He left her waiting for two years. No love. No goodbye. Not even a glance back. Now he's back to claim what's his. Lyra thought she could outrun the shadows - but some cages aren't built with walls. They're built with silence... and she never learned how to break free.

Highest Rankings:- #99 in Wattpad #26 in brides #66 in adultromance #16 in multicouple #195 in indianromance Mehrotra's are one of the most influential families in the country with five heirs who look after the empire. Despite being cousins, these five handsome young lads are the pillars of the household and the empire. Join their story as each one of them experiences a soul-soothing, heart-wrenching and forbidden kind of love. A love that will transcend time and boundaries... This story is about brotherhood, family, healing, passion, courage and most of all, LOVE! ************************************************************************************************ Note - The pictures, gifs and media referred in the story does NOT belong to me but to their respectful owners. There is no plagiarised content in the story. It will contain mature themes so reader discretion is advised.

#book1ofBrokenseries "She took her sister's place at the altar... and his heart burned with vengeance." The book contains mature content Violence and explicit scenes, so kindly read accordingly. #2India 17/9/25 #19 forcedmarriage #93 indianromance

Today was supposed to be my 20th anniversary of marriage with Thomas, but instead of going out to celebrate, I was at home waiting for my kids to come home from school. Thomas was away on a business trip. He sent out sweet messages throughout the day, saying that he will come home soon and we would celebrate then.

I cradled him tenderly against my chest, his tears falling into the gentle folds of my kurta's neckline. "Nayan," I whispered. He only tightened his grasp on my waist, his silence speaking volumes. The thought of revealing my knowledge of his love, the woman who had long held my husband's heart, felt suffocating. But I remained silent, savoring the warmth of our first tender touch, our first embrace, as I held him to his vulnerability.

| A sweet rom-com teenage love or we can say our first love book | [#AVYAYXISHQI] (slow updates) .......................... AVYAY DAHIYA... playful sunshine lovely and the moment i saw her. I'm done. "mujhe aapse mohabbat hai, ishqi." possesive dominating anger issue she was never my type but seeing her with anyone else? nah! "bas aapko bohut chahne lage hai." hurt betray loneliness Its hurting ishqi, its hurting like someone stab on it. "i thought you're my cure but end up being my worst curse." ** ISHQI KAUSHIK.. sweet caring joyful i never thought that someone would treat me like this. That princess treatment. "aur aap is ishqi ka aakhri ishq hai." over possesive jealousy teasing why would he have to be around girls always? "aur kitno ko chaha hai aapne aaise?" forced alone sadness hurting him is just like hurting my own soul. "hame ye sab khatam karna hai ab, bas bohut hua." 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗶𝗲𝘁𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗹𝗲 𝗶𝘁? • IS THIS THE END? • THATS ONLY WRITTEN IN THEIR DESTINY? • OR THEY FIND EACH OTHER AGAIN? lets find answer of these questions together. Started on 4 june, 2024 Ended on (ongoing) --------------------- Follow @kahanibyoinc on instagram

1st book of 'Love and Pain Series' In her ninth grade, he was a senior at her school. He was not only her brother's classmate but also his best friend. She harboured feelings for him until that fateful day. On that day, she wept inconsolably, feeling utterly powerless. He was lost to her forever and would never return. There was nothing she could do to alter her destiny. With his departure, her joy and smile vanished as well. Now, it remains to be seen what fate has in store for her and for them. She was none other than Kiara Malhotra. . . #32 in crush (14 Apr 2024) #45 in lostlove #33 in suspense (25th mar 2024) #41 in #brothersbestfriend (31st mar 2024) #555 in romantic (21st mar 2024) #236 in past #839 in age gap #68 in coldhearted #92 in grumpy -------------------------------------------------------------- I invite you to give my story a chance, as I am new to this field and am putting forth my best effort to create a compelling narrative.

1 in #India 12 in #arrangedmarriage "You're mine, Jeea. Don't ever forget that." His voice is a siren, enchanting me, making me dizzy with the need to be close to him. "I know, Mr. Rathore. And you're mine." I peck his lips and he squeezes my neck in return. I can still feel the embers of his angry, lying just below the surface of his skin. "Always, jaan. It's a pleasure to be yours." His lips meet mine in a slow kiss which quickly turns into something passionate, neither of us willing to back down. I take his anger that he drowns into this kiss and show him my love in return. * Jeea Mehta has always lived in the shadow of her perfect older sister. But when a twist of fate forces her to marry Dhruv Singh Rathore-a wealthy, enigmatic man who was once promised to her sister-Jeea finds herself caught in a marriage she never wanted and a life she doesn't understand. But Dhruv is not an easy man to please. He's distant, ruthless, and heartbreakingly unattainable. And yet, beneath his icy exterior, Jeea glimpses something more-something that makes her heart betray her at every turn. As hidden truths unravel and undeniable chemistry ignites, Jeea finds herself caught in a dangerous game of love and resentment. Because while she was never meant to be his bride... she might just become something even more unexpected-his weakness. #1 in chicklit #1 in forcedrelationship

*Under major edit* Ayodhya's precious gem put to trails by treason and treachery. Follow Prince Ram as he undergoes various obstacles in his life while he struggles to uphold justice. DISCLAIMER I do not own the story! All credits go to the great sage Valmiki who compiled one of India's greatest epics 'Ramayana'

What if Devasena had a hidden twin? What if the baby who never cried was seen as a bad omen? A sign of destruction in the future? What if that baby was left alone on the forest floor, meant to be devoured by wild animals? But fate had other plans. The mountain people, who never left their land, happened to cross that path at the right time. They found the infant and took her into their arms and into their hearts. She was raised as the daughter of the mountain tribe's leader in a world far from the kingdoms of men. They named her Valli, after their goddess who married the god of war, Murugan. Blessed with a brilliant mind, she was taken under the wing of Rishi Vamadevananda. He taught her archery, swordplay, poetry, and the sacred texts. Though she never liked to fight, she learned to protect herself. Her true passion was poetry. Her people were known for their fine and rare silks. Though they never mingled with the outside world, their silks travelled across kingdoms. Valli, the lover of art, helped craft the finest fabrics and added her own touch: a secret verse embroidered on each piece. One of her silks, stitched with her soul, found its way to a palace. And it touched the heart of a man the world feared. Bhalladeva, Prince of Mahismati, who craved only power, was drawn to her words. For the first time, his heart listened. And the man the world feared began to smile, just for her. In front of her, nothing else mattered. The heart wants what it wants. What happens when the hidden twin steps into the light? When a forbidden romance is caught in the fire? Can the villain protect his love? His muse, his soul, his desire-his everything? The Villain's Muse