Some bonds are chosen. Others are carved into your soul. Vivienne didn't believe in vampires until she started to suspect her prince might be one. Which will she sacrifice - humanity or love? ***** Vivienne lives in a world where girls are chosen to become consorts of royalty, aristocrats and the filthy rich. When she catches the eye of a mysterious prince, she begins to suspect that the elite members of society aren't quite human. Her childhood friend, Blake, warned her about vampires before he died under suspicious circumstances - but now she might be bonded to one of the most powerful undead. Who can she trust? And more importantly - can she stop herself from falling in love? [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Anastasia Wright

The Rathores are more than a family-they are an empire built on loyalty, fire, and blood. 🌸 She was once their doll, their baby, their princess. Now Naina Rathore is a woman-her smile still the heartbeat of the empire, her happiness still the family's holy law. 🔥 For her smile, they burned once. But now? For her smile, they will reign. A saga of love, loyalty, family, and fire-where kingdoms bend, empires bleed, and smiles rule stronger than guns.

In the heart of Rajasthan, hidden behind ancestral palaces, silk sarees, and soulful festivals, the Rathore family lives a life that seems straight out of a fairytale-except it's not. To the world, they are royalty. To the underground, they are power. But to Naina Rathore, they are just her family-her annoyingly overprotective brothers, her loving papas and mamas, and her warm, comforting home. She doesn't know she's the only one kept in the dark. Born years after bloodshed, Naina was a miracle. Her brothers made a silent vow that day-to protect her from every gun, lie, and scar the family carried. She became their Princess, their Cupcake, their Doll, their Nain, their Rosie. But secrets don't stay buried forever. And when a storm brews-one that even the Rathores can't control-Naina must confront the truth: Who her brothers really are? And who is she? Will love and loyalty be enough when her world begins to shatter?

.·:*¨༺ "𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓾𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓛𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼" ༻¨*:·. ┏━━°❀•°:🎀:°•❀°━━━━━┓ 𝗥𝘂𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗸𝗮 ┗━━°❀•°:🎀:°•❀°━━━━━┛ The innocent, selfless girl endured constant neglect and cruel taunts, always hearing words. "𝘉𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯," "𝘜𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴," "𝘜𝘯𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥." For the first fourteen years of her life, the people she called as family abandon her at an orphanage, severing all ties with her. She bore the pain with a smile, accepting the harshness, but when they finally left her behind, it broke her. Shattered, yet not defeated, she found strength in her faith, trusting in God to guide her through the pain. Just when it seemed like she had reached her breaking point, her life took a sudden turn. She was adopted by a towering, intimidating man. Shivendra Rathore, a ruthless businessman, once the feared Mafia King known as SR, was a force to be reckoned with. A man who was the father of five boys, each one intimidating, cold, and aggressive. Will Ruhanika be able to change their hearts? Will she be the one to melt the tough exterior of these devils? Will she ever find the true family she's longed for? Follow Ruhanika's journey as she learns that family isn't defined by blood, but by the heart. A story of love, transformation, and finding where you truly belong. "𝓐 𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝓭𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓹𝓾𝓶𝓹 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓪𝓼 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮" - 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐧

Her eyes widened when she saw him, she asked out, '' What are you doing here sir? Please go, my husband will reach home soon '', her chin dropped. He stated, lifting her jaw until---their eyes met,'' Do you think your so called husband can do anything to me Sunspark ? '' She interrogated, removing his fingers from her chin,'' Why are you here?---Just leave my house ''. He smirked, his eyes burning with lust and something she couldn't name----, ''You already know why I am here. If you don't want everyone to listen your moans then go to your bed, I want you on your hands and knees or else I'll make you scream like whore infront of your in laws '', she stepped back, her eyes sparkled with fear. '' No, please, I'll not do it '' , she mutters, her chest heaves with courage. '' Do you want your childrens to listen their mother's sweet moans sunspark? '' he smirked in a dangerous way, her heartbeats raises in fear and anguish. At last, She reached near the bed, she got on her all fours. ✿⁠ She's married , has a husband even two kids.She's a science teacher at a government school. ⁠ He's a politician, he's unmarried, he thinks woman fall for his physique and money, which is almost true. When her school organised an annual function, he was invited to their school as the chief guest. when he saw her, he instantly fell for her, he tried to claim her. He kidnapped her daughter so that he can make her his. She tried to rescue her daughter but ended up being trapped by him. Is he genuinely interested in her? or does he wants to exert control ? How will her husband react when he gets to know them ? Or is there are some other mysteries on the path? To know about it kindly read the story.

NOT ALL ARMY TALES ARE SAD! "𝗘𝗸 𝗻𝗮𝘇𝗮𝗿 𝗺𝗲𝗶𝗻, 𝘄𝗼𝗵 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗼 𝗱𝘂𝗻𝗶𝘆𝗮 𝗸𝗶 𝘀𝗮𝗯𝘀𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗮𝗴 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝗹𝗮𝗴 𝗿𝗮𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲, 𝗹𝗲𝗸𝗶𝗻 𝗱𝗶𝗹 𝗸𝗶 𝗯𝗮𝗮𝘁 𝗸𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗮𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗶 𝘁𝗵𝗶." Army Man ✓ Adventure ✓ Banters ✓ Strong FL ✓ Realistic Yet Cliche moments ✓ Happy Ending ✓ When strict Army officer Samay Wadhwa meets vivacious interior designer Sunaina Rao, sparks ignite instantly-but not the romantic kind. What a saga, full of investigations, banter, and unexpected emotions. As Samay's world of order collides with Sunaina's artistic chaos, will their hearts solve the puzzle neither of them saw coming? Tropes : Slow Burn Romance Age Gap Man in Uniform Military Romance Grumpy x Sunshine Army x Interior Designer Opposite Attract Adopted Child Royal Family Roots Emotional Start : 26/11/2024 Completed : 26/01/2025

_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. THIS STORY IS WRITTEN WITH THE HELP OF "AI",BUT STORY LINE IS MY OWN. Please read whole story.male lead have a really good character development This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!

When photography student, Willow Kennedy, gets offered an internship with her college's renowned ice hockey team, The Michigan Wolverines, she anticipates three things: 1) Her twin brother being an unbearable and over-protective nightmare. 2) Her photographs not making any real impact whatsoever. 3) The team completely shutting out the curly-haired girl pointing a camera in their faces. What Willow didn't take into account, however, was the Wolverine's team captain. Rumoured NHL first draft pick, dreamboat and total game changer- Tate Wilder. With his infectious dimpled smile, sparkling green eyes and addictive personality, Tate quickly turns Willow's internship into a life-changing and eye-opening experience- one filled with love, friendship and opportunities. Willow didn't meet the Michigan Wolverines looking for love, and funnily enough neither did Tate, but love soon found them. ********* "Pretty please?" Her lip juts out in an irresistible pout and you'd almost think she was a sweet innocent flower judging by the puppy dog eyes she's flashing me. But that image is little tarnished by the hand she has dipped into my boxers. I can feel my Adams apple bob as I reply. "O-okay. Fine, you win this time." The smile I get in response is absolutely blinding. A full, mega-watt grin with teeth, crinkled eyes and blush on the apples of her cheek. I'll let her win everything if I get that fucking smile in return.

Content to live in his superstar twin's shadow, Evan Reed never expected to join the volleyball team-or fall for his brother's best friend. But one accidental collision sets off a whirlwind of spikes, secrets, and unexpected feelings that just might pull him into the spotlight for good. *** Evan has spent his entire life living in the shadow of his twin brother and volleyball prodigy, Ethan Reed. And to be honest? He likes it there. No expectations, no pressure, just quiet. That is, until one day he trips and falls into a boy, and subsequently triggers a highly dramatic series of events that starts with him reluctantly joining the volleyball team, and ends with him dating his brother's best friend. (And unfortunately, after all of it, he's still on the volleyball team.) *** NOW COMPLETED

Heartstrings - Book 2 Can be read as a standalone "Tum pyar ke bina rah logi?" He asked, his eyes glistening with something I couldn't understand. Was he about to cry? Did I see tears in his eyes of was it just my imagination. I nodded, my love should be enough for us as long as we are by each other's side. "Shayad aapke bina nhi rah paungi par." I mumbled softly, not meant for him to hear but he did anyways. "Irisha," My name from his mouth gave me butterflies as I smiled at him, a full blown one and forwarded my hands to him. "Here, find your name in my mehndi. You win if you are able to find it and if you don't I win and as far as I know Veer Singh Raichand doesn't loose." He chuckled and then softly whispered, "And yet it feels like I am loosing to you." I opened my mouth to say something but the others joined us and I decided not to say anything as he easily found his name on the side of my ring finger and everyone hooted. 𓇼🐚☾☼🦪 Veer singh Raichand, is known for his reserved demeanor and icy facade. His family means everything to him, and he will go to any lengths to protect their legacy. Irisha mehra, a warm-hearted, free spirited girl who finds solace in her small bakery. Her family cherishes her, and her baked delights are her life. When fate orchestrates an arranged marriage between the 'one that shines brighter than the rainbow' and the 'one who who is immersed in darkness' their worlds collide in a storm of emotions. Veer, a man of few words, is baffled by Irisha's cheerful nature, which disrupts his carefully constructed life. Irisha, with her innocence and resilience, captures his attention and when hearts clashes, ruin is bound to happen.