There is a photograph. First birthday. The whole family around the long table - candles lit, cake centred, everyone leaning toward Isabella reaching for the flame, everyone laughing, everyone looking at the same thing. At the edge of the frame, barely in it, a small dark-haired girl in a white dress is looking at the candle. Not at her family. Not at her sister. Not at the camera. Just at the candle. Quiet. Still. Already, at one year old, watching the warmth from a slight distance. Nobody remembers who took the photograph. It was never framed. Never put in an album. Found years later in a box in the study, loose, slightly creased, as though it had simply been waiting. Her name is Serena Marchetti. The second twin. Born eleven minutes after her sister into a room already arranged around someone else - and she stayed that way, at the edge of things, for as long as the Marchettis of Milan would let her. This is not the story they would tell about her. This is hers.

Blurb:- This isn't just about how Lucifer became the man everyone feared. It's about the revenge he spent years sharpening against the woman who laughed when he begged, who left him standing in the rain while she chose someone richer, someone safer. Someone not him. It's about me the woman who loved him long before the empire, who watched him turn his heart into a weapon and his silence into a cage. Who stood beside him while he burned her world down, piece by piece, thinking maybe just maybe the fire would finally warm him enough to see me. And it's about the ending no one saw coming the day he stopped hunting her. And chose someone else. . . . . . TROPES . Revenge Romance Ex-Lovers, Unfinished Business Obsession and Betrayal Love Triangle Dark Fixation She Waited. He Moved On. First Love, Final War Multiple Pov

~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~• She was once the heartbeat of the Rai Singhania mansion.The laughter that softened power.The smile that lit marble halls brighter than chandeliers. Siyaisha Rai Singhania-the youngest, the purest, the most loved. Five powerful brothers stood guard around her. A father who once called her his pride. A grandparents who worshipped her existence. Until one day... love turned lethal. A single accusation shattered everything. Her father's slap branded her a witch. Her brothers called her shameless, a disgrace, a stain. Her dance ,her devotion, her soul, was dragged through filth. They said she danced to seduce men. The poison had a name-Darika A sweet face hiding venomous jealousy. She didn't want a place in the family- she wanted Siyaisha's place. Lies were whispered. Proofs were planted. Trust turned to hatred. And one stormy night, Siyaisha was thrown out of her home. No evidence. No voice.truth unheard. EIGHT YEARS PASSED. Eight years of pain, survival, and rebirth. Now she's back. Not as the naïve princess they broke but as a woman forged in fire. Unbreakable. Fearless. Untouchable. She no longer needs their love. She no longer needs their name. Because now-she is her own empire. When the broken daughter returns to the family that destroyed her... Will they realised the truth? will they beg for forgiveness? Or face the storm they created? Siyaisha is back. And this time-she's not here to be accepted. She's here to conquer. ~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~•

Shanaya Rathore was a secret her family never knew existed. Hidden away in a hostel by a father who never wanted a daughter, she grew up believing she was unwanted. Until one phone call changed everything. Four brothers, each powerful in their own world, suddenly discover the sister they were told had died at birth. Fiercely protective and impossibly possessive, they'll stop at nothing to keep her safe... even if it means guarding her from their own best friend. But when secrets from the past start resurfacing and slow-burn feelings begin to bloom, Shanaya's life becomes far more complicated than she ever imagined.

Raghuwanshi's:- A very powerful family of the country and kings of the underworld 6 raghuwanshi brothers who loves discipline....a very big family joint family ....but what will happen when a girl entered inside a frame who is also their step sister..... She is not ready to accept them as her family but what about them...are they ready..? But what if the thread of their bond will become stronger than a blood relation.... They are the men of their words but she doesn't work on that principle So let's meet our Aadhya and raghuwanshi brothers....A different story from other 😉 Be ready for a new journey and if you didn't read my first book MEHER(LOST SISTER OF RATHODS) please do read 🫂🤌 Pure siblings love 💕 Instagram link - https://www.instagram.com/write_r7985?igsh=MWRiOTN4Yjl2bW5iMQ==

They performed her last rites, while she was still alive. Akshara Maheshwari was erased from her own family before she could even understand what she had done wrong. Abandoned, forgotten, and declared dead, she disappeared from the world that once called her blood. Years later, she returns.. not as a broken child begging for answers, but as AK - a name the world admires, fears, and follows. She doesn't come back for forgiveness. She doesn't ask for love. And she doesn't reveal herself easily. Because some wounds don't need apologies... they need truth, power, and reckoning. As the Maheshwaris celebrate, lie, and protect their secrets, the past claws its way back into the present. A past involving betrayal, silence, a sold child, and a savior who changed her fate. What happens when a family realizes the daughter they buried... is the woman who now controls their empire? And what if revenge isn't her goal, but taking back what was always hers? A story of abandonment, survival, silent revenge, and a girl who learned to smile while planning her return. Read to find out: Will the truth destroy them... Or will Akshara destroy the truth first?

"𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐩𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐬.. 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮." ────୨ৎ──── 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 - 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 1 "𝐀 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐀 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭. 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦." 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧? She's his obsession. He's her destruction. Roshni Khanna - 21, rich, spoiled, impulsive. The so-called princess of the Khanna empire. But beneath the designer dresses and bratty attitude hides a haunted girl with secrets darker than night. She only wants him. The one man who couldn't care less about her. Advait Rai Singhania - 28, ruthless, breathtaking, cold-blooded. Mafia-linked and emotionally untouchable. In his world, love doesn't exist - only power, pain, and control. Until her past collides with his - and everything spirals. ★★★ What happens when his hate meets her obsession? Can two broken souls survive each other? What if breaking her heart is the only way he learns to feel? Will she ever be more than a game to him? Or will she rewrite his rules - and make him fall, hard? Welcome to the story of two beautifully broken souls where love is war, pain is passion, and nothing is predictable. Trigger Warning: 18+ | Dark Romance | Toxic Themes | Abuse & Trauma Read with caution. Not for the faint of heart.

if i would be a writer of yrkkh then what would be the story NEIROHI only for neirohi .

( I Woke Up as Aarohi and Everything's on Fire) I mocked Yeh Rishta Kya Kehlata Hai. Laughed at the drama, cursed DKP, cried for Aarohi... and boom - the universe yeeted me into the show. Now I'm stuck in Aarohi's body, trapped in yrkkh, and surrounded by characters who think I'm one of them. Spoiler: I'm not. But if I'm here, I might as well cause some chaos, protect the people I love, and maybe - just maybe - rewrite the script.