# 1 -- Abusivehusband ⚠️ Content Warning: This story contains themes of abuse, emotional manipulation, violence, trauma, forced marriage, and mature situations. Reader discretion is advised. His revenge had a name. Siya Sharma-an innocent, quiet, reserved girl who became the price for a crime she never committed. Believing her father destroyed his family, ruthless mafia king Rudra Singh Rathore forces Siya into a marriage built on hatred. Trapped in a mansion with the man who despises her, Siya must survive his cruelty while hiding a fragile hope of escape. But when revenge begins to blur into something neither of them expected, will love heal the scars... or will hatred destroy them both?

"I-im sorry please don't hurt me" I whimper as he steps towards me with slow steps. "You fucking ran, what did I say would happen if you did?" He seethes. I dont answer staring at him in fear. ♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡ "𝐀𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥, 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞." ♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡ ⋆. 𐙚˚࿔ Broken Winter 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ "P-please don't," I sob. Zayden stood behind me, one hand gripping my shoulder to keep me in the chair, the other holding a sharp pair of scissors. "It's just a haircut, darling," he said with a dark smile. "P-please. You know how much I love my hair," I begged. He lowered his head until his lips were close to my ear, his voice dropping to a murmur. "And that's exactly why I'm going to cut it," he whispered with a smirk. ♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡ Winter is an innocent girl, sheltered by her father most of the time she barely interact with the outside world. It all ends when a man enters her life kidnaps her and decides shes his victim for his revenge. Will Winter escape him? ♡♡♡ Zayden wants vengeance for his sister. Instead of taking revenge from Winters father he takes her. Why? Because she simply took his interest at first sight. Will zayden be satisfied once his revenge is complete?

A royal contract marriage brings Arjun and Tara together, even though they never expected it. He is a calm and protective man who believes in actions more than words. She is a strong but guarded girl who has learned to live with her past. But why did Arjun agree to a marriage he was never supposed to be part of? And what is it about Tara's past that makes her fear even the idea of trust? What starts as an arrangement slowly turns into something deeper... but love is not easy when trust is broken, secrets are hidden, and a past she never escaped begins to follow her again. And he was never supposed to be her groom... but he became the one who stayed.

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Can You Hear My Heart? Drishtika Raghuvanshi was the true heiress of India's most influential family. But she never lived like one. Swapped at birth by a greedy maid, she spent sixteen years in an orphanage while the maid's daughter, Aradhya, stole her identity and lived as the beloved Raghuvanshi princess. When the truth was finally revealed, Drishtika believed she had finally found her family. Instead... She found betrayal. Manipulated by Aradhya, her own parents and brothers misunderstood her, distrusted her, and blamed her for everything. Broken and alone, Drishtika died with only one regret-she had spent her entire life longing for a family that never truly accepted her. But fate had other plans. She opens her eyes once again... On the very day her biological parents arrive at the orphanage to take her home. This time, she vows to expect nothing from them. No love. No trust. No affection. She'll simply live for herself. However, something impossible happens. Can love rewrite destiny? Can trust be rebuilt before history repeats itself? Or will the shadows of the past destroy her second chance? A heartwarming rebirth story filled with family love, emotional healing, laughter, hidden identities, and sweet sibling chaos.

Update only on Saturday and Sunday ❝ 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐌𝐨𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧. ❞ ══════════ ❖ ══════════ 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝑶𝑵𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹'𝑺 𝑮𝑰𝑭𝑻 𓂃 𝑨 𝑩𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒗𝒂 𝑺𝒊𝒏 𓂃 ══════════ ❖ ══════════ One secret. Three killers. Zero mercy. †--------------------† Five-year-old Feodora was a secret Maksim Volkov never meant to keep because he never knew she existed. Raised in the shadows by her mother, Irina, Feodora was a "Blessing" hidden from the cold, violent world of the Bratva. But when her mother's light goes out, the little girl is left at the iron gates of the Volkov estate-the only home of the "Iron Tsar." Waiting behind those gates are three predators who have never known a gentle touch. Forged in blood and trained to rule through fear, they don't see a sister-they see a liability in a war that never ends. In a house built on sins and silence, she is a gift they never asked for and a target they aren't prepared to shield. Will the secret that brought her here be the very thing that destroys the Volkov empire? When the monsters finally face a child with their own eyes, who will blink first? Who will break first-the monsters or the blessing? Can they keep her safe when the greatest threat might be the blood flowing through their own veins? 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚'𝒗𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑮𝒐𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘

Ten years ago, Konstantin Saint Moretti-Volkov and Alexander Volkov-Moretti built an empire feared by the world-and a family they would burn it all down to protect. With their adopted sons, Dominic and Damien, now grown into men every bit as ruthless as the fathers who raised them, they believed their story was complete. They were wrong. When two shattered fifteen-year-old twins are thrust into their lives, old wounds are ripped open, buried monsters awaken, and the Moretti-Volkov family is tested in ways power can never fix.

"Doll come here right now" he glared angrily. "No way" I said softly looking straight at him. He came running at me and held my wrist tightly in his hand. "Leave me Yuvraj it hurts" I winced in pain. Students and teachers were looking at us but nobody dared to say anything to Yuvraj Kapoor. "Why won't you listen to me once.When i say you will do as I say then you will do it there is never a no in my dictionary" he declared and looked at me scarily. I didn't say anything and followed him because I know nobody is going to stop him not even myself. __________________________________ Let's see what will happen when a pure and beautiful soul collides with a dominant handsome monster. This is Aditi Bhatia and Yuvraj Kapoor's story ❤️‍🔥

She was six. He was sixteen. One promise changed both their lives forever. When a night of bloodshed stole everything from them, sixteen-year-old Aviraj Rathore vowed to fulfill the dying wish of her father-to protect little Aira and marry her only when she became an adult. He built walls no danger could cross. A mansion she never had to leave. A life where every step was watched, every tear was wiped away, and every fear was his to carry. To the world, it was protection. To Aira, it was home. She never questioned the rules. Never doubted the man who became her entire world. But curiosity has a way of blooming... even inside the safest cage.

She lost everything in a single day. He got a phone call he wasn't prepared for. Aria Mehra lost her parents and gained a guardian she barely knows. Dhruv Mehra lost his father and gained a responsibility he never asked for. He's cold. She's soft. They share blood but not a single memory. Two strangers. One blood. Zero idea how to exist in the same space. But grief has a way of leaving people with no choice. Half of a stranger is still half of something.Maybe that's enough to start.