fake engagement they never wanted, Mahi and Mahir must now survive a wedding filled with nosy aunties, interfering parents, and a family secret that could shatter everything. What they don't know? This rishta isn't a mistake. It was planned by someone. It's a trap-and walking away isn't an option. ✨ Chaotic shaadi vibes. Fake engagement gone wrong. Grumpy yet sunshine x Sunshine desi romance. And a love story they never saw coming ✨

𝐈𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐱 𝐀𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 From the legacy of friendship, laughter, and silent promises... began a tale of love and hate. They were childhood sweethearts. Teased by family, bound by memories, and eventually... their hearts confessed. Love blossomed. Wedding bells rang. And happiness filled the air. Until one tragic accident... shattered it all. Misunderstandings crept in. Distance grew. And when her family decided to marry her off to another man- He pulled her back into his world. Forcefully married her. He said he hated her, but his eyes always betrayed him-burning with a love he refused to admit. Two souls. One love left unspoken. Caught in the storm of pride, pain, and a past that won't let go. Can love survive what's already broken? Or will hate seal their fate forever? TROPES • Sunshine X Part time sunshine yet grumpy • Childhood Sweethearts • Forced Marriage • Lovers to Enemies to Lovers • Bestfriend's Brother • Misunderstandings • Second chance romance • Either her/him or no one • Untouched Mmc and Fmc • Jealousy and Possessiveness • Revenge • PTSD • Hate to love • Flirty X Shy • Touch her and die • Rom-com • Happy ending Follow for more. Xoxo, Shria ♡

Waiting series 1 ... ミミ◦❧◦°˚°◦.¸¸◦°'❤*•.¸♥ ♥¸.•*❤'°◦¸¸.◦°˚°◦☙◦彡彡 Him: I Was Sitting Inside The Class Watching Her.. Miss Perfect My Heart Beat So Fast.she Sat Beside Me. I Use To Watch Her Some Time In Middle Of The Class. I Wonder If She Ever Like Me .. Her: I Entered Inside The Classroom i Can Sense Someones Eye On Me ..its Him. My Seat Was Beside Him.oh My God !! I Can Feel He Was Watching Me In Betweeen Of Lectures .. Does He Feel The Same Way For Me As I Feel.. ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ Him: It Was Last Day Of Our School Life .today I Will Propose Her. Her: It Is Our Last Meet, my Savior. ミミ◦❧◦°˚°◦.¸¸◦°'❤*•.¸♥ ♥¸.•❤'°◦¸¸.◦°˚°◦☙◦彡

𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐚 had one job: survive her sister's wedding without drama. That's it. Simple. Enter 𝐀𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐧. Groom's brother. Walking red flag. Dangerously good-looking. He's the kind of guy who doesn't know how to back down, especially when it comes to getting what he wants - and what he wants now is HER. But Little does Aryan know, Ananya holds a secret that could change everything. With FOURTEEN days to go, she has three rules: ✔ Avoid him. ✔ Outsmart him. ✔ And under absolutely NO circumstances... fall for him. ...Should be easy. Right? "BEST AND THE BETTER ROMCOM THAT I'VE EVER COME ACROSS" "I wish the book had a hardcopy I could keep with me forever. A piece of me will forever be attached to this story." "This made me overwhelmed and teary! This is really an incredible book." "It's funny, romantic, and has perfect swirls of emotions." "I felt the story in my HEART AND SOUL. Absolute perfection."

💔 "She waited her whole life to confess... but he kissed someone else." SHIVIKA MALHOTRA - 22, hopeless romantic, secretly in love with her childhood best friend SIDDHARTH SINGHANIA. She had loved him for years - through every heartbreak, every late-night call, every silly fight. And finally, one day, she gathered the courage to tell him... But what she saw shattered her. Her best friend. His lips. And not a single word left her mouth that day. But fate isn't done with them yet. Now, years later... destiny ties them together in the most unexpected way: a forced marriage. Will old love find its way back? Or is she too broken to believe in second chances? --- 💥 Tropes you'll love: 💔 Best friends to lovers 💍 Forced marriage 💞 Childhood love 💫 Second chances 🔥 Love triangle + betrayal

Hyderabad. Heat. Hackers. And a college full of secrets. Satya is a bold digital forensics fresher with no chill and zero patience for tech bros. Atharv is a quiet 3rd year cybersecurity student who likes code more than people, especially loud ones. They're not friends. They're barely even acquaintances. But when a professor dies under suspicious circumstances and Satya's best friend is pushed off a rooftop in what looks like a staged suicide, the two are pulled into a conspiracy buried deep in their college's servers. Hidden files. Tampered logs. A faculty-run cybercrime ring. And someone is cleaning up evidence, one body at a time. As Satya and Atharv reluctantly join forces, secrets unravel, sparks fly, and nothing, not even their pasts, is safe from exposure. In a college where everyone's watching, and every click leaves a trace... how do you find the truth before it deletes you?