Brotherhood!!! + bromance a happy family turn into broken ...... step brother's story ..... hate to love..... A story of betrayal, scars, and a love that fights through the pain... 🤍

A sequel to AHANA : THE BLAZING FIRE The sibling duo who left their empire, their legacy and chose their peace in life over power. It has been 2 years. Since they walked away leaving behind everything that truly belongs to them and only them. The Name . The Power. The Respect . Now he rules in an empire that he built from scratch away from the royal world . He plays with stocks like he is born playing with them. People shiver if he sighs loudly. The United States takes his name with caution. He has earned everything without a last name. Built this empire by working hard day and night while the world thought he was in a coma , maybe because he knew there would be a day when they would have to leave everything they had. But even today his eyes soften at his sister's voice. Her calls ? Never gone unanswered. His life revolves around her . He never compromised with her quality of life and always lived in luxury. He earns millions every minute just for her. He has taken a vow to never let any other women enter his life and he is going to stick to it no matter what. She is no more scared to let her walls down. She isn't that cold princess that Mysuru and The Raghuwanshi Institutions saw 2 years ago . Now she is her brother's pampered girl. Just like a normal sister throwing tantrums around and annoying him is her duty . The Rising basketball sensation of New York with secret spring skills is pursuing Indian Law online. They stand together as each other's's lifeline. Their days begins with cooking together and ends with dozing off to sleep while discussing about how their day went. That is their little universe they built for themselves. What happens when she gets into her dream athlete training university which is known for the end number of dramas? Is she going to fulfill her dream of turning into a world class athlete while also managing her law degree? What if the siblings have to return back to the same place ? stay tuned to know

Eight years ago, one brother walked away without a word. Another remained behind, tormented by the question that never stopped echoing through his life What did I do to make him leave? Now fate pulls them back into the same orbit, and Danish D Rajput finds himself trapped between love and hatred. He cannot forgive the brother who abandoned him, yet he cannot stay away from the nephew whose innocent smile threatens to break down every wall he's built. Across this emotional battlefield stand the Dhanrajgir brothers: four men as different as fire, rain, thunder, and stone. A world‑famous rockstar. An eccentric sculptor. A state‑level basketball captain. A ruthless, brilliant businessman. Bound by blood, divided by choices, and reunited by a child who has lost his mother, none of them can ignore. As old wounds reopen and buried emotions resurface, the brothers must confront the truth they've all been running from: Family isn't defined by perfection. It's defined by who stays, who returns, and who refuses to let go.

*Book 1 in "The Fractured Bond Series"

~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~• She was once the heartbeat of the Rai Singhania mansion.The laughter that softened power.The smile that lit marble halls brighter than chandeliers. Siyaisha Rai Singhania-the youngest, the purest, the most loved. Five powerful brothers stood guard around her. A father who once called her his pride. A grandparents who worshipped her existence. Until one day... love turned lethal. A single accusation shattered everything. Her father's slap branded her a witch. Her brothers called her shameless, a disgrace, a stain. Her dance ,her devotion, her soul, was dragged through filth. They said she danced to seduce men. The poison had a name-Darika A sweet face hiding venomous jealousy. She didn't want a place in the family- she wanted Siyaisha's place. Lies were whispered. Proofs were planted. Trust turned to hatred. And one stormy night, Siyaisha was thrown out of her home. No evidence. No voice.truth unheard. EIGHT YEARS PASSED. Eight years of pain, survival, and rebirth. Now she's back. Not as the naïve princess they broke but as a woman forged in fire. Unbreakable. Fearless. Untouchable. She no longer needs their love. She no longer needs their name. Because now-she is her own empire. When the broken daughter returns to the family that destroyed her... Will they realised the truth? will they beg for forgiveness? Or face the storm they created? Siyaisha is back. And this time-she's not here to be accepted. She's here to conquer. ~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~•

"I hate you," he said...his voice trembling with fury. "I hate your voice. I hate the very sound of your breathing." Before he could walk away, fingers curled around his collar, slamming him against the wall. A whisper followed...low, dangerous, and sealed like a dark promise. "It isn't hatred," he murmured. "It's love. Whether you accept it or not." "Lies," came the broken reply. "Everything you've said is a lie." "Yes, I lied," he admitted calmly. "And I'll lie again if I have to. I'll do anything....but I will never let you walk away from me." The cold sting of a syringe pressed into his skin. ~~~~●●●●~~~~~●●●●~~~~~~~~●●●●~~~~~●●●~~ Agniv Mehra, a 23-year-old Indian student, arrives in New York carrying ambition, rebellion, and a past he refuses to speak about. He doesn't follow orders. He never has. Karen Craves, a 35-year-old British professor, is authority personified-controlled, commanding, and dangerously unreadable. Everyone listens to him. Everyone obeys. Except Agniv. Two men.Two secrets. One Line should never meant to be crossed When stubborn defiance collides with ruthless obsession, boundaries blur, lies deepen, and control becomes addictive. Is this love...or something far more merciless? And when the truth finally surfaces... will either of them survive it? Tropes & Themes ●Top Student × Bottom Professor ●Dark Academia ●Power Play ●Age Gap (10 years) ●Mild BDSM ●Lies & Manipulation ●Good Boy Kink ●Indian × British ●Hidden Identities ●Obsession vs Control

Life is difficult. That's no secret. It's something that Marlowe learned at a young age. At 17 years old, she is an accomplished student and one of the underworld's most feared assassins. Though, it's not as nice as it seems. She is desperate for a way out. And eventually she finds one through the Italian Mafia. Is it the most conventional? No. But is it better than her current situation? Also most likely no. But seeing as it make her life something more than just killing, she jumps at the first chance she gets. Marlowe quickly learns that secrets in mafia families run deeper than she will ever realize. And perhaps she discovers a little more than she was expecting.

MATURE THEME⚠️‼️18+ My body stiffened instantly, every muscle locking. A hard, solid presence pressed against my back, and my pulse spiked. I froze completely, unable to move, my breath catching in my throat. And then I heard it. A whisper, low and deliberate, brushing against my ear: "You've been avoiding me. You're wearing a short dress, showing off my body to everyone else. You've also been drinking, surrounded by a hundred horny guys who just want a piece of you. You've been a bad girl, Sierra... Tell me, how should I punish you?"He said while his finger traced slow circles on your belly and while kissing my neck. The words hit me like a shockwave making me moan a little. My heart slammed against my ribs, a mixture of fear, excitement, and the thrill of being caught all at once. My body was tense, rigid, every nerve on edge. I couldn't breathe properly. I couldn't think. All I could feel was him-Tierran-his presence, his heat, the weight of his control pressing into me. My legs wanted to move, to run, but my body betrayed me, frozen in his grasp.

Once, she was the princess of the Raghuvanshi clan. The girl whose laughter echoed through the long marble corridors of the mansion. The girl whose presence alone could soften the sternest faces of the family. She was adored, protected, and cherished... the heartbeat of the Raghuvanshi name. But one night... One incident changed everything. The same people who once held her hands with love slowly began to pull away. The warmth in their eyes turned into doubt. Whispers replaced affection. And the princess who was once the pride of the family became the unspoken shame of the house. They said she had changed. They said she had lost her mind. But what no one knew was the truth buried behind those lies. One night, without anyone knowing... her own aunt sent her away. Not to another city. Not to another home. But to a mental asylum. A place where screams echoed through cold walls. Where hope died slowly every passing day. For the world outside, she had simply left the house because she craved attention... because she was dramatic... because she was unstable. No one knew the truth. No one knew about the nights she spent crying on the cold floor. No one knew how many times she tried to end her life just to escape the torture. No one knew how the innocent princess of Raghuvanshi clan slowly died inside those walls. Five years. Five long years of darkness. But storms are not born in the sky... They are born from silence, pain, and betrayal. And now She is coming back. Not as the bubbly, innocent girl they once knew. Not as the fragile princess they abandoned. She is returning as a storm wrapped in silence... A fire that will burn every lie. A vengeance that will shake the very foundation of the Raghuvanshi clan. The girl they once destroyed... has finally returned. She is Krishnaa Raghuvanshi.

" Mujhe apna ghar miljata hai tujhme " Home isn't an address or a set of walls. It's someone who makes you feel like you belong... And sometimes it's just that one person who feels safe enough to argue with... and still stay the same. Two twins. One got the legacy, the luxury, the spotlight. The other got declared dead before he could even open his eyes properly. Tough luck. He somehow survives, accidentally finds comfort in the one man who was supposed to eliminate him (ironic, right?)... and just when life starts feeling almost stable... boom. Snatched again. Because in this family, secrets are inherited faster than property.