Singhanias, a name that was looked up to and worshipped like God. They had everything and anything they ever set their eyes on. Money, power, authority and respect were just other ways of describing the family of Singhanias. For the world, the Singhanias were perfect but no one knew about the dark side of them. They were mafias and blood, gun, murder- the horrible things that everyone detested was like a game to Singhanias. And being the daughters-in-law of this lavish, wealthy and powerful family was what many girls dreamed of in the country but for the wives of the heirs of the family was like a walking nightmare. They were ordinary girls until the name- Singhania was lined with them which meant to deal with high-class people, paparazzi and follow strict protocols of the family and do nothing that would harm the Singhania family image. And the worst part was to act as perfect brides of the heirs in front of the world but what if heirs of the Singhania family were adamant to destroy and shatter them to an extent knowingly or unknowingly. One bride was ignored by her husband, one despised and one breaking slowly by her husband. Will the daughters-in-law of the family be able to change the pride of the family or will the heirs of the family will be the reason for their death? (P.S. The description of the story will be like a death to me. I hope the story is better than the description)

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"Prachi everything will be normal soon, don't worry," Shahana whispered while hugging her. Prachi laughed mockingly, "Its been years since everything was normal, I don't think anything will be normal ever again."She pulled back from Shahana's hug and went to sleep. "It will Prachi, it will. Your happiness and peace is coming back to you, all the way from Brighton," Shahana murmured to the night. *** This is a fanfiction on Kumkum bhagya's 2021 Tanu track.

"Preeta Di! Are you not going to do anything?" Shristi asked shaking Preeta by her shoulders. Preeta looked at the mandap, where Karan was taking Pehras with Mahira, without blinking. Her eyes engraving these moments into her brain. "Now you are husband and wife," Pandit ji announced, Preeta blinked, the tears falling freely, before leaving the venue. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a fanfiction, based on the Mahira and Karan's marriage track.

"I am back," she whispered. Her lips carried a sorrowful smile, as her eyes met the tall, grey walls of the familiar crossroad. She ran her hand across the rough, rugged walls pensively. She made these. This was the labyrinth she knitted, solely from her buried feelings. Buried, but alive. Looking straight ahead, she noticed a white fluffy bear on one side of the intersection. She habitually took steps forward. As soon as she was within its reach, it held her arm strongly. "Why are you anxious ?" she chuckled, "It's not like I wouldn't choose you." She stroked its fur gently, only for it to scratch her arm brutally. Unfazed at her wound, she exhaled, "I choose you, like always." It would hurt, she knew it. She would never escape, she knew it. 'But I won't lose my hope,' she repeated the sentence she always did to comfort herself. A sudden tug brought her a step closer. "I am coming," she assured the impatient bear. A lazy voice echoed as soon as she took a step forward. " You have no sense of direction Akshara, I am over here idiot." She turned around to see a silhouette she knew all too well. He leaned onto the rugged walls, of the other junction, leisurely, as if the sharp edges didn't pierce his skin, "Come on now." "I can't," she shook her head. "Why not?" "It won't leave me." "You abandon it then," he shrugged, "come on, I don't like my ice cream hot." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ This is a fanfiction on the 3rd generation of yeh rishta kya kehlata hai.

"Finally," he slumped on the wooden bench in contentment, "a break from everything." His eyes darted towards the ethereal lake in front. A carefree smile bloomed on his face in reflex. Trials and storms continuously invaded their world but their hideout still stayed the same. Their haven didn't change, just like their love. A warm squeeze around his torso made him glance down. "Shh," she reprimanded softly, cuddling further into him, "don't jinx it. I want to stay like this for longer." As if on cue, the clouds around the lake darkened followed by rounds of thunder. "And there it goes," they whined. "Angry Chorni can't you ask your Khana Ji to control this for a while?" "Why don't you ask your partner instead, Ajeeb Rajvansh?" she counterattacked. The duo glared at the other before slumping into each other's arms. "Let it be," she muttered after a while, "it can wait for a little." "Hmm," he nodded, tightening his hold on her, "it can always wait." They soaked in the peace and comfort of each other's embrace, unbothered by the storm urging around them because they knew it could never each them. Because a hurricane does not affect its eye. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ This is a fanfiction on yeh rishtey hain pyaar ke. It starts with Abir learning the truth about Kuhu and Meenakshi's deal. If you are unsatisfied with the ending our show got, do peep in. You won't regret it.

"Tejo puttar, you have to promise me," Khushbeer spoke, "you will get married before Fateh and Jasmine's marriage else even their marriage won't happen." Tejo stumbled back, studying the man she perceived as her father, "Papaji..." "No puttar, you must," he insisted, "else I really won't let them get married." He joined his hands taking his leave. She exhaled painfully and ran outside. Under the star-dusted sky, she shouted, "Great! Once again, someone has asked me to give them my sparkle, but you keep on shimmering. Why me? Why does everyone hurt my... Why?" She broke down wailing. "Because you give them the right," someone replied making Tejo turn around. *** This is a fanfiction on Udaariyaan's recent divorce track.

When does a hero becomes villian ? If he felt something important is snatching from him what he can do for saving his love ? Anything, which can even ends up in taking someone's life. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Meet Dr Ranveer Singh Hooda , a genius Neuro surgeon with a good profile in his field. A god like figure to his patients. Man who believes science not love. A complete play boy who gets bored with girls so fast . His life experience made him like that. Two theories which he follows 1) there is nothing called love 2) marriage is only a license for having sex which is boring so one night stands are better with no strings attached. Dr Amaya Mathur a complicated and head strong girl who has fixed a stone instead of heart. Daddy's sweet daughter. One man only girl. She admires him from her teenage days itself. In simple words a spoilt brat filled with arrogance from head to toe. Ananya Rustgi, a simple and lively girl. twin sister of Amaya Mathur. A girl with brain and excellent with numbers. Got married to a conservative family at the age of twenty. One man only women and that's is her husband. She can even put her life on line to save her marriage life. How these three are going to collide in their daily life when two of them from medical field and one is still struggling inside a kitchen with house cores. Not just a love story it's a story of power struggle dark secrets of a highly reputed hospital.

What if the person you love with all your heart, gifts u a deadbed in return, hurts u soo bad and leaves you to die... You just wait for your death to arrive with no hope but emptiness, but this world has plans for you... that changes your life for ever.... Maya Mehrothra- the CEO of fashion and the city. Rudra Roy- The son of MJ Roy, wealtiest bussiness man of Asia. Arjun Sharma - Presently the owner of Sharma enterise And Pastly Mayas Love. Rankings... #1 - #mayra #1 - #saanjh #1 - #Rudraroy #1- #beyhadh #2 - #sonytv #2 - #shivinnarang #2 - #mayajaisingh # 2 - #jenniferwinget #4 - #hindi

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