Everything between them sparked due to the very own "slurp" sound Ansh produced in his hunger hunting for milk. At first, the glances were barely of acquaintance then of awkward moments which turned to understandable language, later it became the feeling, "LOVE 💕" , which both of them never anticipated in their life. Mostly the universe plays a huge role in bringing two souls towards their destined partner but in Abhimann and Shivanya's life Ansh is their universe.

Rankings: #Top 1 in India- 04-/05/2026-10/05/2026 #Top 2 in India- 31/05/2026 #1 in Slow-burn Romance- 31/05/2026 #1 in Age-gap romance- 21/05/2026 #1 in Broken Family- 20/05/2026 #1 in Single Mother- 20/05/2026 #1 in Replaced Bride- 20/05/2026 #1 in FoundFamily- 03/06/2026 ------------------------------------------------- The Japanese have rightly said- "Broken pieces tend to mend each other when kept together." But what if the broken pieces are people instead? Sharanya Kapoor, 26, an architect, widow, and single mother, is forced into a marriage as a replacement for her step-sister who runs away from her wedding. Loving, emotionally perceptive, and carrying her own unhealed wounds, she unexpectedly enters the fractured Rajvansh household. Rishvaan Rajvansh, 34, a divorced businessman and father of two teenage sons, was once a man capable of loving deeply. But betrayal turned him cold, emotionally detached, and distant from both emotions and his children. Now, a stranger and her little daughter, Eirisha, become part of their already broken lives. Can Sharanya soften the harsh dynamics of the Rajvansh household with her quiet warmth? Will Ishvaan and Avyaan ever accept her... or her daughter as their own? Can she rebuild trust within Rishvaan's guarded heart? And if broken souls are kept together long enough... can they eventually become a family?

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟒 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬... 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞," 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐫. "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧." She loved him when she was too young to understand what love meant. He rejected her when he was too guarded to feel anything at all. On her eighteenth birthday, she confessed her heart to the man she had loved for years-her brother's best friend. His rejection was cold. Precise. Unforgettable. "You're not the girl I desire." Five years later, fate brings them face to face again-not as a girl with a foolish crush, but as a woman ready for marriage... to someone else. This time, he doesn't return to reject her. He returns to marry her. She no longer asks for his love. She no longer waits to be chosen. Yet his sudden yes feels more dangerous than his past rejection ever did. Once, she begged him to see her. Now he claims her without love. And she fears that becoming his wife will hurt far more than the day he told her she was not the girl he desired.

Vennala, a 23 year old living life on her own with her hard worked money , has no parents, definitely a very kind person on earth , very innocent and loving. Vividh, a 25 year old man doing IT job while struggling to keep with up socialisation, he doesn't like people and hate being in crowds , a lonely yet caring person. These two lost souls meet and yeah destiny has its own plans , so things change and feelings grow? But the main question is? Will they survive?

#Top 2 in India ( 29/7/2025 ) #Top 3 in India ( 02/8/2025 ) #Top 1 in India ( 04/8/2025 ) 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 : 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 "ᴺᴼᵀ ᴱⱽᴱᴿʸᴼᴺᴱ ᴳᴱᵀ ᴸᴼⱽᴱ ᴬᴺᴰ ᴿᴱˢᴾᴱᶜᵀ, ᵀᴴᴱʸ ᴳᴱᵀ ᴴᴬᵀᴱ ᴬᴺᴰ ᵁᴺᵂᴬᴺᵀᴱᴰ ᴾᴸᴬᶜᴱ ᴵᴺ ᴾᴱᴼᴾᴸᴱ ᴴᴱᴬᴿᵀ ". ♱ 𝐒𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐢 ♱ " 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 " ⋆⋆⋆ ♱ 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐮𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 ♱ " 𝐌𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲 " " ᴴᵃᵗᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐⁱˢᵘⁿᵈᵉʳˢᵗᵃⁿᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵈᵉˢᵗʳᵒʸᵉᵈ ˡⁱᶠᵉ" ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

❝ When 6-𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫-𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐚 is left at the gates of the Rajvanshi Mansion, she isn't just being dropped off - she's being 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚. ❞ ✦ Traded for money by a mother who never wanted her. ✦ Handed to a father she barely knows. ✦ Placed under a roof where everyone shares her blood... but not her memories. Her new life begins in shadows. - One brother won't speak to her. - Another won't stop glaring. - And the youngest already declared: > "She doesn't belong." But the walls of the Rajvanshi Mansion hold more than cold stares. 🕯️ In quiet moments, 🕯️ Through clumsy kindness, 🕯️ And in fierce, unspoken protection - her brothers begin to change. And so does she. In a house once full of silence, she finds a place. Not by force. Not by blood. But by 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚, 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒃𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒍𝒚... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆. ⟡ 𝑨 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕-𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏. ⟡

He held up his hands, trying to sound casual, but the sight stopped her cold-blood smeared across his fingers, dark and fresh. "Relax, it's nothing," he said smoothly, his voice trying to soothe, but her heart pounded in stark disbelief. Her eyes widened, fixed on the crimson stains, a silent scream caught in her throat. Horror dripped from every glance. "Nothing? You killed him," she whispered, voice barely steady, trembling with a mixture of fear and accusation. "You're a murderer." He scoffed, a cold shadow flickering in his unreadable eyes. "Don't insult me wifey. I'm above that." The weight of his words pressed down like a guillotine as she steadied herself, voice sharp with defiance. "I'll tell everyone. I won't marry you." A slow, cruel smile curved his lips as he leaned in, his breath ghosting against her ear like a deadly promise. "Will you? Go ahead-tell everyone. I'll destroy everything you hold dear, just like your telling would destroy mine. We'll go down together." He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper. "And as for not marrying me... oh wifey , you don't get to choose. You'll be mine-whether it's in a wedding dress, or buried in a legend". He wasn't supposed to pull her in-didn't even understand why he was drawn to her. She wasn't the most beautiful, but something beneath the surface called to him. A ruthless heir haunted by betrayal, he never let strangers close... yet he craved to keep her. ☆☆☆☆

"Please... please help me, he is selling me, please help me," she cried out to him, her voice cracking with desperation. Rudra said nothing at first. His eyes fixed on her tear-streaked face . "Shaadi karogi mujhse?" he asked, his tone flat, unreadable. (Will you marry me?) She just looked at him, frozen, her lips parted but unable to speak. "Shaadi kar lo mujhse. Bacha loonga tumhe," he said again, voice steady and emotionless. (Marry me. I'll save you.) She stared at him, still mute, unable to decide what was worse. Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed across the road. Another man came running, panting heavily, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he called out to her. "Aakhir mil hi gayi tu!" he exclaimed, a mix of relief and fury etched across his face. (Finally, I found you) She turned slowly, horrified to see the face she thought she had escaped. Her husband. He reached out for her hand, but she flinched. "Chal, tera naya maalik tera intezaar kar raha hai," he said coldly. (Come, your new owner is waiting for you.) She took a step back instinctively as he advanced. The pain in her heart was louder than any scream. "Kya daam lagaya hai iska?" Rudra asked, stepping between them. (How much did you price her for?) Her husband raised a brow, confused. "Kya?" (What?) Rudra remained still, his voice low and steady. "Jitna daam lagaya hai, usse das guna zyada doonga. Bech do isse mujhe." (Whatever price you set for her, I'll give you ten times more. Sell her to me.)

Dedication To the kind of love that doesn't need voices- only eyes, silence, and two hearts that understand each other. ••☆☆☆☆•• Bani. 20 years old. Mute girl. A quiet devotee of Lord Shiva, with a heart full of faith and eyes full of unspoken dreams. An introvert by nature, innocence woven into her every step. She never believed true love would ever find her... Until fate sent someone who didn't need words to hear her soul. ••☆☆☆☆•• He wiped her tears gently. "Don't cry," he said softly. Their eyes met. "I'll protect you with my life," he promised. "Then pay with your life... because no one can protect her from me today," A voice rang out along with a gun shot.