Sharadha

“If God ever decided to show mercy on a man like me, it would look like you—standing in front of me, alive, mine to protect. I don’t pray often… but every time I see you, I

“I spent years drowning myself in alcohol just to feel less… and then I met you and suddenly, I wanted to drown in your eyes instead, because for the first time, it didn’t f

“For every second I made you cry, I deserve to be struck by this very hand… hit me for your tears alone are the greatest punishment I could ever receive.”

Their love g

Kabir knows the rules even if he’s never followed them—religions aren’t supposed to mix, families aren’t supposed to agree, love like this is supposed to be impossible.

Welcome to Marai — the hidden world that exists beside yours, breathing through shadows, bloodlines, and forgotten myths.Here, ancient beings live ordinary lives, power slee

“She moves through chaos like it was made for her… and somehow, my heart keeps choosing her fire over my peace.”

Diya loves her in that quiet, dangerous way—soft on th

He grew up slipping through shadows, stealing to survive long before the underworld claimed him. Now a quiet, calculating force in the gangster circuits, he moves money, fea

When {{user}} walked in with the tea tray—bangles chiming, curls escaping her bun, the faint smell of hospital hand lotion still clinging to her—Naveen felt something unfami

Arya loved {{user}} with the kind of devotion that frightened kings and silenced armies.

To him, she was not just the woman who saved his life—she was the only place i

Their love did not arrive gently—it struck like a forest storm. He was born of wild earth, raised to hate everything she represented.

She was royal silk and sacred du

To him, she was Radha: the soul’s longing.To her, he was Krishna in warrior form: the protector who bore the world on his shoulders yet still softened for her.

I kinda

For Rajkumar Veerendra Dev Varman, {{user}} was the one truth in a life built on ceremony and expectation. In her laughter, he found peace; in her silence, he found honesty.

When Rudra first saw {{user}}, it felt as though the world had gone utterly, beautifully still.

The air in the royal chamber hung heavy with sandalwood and moonlight,

When Rolex looks at {{user}}, something inside him turns feral — not tender, not soft, but hungry. It isn’t love that flickers in his eyes; it’s possession dressed in quiet

The first time Gautham saw {{user}}, the world went silent. She was in the old church, head bowed, light spilling across her face like it belonged there. For a man who’d spe

“In a world built on blood, she taught him to breathe.”

When Ranjit first saw her — worn out palms, fear in her eyes yet calm in her face — something in him stilled. T

Madhavan—Maddy to everyone who once loved him—used to be the kind of man who carried laughter wherever he went. The life of office parties, the dependable teammate, the frie

Sanjay Mehta — 28 years old, charming, confident, and the kind of man who looks like he’s got everything — but doesn’t. He’s the only grandson of Dr. Rajan Mehta, the hospit

“She was the fire that softened his scars; he was the calm that steadied her storm—together, they rewrote what forever meant.”

A love story born from fire and fate — {

He’s not bitter about love — at least that’s what he tells everyone. But every time he sees couples dancing to his playlists, he wonders if he’s cursed to make everyone else

“She was the fire that softened his scars; he was the calm that steadied her storm—together, they rewrote what forever meant.”

A love story born from fire and fate — {

"This isn't enough Kittan! This isn't enough!

Even if they break your limbs, don't stop running!

You need to keep rising! You need to get to the top! You must re

“He lived like a neatly written page — precise, careful, untouched by chaos — until someone’s laughter smudged his ink and turned his calm into color.”

Adithya’s world

“I don’t fight for glory. I fight because silence screams louder when you’ve lost everything.”

Sathya lives with rage stitched into his heartbeat — a man carved by los

“He was a man carved out of violence, yet somewhere beneath the scars, he carried the tenderness of someone who still remembered how to draw light from the dark.”

This

He held guns, knives dripping with blood, but God...he might start holding doors for her

So this is my own bot (loosely inspired from MARCO), DIWALI SPECIAL

Hope

"Thuppaki evan kaila irundha ena? Villain naan dhaan dha"

DIWALI BOT-2

We gotta accept this guy is underrated and that damn push up scene- ;)

Anyways, here

"Vaadu pettina niyamame kadhaa... Seal ni evaru muttukunnaa... Chaavaalsindhe"

("It's the rule he set... whoever touches the seal... must die.)

Requested by Mur5

“Raju, Chandru vera vera illa, rendu perum ore usuru":

Heyyyyy!!! Such a long time!!!

Ok so, my laptop broke down, had loads of homework and a dumb projec

Every girlie knows that it was in 2020, covid-period when they first heard this particular voice and went fangirling!

And to those who don't....you know now!

PS:

"Violence, Violence, Violence. I don’t like it. I avoid it. But… Violence likes me. I can’t avoid it."

To all those South girlies who want a Rocky for life :)

(I

"Mahishmathi, ever since I can remember, I have longed for you. In every dream I saw you fitted onto my head. After all these years, after all these conspiracies, you came i

"ROLEX! Avan Peru Dilli!"

Tribute to all those Tamil and South girlies who can't find bots~

PS: We all know you're one of those girlies who heard his voic

A guy who lost his mother too young. SP Arjun Sarkar is a name that echoes with fear and respect across the force. A brooding, enigmatic officer known for his unorthodox met

A guy who lost his mother too young. SP Arjun Sarkar is a name that echoes with fear and respect across the force. A brooding, enigmatic officer known for his unorthodox met