Southindia Stories

__________________ 'You make my life sweeter ♡' Poorvika Shrinivastav is living her dream in Chennai, being the journalist she wants. Or maybe, that's what she wants to believe. Because, whenever she tries to be the journalist she wants, it pisses off her boss, and now, she's given her last chance to safeguard her job. "You'll be doing an interview with the new CEO of the X-rex company, Mister Varun Kumar, Poorvika." And oh my, it just had to be her childhood frenemy who loves messing with her. The one who lost touch. The one who's now living as this oh-so-perfect CEO who can't seem to have a break from unrealistic expectations, until she came with her angry little mouth, and made him feel alive like never before. 'Not letting you go this time, Poorvi ♡' ___________________ ✨ Highest ranks acquired over a period of time ✨ -#1 in comedy-romance out of 11k stories -#2 in adorable out of 10k stories - #9 in desi out of 9.9k stories -#5 in girlboss out of 2k stories -#3 in journalism out of 1k stories -#1 in hopelessromantic out of 5k stories -#79 in cute out of 162k stories -#28 in sweet out of 39k stories __________________ Previously titled as 'The opposite of drifting apart' __________________ COMPLETED. 70,000 words, wow, I know. I dunno how I did it too, people. BUT I MADE IT. FIRST DRAFT! (Its messy and unpolished, and very VERY unhinged. Idk wtf is going on either tbh) STANDALONE. Do not imitate or copy in any way, or else...be ready to sleep with your eyes open, every.single.night, darling~ :3 And the illustration of the cover, and all the banners belong to me cause I handrew it digitally at 1am. The same thing applies, don't copy or use my hardwork plz. Thanks! ____________________

Two souls were forced to bond together through marriage. Two unknown people pulled together by their pasts, mysteries, and secrets that were never meant to be unraveled-but are. What will happen? Will the souls remain bonded, or will they be crushed under the weight of their own baggage?" _______ Sakshi never wanted to marry anyone, especially a police officer. Arjun wasn't thrilled about marriage either. But fate had other plans. What happens when two people who never wanted each other are forced into a bond neither can escape? Dive in to explore the story of Arjun and Sakshi . A south Indian story with 99% English and 1% of tamil + hindi

Devansh Rajput, 30, is the stoic CEO of Rajput Groups in Mumbai. Closed off after a painful past, his world revolves around business, control, and his 7-month-old daughter, Siya-the only person allowed to see his fragile side. At 27, Aadhirai lives with her parents in Coimbatore, quietly piecing herself back together after a divorce no one dares to mention. Calm, composed, and emotionally guarded, she's learning to exist in stillness-one silent step at a time. They come from different worlds. Different cities. Different values. Different scars. She hides her pain with a smile. He hides behind silence and structure. They weren't supposed to meet. But when they do-by pure coincidence-something shifts. And for Aadhirai, life doesn't just change... It turns painfully upside down. Two broken souls. One unexpected connection. But when the past resurfaces and long-buried truths come to light- Will they survive what fate has planned, Or will silence be the only thing that remains between them?

She was married at the age of 16, but after eight months, her husband died. Her family then decided to marry her to a 45-year-old man. She refused, but they blackmailed her and forced her to accept. That was when he entered her life unexpectedly. He came to the marriage because his friend wanted him to attend his sister's wedding, and he was shocked when he saw the man she was about to marry. He fought against the people there and married her, promising that he would protect her until his last breath. That is how they got married, and it became her second marriage. (⁠◕⁠દ⁠◕⁠) Srimathi is 17 years old. She has a beautiful face and long hair. She wears a nose pin and is very simple. She is like a flower. For her, her mother is everything. She has studied only up to the 10th standard. She is completely a village girl. She speaks confidently when talking about rights. Giridharan is 27 years old. He is a professor at a school. He has a sharp jawline, curly hair, and wears spectacles. He has veiny hands. He always tries to be perfect in everything and always stands for what is right. (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤ Tropes: Age gap Unexpected marriage 90 period romance Protective male lead Supportive female lead Healing through marriage

"Look at the way she is dancing.. Don't you think she is hot.." , a boy piercing at a girl in pub told. "Yes, she is hot.." , another boy in the group said. "What do you say Arun.." , they asked the guy who is busy in sipping his mocktail "Ravi, why do you even ask him after knowing very well that he will never get feelings on any girl? " , another guy replied Arun just shakes his head with a smile on his face while keeping the glass down. "Rey, look at her.. She is so..." , when one guy was saying this, another guy shouted as "isn't she our Chaitu.." , Arun immediately turns his head towards the door only to see a girl wearing a knee length sleeveless black dress entering the pub. He without giving a second thought walks towards the door and drags her outside the pub.

Complete chapters are available in paperback version (Amazon & Flipkart) and on Amazon Kindle. Yazhini has it all-grace, grit, and a name that commands respect. A successful doctor with a guarded heart, she's built her life on discipline and distance, refusing to let anyone close enough to hurt her again. But beneath her composed exterior lies a storm of unresolved memories and emotions she can't outrun. When the past catches up with her in unexpected ways, Yazhini is forced to confront the very feelings she's spent years burying. Torn between who she was and who she's becoming, she must decide if strength lies in holding on-or in finally letting go. Flying Back to You is an intimate portrait of a woman rediscovering herself, one choice at a time. *** Cover Design by Khushi Desai Published by Writer's Pocket

A Big joint family in a Remote village in Thanjavur district of Tamilnadu. Loves blooms in the heart of young woman for the man who is not only elder to her , but also her mother's brother. Though this bond is accepted in Tamilnadu , without frowning upon . She keep her secret safe...not even letting the man know... Will she open up ? Will they unite ? How ? When ? Lets get into the story to know. Note : Niece × maternal uncle married is widely accepted in Tamilnadu and been practiced from many decades . If you are uncomfortable with this trope , kindly refrain from reading .

"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! )

We all wanted to be the hero of our own story. And the moment we realise we're not, insecurity begins. We pull others down just to feel visible. We crack jokes that make our friends laugh, even when they quietly wound someone who is just like us. We don't know how to handle the insecurity, or the anger that grows alongside it. So many things feel imperfect, Books spread across the bed. A half-open notebook. Deva sits with a pen but isn't writing. DEVI leans against the doorframe, smirking. DHARUN sits on the edge of the bed. DEVI It's not like you're going to propose. And definitely she won't. She grows horns the moment she sees you. DEVA I know what to do. Why don't you mind your business? DHARUN Do you actually like her? You fight with her all the time. DEVA I don't. DEVI He sure does. He's just scared to make a move. DEVA Go away. I have to study. DHARUN Out of all the excuses, you chose that? Seriously, bro? DEVI Hey, just propose. If she says no - it's too early to hurt badly. If she says yes - it's too early to realise she should have not said so. Either way, this will go down. DHARUN That's for sure. DEVA Get out. Both of you. He stands, grabs the door, and pushes them out. DOOR SLAMS. Silence. Deva leans against the door, closes his eyes, and exhales. He walks back to the bed, sits. Looks at the open notebook. Blank page. DEVA (murmurs) Do I love her? A beat. Quick flashes in his mind: - Her arguing with him - Rolling her eyes. - Smiling when she thinks he isn't looking. - Ignoring him on purpose. Deva shakes his head. DEVA This is stupid. He opens his book, tries to read. Same line again. And again. He sighs, drops the book beside him. DEVA Why does she have to be so annoying? A small, unwilling smile forms. He immediately wipes it away. DEVA No. Focus. He picks up the pen. After two seconds, he glances at his phone. Locks it. Throws it on the bed. DEVA Exam first. Everything else later. He finally starts writing.

My fourth story of Anidita based on Telugu nativity backdrop of Telugu nativity, Joint Andhra Pradesh state around late 1990s - early 2000s when technology started influencing man's lives This story revolves around Anirudh and Bondita who are cross cousins (bava maradallu) by relation and best friends too who stand for each other in happiness and hardhsips irrespective of age gap. But what will happen when they started staying together in an unexpected and may be unethical situations in her early teenage out of wedlock ? Why that situation arosed? Will their friendship takes different turn with growing age? Will they accept the new changes between them? Will society accept their situations of staying together out of wedlock? Will they restrict them because of age gap according to the changing time period ? Who recognises first the love between them and who wants to run away from these feelings? What are the obstacles between them? Who are trying to separate them? Who are their own and who became strangers? How will they overcome everything? Note : No sad ending at all . Please encourage me friends 🙏

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.

One compound. Six families. Three generations. A fragile safe haven where love, conflict, and unspoken wounds share the same walls. Children grow up watching everything-learning without lessons, imitating without knowing, building strength from what they're told and what they're never meant to repeat. Fights feel personal. Life disappoints. Then, unexpectedly, it softens-proving that even in shared chaos, something beautiful is still being built.

Adrija is a 26 year old lecture working in MMIET college, Visakhapatnam. She calls herself a 'divorce child' who's neither a complete orphan nor have a family to be nurtured. Her initial crave of maternal warmth from biological mother gradually converted into immense hatred..... which turned her into a bitter person. Mrityunjay Reddy is 32 year old business tycoon who is often referred as 'Demon' in both corporate world and mafia. Being a single child he is spoilt beyond rotten who takes entertainment in killing people in the most merciless manner. What happens when this rich brat meets bitch with mommy issues? Will sparks ever manage to fly high between these polar opposites?

Started : 08 /02/2025 Ended:? Sunrise, sunset, green fields, and harvesting define, Vijay, a very hardworking farmer. His love for agriculture always remains strong. On the other side is Aishwarya, a final-year student in agricultural science. Let's join the journey of these couple and see how their lives intertwine

She is a doctor doing her pg. she is kind, innocent, caring that everyone around her cherishes her presence. Not to forget that she is a beautiful girl both inside out. He is a passionate cricketer. Typical example of angry, arrogant young man. He belongs to a rich yet sweet family. Cricket is everything for him. He is handsome with features that girls die for. But he doesn't give a damn about them. He hardly notices the world outside cricket and his family. Let us see how fate brings them together.

I don't find the right word to define my love for you...But I always find the right reason to keep you close to my heart...And that reason is ....YOU...... -Salman This book is about Salman who goes through serious of emotions that impacts his life in a way that his life never remains the same....!!! All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

A quiet Christmas break is interrupted when Navya runs into someone she never quite left behind. Once bound by childhood memories and silent rivalry, they grew up knowing everything about each other, except who they truly were. A chance meeting brings the past uncomfortably close, forcing Navya to confront old memories, changed selves, and feelings that were never given a name.

He is king of vast Kingdom in Northern Hind She is a commoner from Southern Hind He is known as a perfectionist for his intelligence , godly looks and also for his skills in the battlefield with which he never lost a war where as she is maid ,with no special talent but a one with kind heart let's see where there story leads

What would you do when you are expecting new blessing in your life and just found your husband cheating on you The same story happened with Diya yes she is elder to him by 9 years being his pehredaar she lost everything for him after so many efforts they become one but again some misunderstandings What will she do ? Story is an continuity of Indian series Rishta likhenge hum naya

Eighteen-year-old Ally Sher was born into luxury, power, and expectation. But when she chose Kim Namjoon - the thirty-one-year-old billionaire CEO and ruthless mafia leader - she chose danger over safety, love over duty. She knows his hands are stained with blood. She knows the world fears his name. And still, she loves him. But love isn't enough when families object, rivals lurk in the shadows, and old flames return to claim what isn't theirs. Between the glitter of Indian wedding traditions and the fire of mafia wars, Ally and Namjoon must fight for more than just their hearts - they must fight for survival. Because in this war of love and power, there can only be one queen by his side. 💍✨ "Forever yours, Mrs. Kim Ally Namjoon."