Desivibes Stories

Married off to a quiet man in a broken hut, Devika entered the village with nothing-no dreams, no voice, no name of her own. Everyone called her a burden. Except him. Aarav, a man who had once ruled the city, now lived among clay stoves and silence. Betrayed by his own blood, he had given up everything-until her food, her simplicity, and her quiet strength lit a spark inside him again. With just one clay stove and two plates, they began. From cooking under the sky to building a food empire that shook the village, their love story was written not in grand gestures but in small moments, shared struggles, and a pair of bangles that refused to stop singing. But when Aarav's past returns with greed, guilt, and fire... will Devika's silent strength be enough to protect their world? Because sometimes, the loudest battles are fought... when the bangles still make noise.

Deewaniyat is so wattpad coded, only it didn't get it's happy ending. This is a fan-fiction of Deewaniyat. The story of Vikramaditya and Adaa in parallel universe where they set aside their obsession and pride and get their Happily Ever After. This book is going to start where the movie left off, except vikram doesn't die... Because what do you mean he died without getting his Adaa. (cut to *MERI ADAA HAI WOH!*).. But with a major twist : ________________________________________ When Adaa Randhawa publicly declares that whoever kills Vikramaditya Bhonsle within seven days (until Dussehra) will get to spend a night with her. He puts forth his own condition - by the 8th day if he isn't dead, she has to marry him. ________________________________________ *His journey from Red flag to Red roses*

✨ FIFTEEN FLOORS UP✨ Welcome to the newest (and loudest) addition to a residential society that thought it had seen it all. Between rooftop arguments, group chats gone rogue, secret crushes, 2 a.m. samosa cravings, and society tournaments that spiral into full blown emotional wars, this building is anything but peaceful. In a world where neighbors are strangers and society gates divide lives, this group of chaotic college kids, overthinking adults, retired gossip ninjas, and softhearted rebels are learning how to become something no one expected family. Heartbreaks, hookups, festival drama, midnight rants, and the occasional flying chappal it's all part of life when you live... TROPES ✧ Sitcom ✧ Drama ✧ Found Family ✧ Indian Ensemble THIS IS A STANDALONE BOOK ©All Rights Reserved

Title: Crimson Rebirth: The Blood-Stained Promise Description: She was thrown out like trash- Tara, pregnant and glowing with life, hurled from her own home by All For One's cruelty. By the time Kudo Itashu arrived, it was too late. There she lay-lifeless, broken, in a pool of her own blood on the cold street. She never even got to scream his name. And when All For One appeared, laughing in the shadows, he twisted the knife deeper: "That child in her womb? The girl named Jiya, and the twin beside her? I crushed them too." Kudo's world shattered. But even grief couldn't stop his fire. With nothing left but vengeance, he launched into a final battle against All For One-burning, furious, and broken. Though his body gave in, his soul didn't. His last breath was not a surrender-it was a promise. That they would return. Two centuries passed. The world changed. Heroes rose. History forgot. But fate did not. Now reborn as Bakugou Katsuki and a cold, distant girl named Jiya, the two souls live again-haunted by a rage they can't explain and a bond they don't understand. They clash. They hate. They burn. But destiny pulls them together again, because the darkness that ended their past is rising once more. This is not just a tale of reincarnation- It's a curse reborn, a promise soaked in blood, and a love that fate refuses to let die. --- Would you like a shorter version for a trailer-style voiceover or a version styled like a back-cover summary for a novel? writer :- Avishika Bha. timeline :- 1990 (this is the time where all for one is his highest peak on his power and then one organisation form to defeat him which was generally conduct by Mr kudo itashu) reborn as bakugo and jiya(oc).

One runaway groom. One furious brother. One businessman in the wrong place at the wrong time. Meera was ready for her wedding-until her groom ran away, shaming her in front of the whole village. But her brother wasn't the kind to cry. He loaded his katta and dragged Delhi's youngest billionaire Aditya Singh into the mandap. At gunpoint, sindoor was smeared. The DJ played. And Aditya, dressed in sherwani and fury, became a Damaad by Dhamki. He hated the marriage. She hated the humiliation. But, Then he left her. Two years later- In a luxurious Delhi wedding, Aditya returns with Myra. But standing in the spotlight, running the show with quiet maturity... is Meera. Now engaged to Aansh Malhotra-Aditya's closest friend. He stares. She avoids. And the question burns between them: Was their story ever really over? ------- 📝 Author's Note: This is a story with no exes, no past flings, and no cheating. My hero is loyal from the start-no other woman, no distractions. Just raw emotions, forced fate, and a love that was never supposed to happen. Thanks for supporting a new writer 💙

This heartwarming tale reimagines the classic charm and magic of Vivah through the beloved jodi of Ranbir Kohli and Prachi, known to fans as Pranbir. The story delves into the beauty of arranged marriage, family bonds, and finding love where you least expect it. Ranbir Kohli, the charming and respectful scion of India's richest family, is a man who believes in destiny and family's wisdom in choosing his soulmate. On the other hand, Prachi Mehra is a simple, traditional woman raised by her loving Chacha Rajeshwaran and Chachi Babita after the tragic loss of her parents. She values culture, modesty, and kindness above all else. When the two families arrange for Prachi and Ranbir to meet, sparks fly in the most unexpected ways. Despite their stark differences-Ranbir's modern lifestyle and Prachi's deeply rooted traditional values-they find themselves drawn to each other in ways neither of them could have imagined. With moments of humor, tender romance, and familial warmth, the story promises to capture the essence of love, trust, and destiny. But as they navigate through laughter, tender moments, and unspoken emotions, shadows of doubt and fear loom over their hearts. Do they truly know each other well enough to take the leap of faith into a lifetime commitment? Or will a twist of fate tear apart their fragile connection before it even begins?

A beautiful love story in the 90's theme. Here, Ayaan and sneha meet through a sankskrit dance club as Ayaan falls for her beautiful expressions and beauty. But Sneha is studying to move abroad. Will Ayaan be able to confess? How will they make long distance work if they have no social media like now times?

In the bustling heart of Kolkata, Soma Singh-a vibrant dreamer with stars in her eyes-crosses paths with Aarav Mehta, a calm and poetic CA aspirant with a past full of silence. What begins as a chance encounter blooms into a soulful journey of ambition, serendipity, and emotional discovery. Between exam pressure, stolen glances, and the echoes of their favorite song Ilahi, will they find a love that defies logic?

I swore I wouldn't talk to strangers this semester. No boys. No drama. No distractions. Just me, my girls, and a semester of peace after two years away from school (thanks to a certain bat-related global mess 🦇🙄). But of course, peace is too much to ask for when your bus seat karma drops you right in front of him-Praditya Rao. Senior. Smirky. Arrogant. And apparently the school's golden boy with a fan club and a God-complex. I ignored him. I really did. Until he stole our volleyball court. Until he started teasing me. Until he said my name like it was a dare. Now I'm stuck between chaotic friendships, morning assemblies I pretend to hate, spicy lunchtime gossip, and a boy who insists on ruining my no-socializing rule-one smug comment at a time. I don't like him. I just... argue with him. A lot. Which definitely doesn't count as liking him. Right?

What happens when a free-spirited village girl is suddenly told she's getting married-tonight? Nihu doesn't know the groom, doesn't want the marriage, and definitely doesn't plan to follow the rules. So she runs away. meet a stranger , who just might be the twist her life never expected. A story full of humor, emotions, rebellion, and a hint of unexpected romance.

An Hinglish Arrange Marriage Novel - She believes in logic. He believes in fate. But the truth lies somewhere in between. Tara Mathur is a no-nonsense software engineer from the peaceful hills of Uttarkashi. She's all about precision, logic, and control-until a forgotten pact between her grandparents resurfaces, turning her life upside down. Enter Yashwardhan Singh Rathore, a charming game developer from the royal heart of Udaipur. He's a believer in signs, soul connections, and the power of destiny. When their paths cross, it's anything but coincidence. Linked by an ancient charm and a promise written long before they were born, Tara and Yash must unravel secrets, decode emotions, and face a love that challenges everything they've ever known. In a world where logic meets faith, can love be the equation that solves it all? - "She believes in logic, he believes in fate-together, they discover a love beyond both."

In a city that hides secrets behind every perfect smile,A charismatic young man enters the life of a kind but guarded girl. With charm like weapon and a past cloaked in mystery, he makes her believe in love,trust,and second chances. But as their connection deepens,so do the shadows around his true intentions

"Darling, you are mine to break and to own"

🖤 Title: "The Silent Witness" "What if the only witness to a murder... was the murderer themselves?" In a town wrapped in secrets, Aira receives anonymous letters describing crimes before they happen. But when one points at her... the hunt begins. Murder. Memory loss. One twisted truth.

💫 Entangled Hearts In a world where power meets passion, three couples navigate love, ambition, and chaos. From sassy comebacks to soft glances, each pair shares a unique bond - a connection that no one else understands. --- 🩷 Aditi × Aryan Scene: Aditi stood with crossed arms, glaring at Aryan who just revved his bike in the middle of the garden. Aditi: "You duffer! You'll ruin the whole grass." Aryan: "Yes, princess. But it was worth watching you get mad... you're cute when you're bossy." --- 💛 Anya × Dhruv Scene: Anya stormed into the room, finding Dhruv sprawled on the couch, sunglasses on indoors. Anya: "Mr. Attitude, remove those glasses before I throw them out!" Dhruv looked at her with a lazy grin, pulling her into his lap. Dhruv: "Calm down, my lioness. I love when you roar." --- 💚 Ayesha × Varun Scene: Ayesha stood at the hospital corridor, arms folded, watching Varun diagnose a case. Ayesha: "So serious, Mr. Doctor. Are we ever going to get lunch?" Varun finally looked at her and smiled softly. Varun: "One second, my calm. You're the only break I need." Read "Entangled Hearts" to find out how friendships turn fiery, how love grows louder than ego, and how the most unexpected hearts collide. ✨💝

A girl telling her story. Tell what happened with her and how. Telling her beliefs and how she came to believe them. Tell her point of view on her life. Tell what she went through. Do you wanna know her story? Do you wanna know her journey? Do you wanna know about her? Do you wanna know what she went through?

Riya Banerjee has never been in love. Not in the movies-and-roses way, not even in the awkward college-crush way. But she has written over a hundred letters to "someone" she's never met. A stranger with no name, no face - just a place in her diary where she pours every thought she can't tell anyone else. It was harmless. Private. Her own little secret. Until one of her letters goes missing... and a reply appears in her hostel pigeonhole. No signature. No explanation. Just a single line: "I like the rain too." Now, the letters arrive like clockwork. The writer knows things no one else should - her favorite tea, her 2 a.m. fears, the song she hums when she thinks she's alone. Who is he? A classmate? A stranger? Or someone she's known all her life? One thing is certain - she's falling for him. And one day soon... she'll have to find him. ---

JK: "Such a Gold-digger you are! Didn't you know I was married, huh?! I already had a wife! Still you said Yes to this marriage...How shameless of you!" Hearing Jungkook's words, Tae's whole body felt like it was on fire. The very first time in her life she was being called a gold-digger! Tae: "Oh hello!? You're the one who's shameless. You married me even though you already had a wife! I hate you, understand!? I won't even spit on your money. And yeah, Don'teven try to come to me or touch me!" ______________ This story contains: ●Top Kook- Bottom Tae ○Female Bottoms ●Cheating (Not between taekook) ○Fluff ●Mature scenes(Maybe...) ○Desi theme ●Family drama ○Age gap ●Kala Jaduu(Black Magic) ■Boy X Girl Started: 15/07/2025

💣 Description : Bubbly isn't your average girl. She's a government agent - sharp, fearless, and always on the field. She's completed missions people wouldn't dare to take on. But there's one thing she's still waiting for: To lead. Just once. To stop following orders and finally be the Final Boss . Will she get that shot? Or will the world keep underestimating her? Stick with me till the end to find out. But wait-there's someone else. His name? Ishank You don't know him yet, but trust me - By the time this story ends, you'll be saying: "Goddd, I need an Ishank in my life too." So if you're into: ➤ agents with attitude ➤ chaotic families ➤ missions + emotions + unexpected slow-burns ➤ and a girl who's done playing side character in her own story... Welcome to Bubbly's world. It's messy. It's real. And it's just getting started. ---

In the quiet shade of a centuries-old baoli, where lotus petals float lazily over still water, a girl from Nagpur adjusts her mogra gajra and speaks in stubborn truths. And the boy from Jaipur, in his linen kurta and silken silence, listens - like he's been waiting for her voice his whole life. She smells like mitti after rain and keeps her dreams folded in steel lunchboxes. He walks like poetry, never raises his voice, and writes letters he never sends. She calls him out on his privilege. He ties her broken sandal strap without saying a word. Their love isn't loud. It blooms quietly - like jasmine in the dark. In chai-scented afternoons. In paper cuts and poetry edits. In stolen glances by lamp-lit corridors. And in a moment under a rain-soaked archway, when he finally says: > "You are everything I never thought I deserved - but always wrote about anyway." This isn't a story of grand gestures. This is a story of soft revolutions. Of falling in love not all at once - but exactly when you didn't mean to.