The man's eyes were fixed at the boy's Shivering figure. "How was your 3 days adventure MY LITTLE PRINCE" he uttered in a heart chilling tone. "I...I....a...am.....s...sorry..." the boy stammered in fear. His mind was very well aware of the consequences of his action. He knew, he was doomed, the man will never show any mercy on him. ___________✯✯_________ The boy was thrashing and shouting frantically in their hold but the guards betrayed no emotions. They were trained that way. In no time, they again presented the kid infront of the man. "Nahi!....nahi please!.... mujhe jaane dijiye yaha se!.....chodo mujhe!....chodo please!...." The kid shouted, struggling in their holds helplessly. ___________✯✯_________ The man's eyes were darkly staring at the boy, while the boy's face forcefully jerked to another side, his pale cheek immediately showed the dark angry red imprints of his father's fingers. _________________🥀🥀🥀_________________ ⚠️DISCLAIMER:- It's a Multi Couple story, based on BROTHERHOOD, TRUE FRIENDSHIPS and FAMILY LOVE. #collage romance. #mafia King. #Drug addict and health issues. (*Kindly Dive into the story to know more☺️. Not a pro in writing descriptions yet.) Thank you Author Amaya🥀 #Trap : A Journey Towards Light......

(UNDER EDITING) "Is blood always thicker than water?" Sometimes, the most profound family bonds are forged not by blood, but by heart and soul. Innayat explores the beautiful journey of four young men bound together by shared struggles, laughter, and unbreakable loyalty. Arnav Malhotra, a calm and compassionate aspiring doctor, hides a broken heart behind his warm smiles. His brother, Abhay, is fierce and sarcastic, protecting his vulnerable side by burying it deep. Adrith, a troubled soul with a lively spirit, fights his inner battles alone. And Reyansh, the bubbly boy , lives by one motto: to stand by his brothers through every high and low. What will unfold when their lives collide, bringing each of their unique worlds together? Join Innayat to explore a heartfelt saga of brotherhood, resilience, and the bonds that transcend blood.

RATED M FOR LANGUAGE AND OTHER STUFF. Kuhu looked at the portrait hung on the wall, the smile on her face becoming increasingly strained with each passing moment. She shifted her attention to her brothers, hoping for some solace. They were all admiring the woman in the portrait who also happened to be THEIR mother. Only their mother. She turned to leave the living room, completely unnoticed. Her footsteps echoed in the empty alley, her heartbeat even louder. As she closed the door behind her, tears gushed to her eyes of their own accord. She didn't know why, she didn't know how...but her feet carried her to the most overlooked drawer of her closet. Inside a forgotten personal diary lay a crippled photograph. One that would never find it's way to the living room. One that was destined to always remain a photograph and never a portrait. Her mother. Only her mother. It was a gift from the most vile woman she had known in life. Her maasi. She had gifted her the picture nearly 5 years back. Not as her mother's remembrance but as a reminder of her legacy. She brought the photo close to her chest and whispered, "I love you, mumma." - "This is your legacy, Kian. Your destiny was carved long before your first breath. You were never meant to walk the same path as your brothers. Your purpose is far greater than theirs." the man said, his eyes gentle despite the sharpness in his words. Kian didn't flinch. "I will never become what my brothers chose not to be." he said stiffly, conviction brimming in his eyes. "Even at the cost of those same brothers' life?" the gentleness was gone. All he could see was a devilish, threatening glint. Kian's jaw clenched. "A pest like you can't even touch my brothers!" The man chuckled. "Pests are underrated, Kian. They move unseen, untamed, untraced and thus...they know much more than they must." "Whatever that means?" "That means..." the man stepped closer. "You know the Devil more than anyone else."

Life of a man who is maintaining distance from his son and brother. "Once, we were a home. Now, we're just memories trying not to hurt." Disclaimer:- :-Grammatical mistakes🙃 :-Poor english 🤧

When home finally feels like home, and their Hasret of togetherness is complete... yet the shiddat, the intensity, the pain of everything that follows, still lingers, waiting quietly to write its own story. Join the Oberoi brothers again, as they once again find their way back to each other, before everything falls into place-or before there's nothing left for them.

Rishto Ke Khaas Pal A collection of heartwarming one shots from the worlds of Inaayat and Panaah. These are the moments that never made it into the main stories. The soft memories hiding between big chapters. The quiet conversations that changed everything. The laughter that filled their home when no one was watching. The little wounds. The unexpected healing. The love that grew in the silence of everyday life. Each chapter brings you closer to the Malhotra universe. Arnav and Siddharth learning to carry their scars. Abhay standing like a shield for the ones he loves. Reyansh and Adhrit finding comfort in the arms that promise they are safe. The Panaah family crossing paths with them in ways that warm the heart. This book is for the moments that stay with you long after they pass. The moments that turn people into family. These are the special fragments that shaped their relationships. These are their khas pal.

a siblings saga A 12 year old boy who was left by his parents at an orphan years later has made himself capable but now his past has once again knocked on his door as a nightmare as a responsibility a mafia a brat hate their elder brother are now under his supervision a boy hidden in shadow comes forwards with a plea what will happen don't judge the story just peep into to know

𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐚𝐡 - 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 (𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐) "𝘬𝘢𝘩𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘧 𝘯𝘢𝘢𝘮 𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯... 𝘢𝘶𝘳 𝘬𝘢𝘩𝘪 𝘬𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘧 𝘦𝘩𝘴𝘢𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘯 𝘫𝘢𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯." The Malhotras built their world brick by brick- after tearing down the darkness that once caged them. But what happens when that darkness returns... not as an enemy, but as a boy? Fragile. Silent. Haunted. He isn't looking for a home. He doesn't even believe in one. But destiny has other plans. Because sometimes, Panaah isn't a place... It's a person. Or five of them.

The story revolves arround the pain and sufferings of the brothers.... Armaan had denied the existence of Aransh.. WHY?? To know the reason you need to Peep in... This book is the continuation of Book SAAZISH.. so to understand this you need to read that book