They hated her at first... but they had no idea who she really was. Serena Carter once had a family - loud, messy, beautifully imperfect. It wasn't always easy, but it was hers. Then one accident ripped it all away, leaving her alone and unwanted. Now she's sent to live with the Morettis: four brothers and a father who see her as nothing more than the living reminder of betrayal. The stain on their perfect legacy. Ten months. That's all she needs to survive until she turns eighteen and can walk away. But hate is a dangerous thing. It turns into obsession. Into protectiveness. Into something no one expected. Because Serena has secrets - ones even she doesn't fully understand. And in a world where power is everything, she's about to prove she belongs where everyone swore she didn't. She isn't looking for love. She's fighting for something stronger: a place to finally call home. Ranks: #1 out of 11.6k : familysecrets #1 out of 35.4k : siblings #1 out of 45.8k : lovers #1 out of 46.8k : rich #1 out of 52k : trauma #1 out of 80.2k : crime #1 out of 134k : hate #1 out of 189k : dark #1 out of 238k : depression #2 out of 554k : drama #2 out of 27.1k : brothers #2 out of 123k : wattpad #4 out of 2.53M : Love #5 out of 17.7k : mafiaprincess

She's a doctor. He's a Minister. The world calls him powerful. Ruthless. Untouchable. But eight years ago... he was just a boy who kissed her. One night. One secret. One goodbye. Now destiny drags them back together. What happens when love, power, and obsession collide? Will she choose pride... or surrender to the man who never forgot her?

She was meant to marry the Younger brother. Meera's wedding to Aarav was supposed to be simple - a match arranged by two powerful families. But hours before the vows, Aarav disappears, leaving behind whispers, disgrace, and a broken bride. To protect their name, Veer Pratap Singh - the elder brother no one ever expected - is forced to take his place at the mandap. Cold. Commanding. A complete stranger. She became his wife in a moment of shame. He took her hand in silence. But his eyes? They never asked permission. Now, in a marriage born of duty, she's trapped with a man who doesn't speak of love... But watches her like she's already his. And the scariest part? Maybe she already is. Tropes🌟 Age gap romance Marriage of convenience Intense slow burn Fiancee elder brother Family honor Replaced groom Protective husband Healer to each other Shy FL X Calm Composed ML I am yours

For the past fourteen years, Anushka has lived a quiet life with her father, believing her world was simple and complete. But everything changes when she is suddenly forced to move in with her mother's family-a family she barely knows. Confused and unwilling, Anushka struggles to adjust to a life that feels stranger than she ever imagined. What she doesn't know is that her entire life has been built on secrets. Secrets about the past. Secrets about her family. And the biggest one of all-her other half. Somewhere out there, her twin brother is alive... a truth hidden from her for years. As fate begins to unfold, Anushka is unknowingly pulled into a dangerous underground world filled with power, enemies, and dark alliances. In that world, destiny has already chosen a path for her-one that will bind her forever to the man she hates the most. But in a world ruled by secrets and obsession, hate and love are often separated by a very thin line. Ig- _velvet.words

Welcome to the Academy of Chaos, where training is tough, discipline is strict, and... pranks are a daily occurrence? Meet Divya, a mischievous troublemaker who lives to annoy her rival, Karthik, the fun loving trainer with many ideas to get his revenge (and a hidden fear of ghosts). Then there's Pragya, a doctor who somehow causes more injuries than she treats, much to the dismay of Raghav, the grumpy commander who secretly wonders if she needs more training than the cadets. Between impossible drills, unexpected explosions, stolen desserts, and one unfortunate superglue incident, the academy is full of laughter, chaos, and unexpected friendships. But when a real danger threatens their team, they must put aside their rivalries and prove that they are more than just a group of misfits. With a perfect mix of action, humor, romance, and friendship, this story is for anyone who loves fierce rivalries, heartwarming moments, and characters who will make you laugh out loud. Get ready for a ride full of pranks, unexpected alliances, and bonds that no amount of superglue can break!

Dark Romance | Mature themes | 18+ There was a time when Rudransh Singh Thakur believed in love. A time when power wasn't everything. When silence didn't define him. But that was before betrayal. It made him ruthless now. Now, at thirty-four, Rudransh stood as a man the world feared a minister, whose silence carried more weight than words ever could. Nothing touched him anymore. Nothing except one. His son. Aryaman Singh Thakur Five years old. A child who had learned early that people leave... and promises don't stay. If Rudransh had built walls, Aryaman had learned to live within them. And then, she entered. Not with power. Not with demand. But with silence that matched theirs. Ishani Sharma A woman who had known pain in ways she never spoke of. Who carried her past like a shadow she couldn't outrun. Who held her child as if that alone was reason enough to survive. She didn't belong in his world. And yet, she became a part of it. A marriage not built on love, but on necessity. On power. On a name she never asked to carry. He didn't want her. His son wouldn't accept her. But she stayed. Not loudly. Not forcefully. Just... there. And in the middle of it all... there was Arohi, breathing life into the silence. A child too young to understand pain, yet the only one who carried light into a life built on shadows. And in a house where silence ruled, where love had once been broken and buried. something began to shift. Not all at once. Not enough to be called love. But enough... to change everything. Because behind power, behind silence, behind every unspoken truth lies a story hidden beneath the VEIL OF THRONE (A/n : This book is for mature audiences, contains explicit content. Do read only if you are comfortable.) #1 in Top10 in India (7/8/9/10/11/13/14) of May 2026 #2 in Top10 in India ( 12/15/16/17 ) of May 2026

Trisha's carefully arranged wedding was meant to be perfect, until her groom shattered the alliance just hours before the ceremony. She knows exactly who will be blamed for the disgrace. The princess who cannot speak. With shocked guests, hushed whispers, and a kingdom teetering on scandal, one man steps forward, the king of Ratangarh, the most powerful kingdom in Ancient Hindustan. Turning to her father, he declares, "Marry your daughter to my second son. I will take her as my daughter-in-law." Thrust into a marriage born of duty rather than choice, Trisha finds herself bound to a stranger in a land she does not know. In a world of royal intrigues, buried truths, and unspoken emotions, can a mute princess find love... or will destiny demand a far greater price?

Book - 1 (Best friends series) Aditya x Meera 🎀 Meet Mr. Aditya Singhania India's most feared mafia king. Ruthless and merciless. He's the enigmatic diamond tycoon, commands attention wherever he goes. His chiseled jawline, piercing brown eyes and a cold, calculating demeanor mask his true identity. Aditya rules his shadowy empire with a iron fist. And there's Meera Sharma a short tempered and loving girl. Who want to live her life like all freedom. But, His Obsession is a wildfire, fierce and all consuming. In a world where power bent to his will, she is the one thing he cannot control, and that it drives him mad. Her laughter haunted his sleepless nights, her defiance ignites a dangerous hunger in his veins. He craves her like a man craves air, and no amount of chaos, bloodshed, or war can extinguish his need. His world was built on fear and respect, but for her, he is willing to burn kingdoms to ash. She is his addiction, his salvation, and his madness all wrapped in the one thing he was willing to ruin himself for.

*𝘴𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩!* What happens when Naina, a lively wedding planner, collides with Aarav, the grumpy heir of the Raichand family? "Is this your idea of a warm welcome?" Aarav huffs, dripping wet after an unexpected water splash. "Well, if you didn't show up unannounced, you wouldn't be soaking wet," Naina replies. As they navigate wedding plans filled with chaos, laughter, and unexpected sparks, will Naina break through Aarav's icy exterior? Or will their banter lead to something deeper amid the wedding chaos? "Just remember," Aarav warns, "this wedding won't plan itself, and I'm not interested in drama." "Drama? Please," Naina laughs. "I'm here to make this wedding unforgettable, and that might just involve a little chaos."

So yes-another royal novel on Wattpad. But not that kind. The male lead is a king, but there's no mafia nonsense here. He's not going to shoot every man who looks at his wife. He understands that a woman can have male friends, that a handshake isn't a threat, and that not every man who speaks to the female lead is evil. Mostly because he knows something very important. She doesn't need saving. She is more than capable of breaking bones if someone touches her inappropriately, poking eyes if someone looks at her the wrong way, and knocking out teeth if someone dares to disrespect her. The female lead is not your typical Sati-Savitri, Sarvagun-Sampann heroine. Okay-she is. But she's also a bad bitch. A modern woman with ambition, power, and dreams bigger than palaces. The characters in this story are kaleshi, not toxic. And yes-there is a difference. There may not be clear villains here. And even if there are, remember this: Every villain is a victim of something too. This is a story of royalty without glorifying control. Power without erasing softness. An arranged marriage that turns into love-slowly, painfully, beautifully. Desi. Royal. Emotional. And unapologetically different. --- 𝕿𝖗𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖘 | ʀᴏyᴀʟ ᴋɪɴɢ x ʀᴏyᴀʟ ᴩʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱ | ᴄᴇᴏ/ᴋɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴜᴅᴀɪᴩᴜʀ x ᴄᴇᴏ/ᴩʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴊᴀɪᴩᴜʀ/ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴩᴀᴅ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ | ᴋᴀʟᴇꜱʜɪ ᴍʟ x ꜱᴀꜱꜱy ꜰʟ | ᴄᴀʟᴍ x ᴄʜᴀᴏꜱ | ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ'ꜱ ᴍᴇɴᴛᴏʀ x ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ'ꜱ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ | ʀɪᴠᴀʟ'ꜱ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ x ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ'ꜱ ʀɪᴠᴀʟ | ᴅᴇꜱɪ x ᴅᴇꜱi | ʜᴇ ꜰᴇʟʟ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏᴛʜ ꜰᴀʟʟ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇꜱᴛ | ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ | ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴇɴɢᴀɢᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ | ꜱʟᴏᴡ ʙᴜʀɴ | ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ᴄʀᴜꜱʜ | ꜰ