Ten years ago, Avalee was sent away from her brothers and father with her pregnant mother, Alessia, for their safety. After the sudden death of Alessia, Avalee and Teddy are left in the care of their abusive stepfather, Damon, until his death. The siblings are shipped to New York to live with the brothers who abandoned them. Avalee and Teddy have lost all trust in adults, and Avalee is angry at her brothers for not taking them in after their mother's death. Will they learn to trust their brothers? Will they learn to live with their past?

a little girl who didn't know the difference between good and bad is swept into the world of chaos. Sofia Lawson, the little girl who lived with her prostitute mother, a mother who didn't love her. Diego Lawson, a multi-billionaire CEO, tyrant, and cunning to outwit his foes, finds himself being a father to the unknown child. find out how the turn of events change both of their lives. COVER DESIGN BY ME

Being an older brother should come with hazard pay. Seriously. I mean, I signed up for "protective, responsible big brother" when Esha was born-not "full-time victim of pranks and hoodie theft." One minute, she was a tiny, innocent baby gripping my thumb; now, she's a fourteen-year-old menace who thinks my wardrobe is her personal collection. The latest disaster? She stole my favorite shirt, paraded around the house like she was on a fashion show, and then had the audacity to scream, "MUMMA! BHAIYA'S HARASSING ME!" when I tried to get it back. Spoiler alert: I got scolded. Again. And when our parents left for a trip, Mom said, "Take care of each other." Yeah, right. The moment the front door shut, Esha declared war. Hoodies vanished. My protein powder ended up in the trash. And when I tried to teach her a lesson by pretending to throw her in the dustbin, she cried dramatically until I gave up. But here's the thing: I wouldn't trade it for anything. Because underneath the chaos, the bickering, and the constant battle over my stuff, she's still my annoying little sister. And as much as she drives me crazy, life without her antics would be... well, boring. But don't tell her I said that. I'll never hear the end of it. And somehow ends up declaring herself as my "little princess" so I can spoil her. _____________________________________ Enjoy!

This is the re written version of "JUST STAY WITH ME, BELLA" but with a twist. Though some chapters may will remain the same yet with a little bit of changes but this one will get a happy ending. None of the main characters- Bella, Dominic or Rafael will die. _________________________________________ "Domi?" "Yes, Bella?" "Do you think we'll be together forever?" My breath hitched as she asked the question. Together. Forever. The words felt foreign to me yet I forced myself to say, "Maybe- Yes." A lie. I wasn't sure of myself then how could I give her the answer she wanted? She didn't ask anything further, just let out a cheerful giggle and hugged me tight. Too much. It was becoming too much to handle. I wasn't sure if I could become the person she wants. _________________________________________ Enjoy!

When Alaia married the billionaire, Agastya Singhania, she was okay to be stepped in a loveless marriage. She knew from the start that she'd always be the Unloved Bride but then what about the soft corner that she's going to develop for her husband? Will she ever be loved even if she loves him with all her heart? Will she ever be enough? How can she be okay with the fact that her husband is still in love with his girlfriend who's dead?

" 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐡 " "Tell me Baby did he make you feel the same way I did" He slowly moved his nose on my cheek and grabbed me by my hips in a harsh, painful grip and I let out a yelp as pain triggered into the sides where he was holding me. " V-ved, you ar-are hurtin-ng me" My voice came out in a shaky and shivering tone and I hate myself for stammering like that. "Oh am I?" He breathed out as if he is trying to tame his beast and restraining it from unleashing. His aura is dangerous and murderous. His hands moved up towards my waist, up to my breast and he caressed my valleys through my shirt and pinched my nipples with his harsh and rough hand and I let out a loud cry. It was harsh, unapologetic and intense. " Trust me, Stella, hurting will be the least thing I'll do to that fucker for touching what's mine" Venom spitting from his mouth and his eyes were blistering with rage. Posessive MMC. Might be triggering

COMPLETED ON SCROLLSTACK Sara Rajawat has walked half her journey for vengeance alone. Things are getting tougher. More dangerous. More brutal. She might not be prepared to control the tsunami of consequences threatening to engulf her. So he steps in. With a wedding ring in his hand. Her ex-husband, the King of Jaigarh, a man feared by all, defied by none. And offers her his power, his throne, his sword, wanting nothing in return. Or so she is made to believe. Because once the Queen obliterates all the pieces on the board, the King is taking her for himself. *Content and Trigger warning: gore language, violence, graphic description of sex, mentions of suicide, past trauma.

The weight of responsibility suffocated him. She was always there- clinging to him, always in need, always seeking his attention. The constant irritation of her presence gnawed at him, yet when he found himself alone, something gnawed at his heart too. will he ever accept her? or just... let her bury herself in the dark?

You were once my Superman, Dad.

This story is my original work. THIS IS NOT A FANFIC. The reason this is marked as mature is because it contains violence, not because of anything sexual. The story is not about anything sexual. My name is Manuel Ramirez. I joined the army when I was just 17, driven by a desperate need for money and a burning desire to escape my stepfather. But the harsh realities of military life soon shattered my expectations. After enduring severe personal traumas that I couldn't talk about, I knew I had to find a way out. The job was to become a bodyguard for a billionaire's son. The promise of a high salary and a chance at freedom was all I needed to sign the papers without a second thought. But once I did, I began to realize that things weren't as straightforward as they seemed. I was shocked when I finally met my new client. The person I was assigned to protect was not at all who I expected.