ASP Arham Afraz, a man whose world had shrunk to crime scenes, cold bullets, and the relentless pursuit of justice. Until one phone call changed everything. "Your father, Afraz Meer, has been in an accident." A pause. "Your mother was also in the car." Mother? They must mean his father's second wife. Then came the final blow. "Your father has named you the legal guardian of your younger siblings." Wait... what? Siblings? Guardian? Did he hear that right? ____________________ Two brothers lived under the same roof, yet the bond between them was tangled in places neither of them knew how to reach. The elder one had grown up in the shadow of loss. A childhood carved by unanswered questions, by grief that arrived too early, by a night that stole more than any child should be forced to lose. And then there was the stepbrother. Unlike the older one, he had grown up wrapped in warmth, surrounded by voices that called his name with affection. He had always believed love was something you gave freely, something people naturally returned. Until his elder brother entered the house. That was when he first felt it, the distance. A quiet, cold space between them he couldn't understand, one that made him question himself in ways he never had before. For the first time, he felt unseen. At first, he mistook the pull in his chest for guilt, a silent ache telling him he owed something to the elder one whose place in the family had been dimmed for his sake. But as time passed, he understood it wasn't guilt at all. It was longing. Longing for something he had never had to fight for before, a whole family. A brother whose silence he wished he could interpret. A bond he wished he knew how to claim. A place in that guarded heart he desperately hoped wasn't locked forever. What pulled him toward the elder one was no apology. It was love. It was hope. It was the quiet belief that maybe, just maybe, broken families could still find ways to feel complete. __________

Book 2 The youngest of the Roy siblings, Zaara has always lived in the warmth of her brother's protection, especially Viren, whose love is both her greatest strength and her most formidable barrier. Now, as she dares to chase her own dreams, she finds herself standing at a crossroads: What happens when the one person she loves, admires, and cannot bear to defy becomes the very obstacle she must overcome? Determined to carve her own path, Zaara embarks on a journey that will test her courage, resilience, and the bonds of family. Along the way, she encounters two brothers, each carrying scars from a fractured past, their lives woven with secrets and silent heartbreak. As their paths cross, will the two lost brothers learn that letting go is the greatest act of love? Join the journey of Sunehri Lehrein, as the Roy siblings, Viren, Veer, and Zaara, step beyond their self-made boundaries and learn to live as a family of four, with Ahana Viren Arora joining their lives as the 'saviour' she is meant to be. Chapter 5: "How long do we have?" Veer asked, rushing to the driver's seat, exhaustion from his night duty evident, but his sister's dream mattered more. "17 minutes," Zaara whispered, bracing herself for his glare. He'd bury her alive for sure. "How far is the place, Miss Punctual?" he sighed, sarcasm lacing his words. "9 kilometers," she replied, sneaking a side-eye from the front seat. The car's engine roared to life "Impossible, in this Pune traffic?" Veer muttered, glancing at the ticking clock-16 minutes, 30 seconds left "Possible," came a voice from outside. Ahana appeared by his window, urging him out. "Bhabhi, aap? It's too risky-" Veer started, but Ahana slid into the driver's seat, taking control. "Bhabhi, this is showing 14 kms!" Zaara exclaimed, fear rising. "Shh, sit back and relax," Ahana said, her voice calm-unlike her driving, which tore through the streets like a cheetah unleashed.

Lilah Ivy Black daughter of Luciano and Levi Black is one of the most loved and youngest Billionaires in Italy. She is the sweetest, kindest, and most innocent girl you're gonna ever meet. She is getting along with her loving family, overprotective brothers, overly protective bodyguard and two obsessive dogs who love her to death. But her fear of men never left her alone. But she isn't alone, who is suffering through her fears. Her family is also fighting their own battles but they are each other's strength and happiness. But will they be able to get through this phase of life and stay as a Family forever? Read to find out............

They thought that she was dead before she got to live. They have been deceived by the person they were supposed to trust. She grew up loved, but that all changed making her life a true nightmare. She has scars that will forever follow her no matter were she went. What will happen when she finds out the truth about who she is. How will they handle the newfound truths and cruel revelations?

╰┈➤ ❝No, I'm fine, I'm lying on the floor again.❞ She's a little rabbit amidst a pack of hungry wolves. A prey amidst a pack of predators. A flickering light amidst a jungle of darkness. Her kindness is her vulnerability, a soft heartbeat in the face of merciless, sharp fangs. Yet, in the midst of this peril, there's a quiet strength, a glimmer of innocence that refuses to be extinguished. She may be small, but they aren't the only ones with secrets. How does one go from being a normal 15 year old with the best family she could ask for to being the unknown daughter of a billionaire? From skipping through life like its a path of roses to finding danger in every breath she takes? From dancing to baby shark as she walked home to playing video games in a private jet? Ask anyone, they would say she is a combination of water and fire. A shimmering river that will flow in whichever way you direct her and also a blubbering stumbling fool that might or might not burn down a building if left unsupervised. In her defense the ground is 'madly in love with her' and danger is a 'clingy ex'. Welcome to the life of Palak; a carefree overthinker, a sensitive rock, a withering laughing fool. She doesn't break, but she sure as hell is covered in bruises. This is Palak. An oblivious Mafia Princess. The Bubbly Heiress of Chaos. Will she be able to keep her smile or will she end up loosing it forever?

"I can give you grandchild without marriage too mom" Mira said after listening to her mom's useless reason making everyone shock. Yeah???? "I...I mean adop...adoption you know" Mira stuttered but nervously smiled "Don't you love someone?" Janvi asked with pity in her eyes for her daughter. "Ab Is GenZ vale jamane me Dev Anand ya Sharukh Khan milna mushkeel ho geya hai!" Mira Said dramatically "You are way too filmy, ese toh koi nhi milega!" Neha told her with a knowing look. "Then I am happy single!" She told her. "Beta You Are Getting Old!????????" Janvi said to which Akhil choked on his food on other hand Mira's eyes widen in shock and Neha laughed loudly holding her stomach. Bezzati ???? *** She suddenly bumped into someone which made her lose her balance, she waited to touch the ground which never happened, someone hold her right hand and saved her. Mira opened her eyes and was surprised to find a familiar yet unfamiliar face infront of her, she was mesmerized by him. His face was calm, he had light beard, his brown eyes were hidden behind his frameless specs, he was looking descent yet hot in the black kurta with rolled sleeves, her eyes fell on his hand which was holding hers just to get more attracted by his veiny arm. She looked into his eyes again which were already looking at her making her heartbeat run like a rollercoaster. For Mira, everything stopped and the only song was playing in her mind. Tum bhi ho... main bhi Hoon Paas aao toh keh doon Aakhir kyun pal mein yun Diwaana main ho gaya Tumhe jo maine dekha Jo hosh tha woh toh gaya . . #284 out of 2.31 Million (in Love) #12 out of 99.9K (on Wattpad) #164 out of 101K (In Secret) #143 out of 173K (in comedy) #155 out of 115K (in best friend) #156 out of 477K (in fiction) #24 out of 63K (in crush) #128 out of 299K (in lovestory)

Prologue Prayagraj! The city of Sangam! The city where "their" lives stumbled upon each other, and every heavenly entity froze to witness their extraordinary confluence. Meet Arjun Singh Shekhawat,a single glare from him and you would know what the phrase "cold shivers" actually means.A twenty- six year old man with a face so beautiful that would even put the angels to shame.Tall? Absolutely. Muscular? Without a doubt. Arrogant? You bet. An ACP officer? Check that off too. He was all business, all the time. But life had a surprise in store for him - one that was about to challenge his tough exterior in ways he never saw coming. And then there's Avani Shree, a twenty year old med student who knows her way around a hospital as much as she knows her way around a sarcastic retort.Dare to mess with her or her loved ones and you would find yourself in hell- her hell. Behind her cool and playful exterior is a brain of Maa Sarswati, strength of Maa Durga and temper of Maa Kali,she has all the power to burn you down to ashes. When fate tosses ACP Arjun and Avani together, it's a clash of personalities like no other. Their witty comebacks turn into a game of tag that's about to lead them somewhere they've never been before. But wait, here's the twist: With every sarcastic remark,curse and heated glance towards each other,they are also about to exchange something which is "beautifully stupid". Amidst the dangers lurking around and the dark shadows of the past- a rose is blossoming.A rose so beautiful and pure that the thorns growing with it- on it is slowly losing its significance. But, could this be true? Are thorns that easy to be outshined by a single rose?Or are they going to evolve into something far more dangerous and agonizing? And so begins a tale of unexpected bonds and hearts that refuse to be ignored. Get ready for a journey that'll make you smile, laugh, blush and maybe shed a tear or two. Because some stories do start with- a kick at first sight.

An Indian High School Romance where eyes talk more than words.... ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Meet my Two Individuals SHIVAAY SHARMA is a Commerce topper, an ambivert who is straightforward with everyone-except one person. Known as the school's Centre of Attraction, he is a blend of a nerd with glasses and a hot physique, making him the Popular Guy everyone notices. As the Head Boy of the school, Shivaay exudes charm and intellect. BHAWNA TRIVEDI, on the other hand, is a Science topper. She is introverted, blunt, and strict, preferring to keep a low profile despite her popularity due to her striking looks. She despises being in the limelight and harbors a strong distaste for love. As the Head Girl of the school, she carries herself with an air of discipline and authority. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Dive into this story full of unrequited love, destiny, comedy, friendship, and the trials of school life. Told through a series of flashbacks, this slow-burn narrative will capture the essence of youth, relationships, and the bittersweet journey of growing up. MULTICOUPLE STORY: Each couple brings a different trope to life, weaving together various dynamics that will keep you hooked. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ DISCLAIMER: THE IDEA IS MINE AND I WON'T TOLERATE THE COPYING OF MY BOOK. BUT CRITICISM AND FEEDBACK ARE ALWAYS WELCOME 🙏 🤗 THANKYOU FOR CHOOSING MY BOOK AND HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT TIME READING IT!!!!!

"I will break you beyond repair".... Vihaansh growled. "But I will cherish you and heal you till my last breath," Ishika replied, her voice unwavering. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- "Rose, I beg of you... If you want you can kill me, but please don't leave me Jaan, Take me along, please...?" Vihaansh pleaded, tears streaming down his face and his sobs wrenching from the depths of his soul. But no reply... ‐‐-----------‐------------------------------------------------- Here Starts a tale of a ruthless man's guilt-driven story, who is left all alone in the World and has no one to wipe his tears, give him a shoulder to sob, be a reason to smile. But he can't end his life because ......... Because she left behind their cherished symbol of love, a testament to their once-shared bond, with every breath he takes, he relives the moment she departed, a silent witness to the pain that now defines his existence. She left their Symbol of love with him. But he only breathes he left living the moment she left him. He behaves like a happy daddy before their bacha. He is a perfect Dad. But he remains haunted by the absence of a motherly presence for his daughter. He can't even share his sorrow, his dismay. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- What will happen to him as he carries the weight of his guilt? Can he ever find a way to make up for his mistakes and find happiness again? All rights are reserved by your author @Rashi_Jha🌼(by me ofc) #65 Wattpad #95 wattpad #1 in the Eternal Series .......UNDER EDIT............

Page 1- How do most of the romance movies start? Probably with the 'SWEET' girl giggling and smiling showing off her soft personality. That doesn't mean I'm sour or some hard girl just because my story literally starts with the bride jumping off the window. Or worse? That too with the groom! Oh well, Why the hell am I even comparing my trailer sized life with a movie? Moreover, Romance in my life? NAHHH! ~ "You want me to kiss you here, infront of everyone, sweetheart? Is that how much I've spoiled you?"