victoria, taken by the russian mafia at the age of 3, attempts to assassinate 3 brothers part of the italian mafia. she gets taken for questioning by them and ends up finding out that she is their sister. warning: romance (spice warnings so you can skip those parts), nightmares, violence, and other mature themes. note: hi guys ur girl is back! i know this isn't my usual fanfic typa story but i wanted to try world building so here I am! also none of the images are mine, creds to all og artists/photographers :) note 2: once again, i am not an author! i write purely for fun so please be patient and if you don't like my writing you dont have to read my work :) even though this intro is not proper grammar i swear i aim for normal essay/novel formatting for all my works. note 3: any and all feedback is appreciated. if you have any suggestions or even want to write a scene and send it to me i will be happy to include them :) thank you all so much for reading and I hope you like my story. (aiming for completion around jan 2026, multiple updates daily since most of my chapters have already been written, once i edit i will upload each chapter) enjoy! ;) #1 in sorellina #2 in fightclub #2 in assassin #4 in italianmafia #5 in aggressive #6 in victoria #9 in mafia #24 in nightmares

Isha never wanted wealth, crowns, or castles. She only wanted a simple life-one where survival was enough. But fate had other plans. A single truth shatters her world: she carries the blood of the Rathores, one of the most powerful royal lineages. Suddenly, she is thrust into palaces dripping with luxury, guarded by walls of secrets, and watched by a family that accepts her only by name, never by heart. Her new life is filled with cold brothers, a father who hides his sorrow behind laughter, and a legacy that demands perfection. Because in this empire, blood is not just thicker than water-it's the sharpest weapon of all. And Isha must decide: will she shine like royalty, or bleed like the rest?

Previously known as Yearning For You The way I see it, our fates appear to be intertwined. Years have gone by, and a new generation rises but still, our mistakes will be theirs too. Our sorrows are theirs too, our love is theirs too, our story and theirs too, a repetition of history. New love found, still, the shackles of revenge tie it down. The 2nd generation of Kumkum Bhagya had so much potential. But in the end, it only left a sour taste in everyone's mouth. This story is my attempt to fix it.

Jag se haari nahi main, khud se haari hoon maa. Ek din chamkungi lekin, tera sitaara hoon maa. When the whole world was against Riya Mehra, her mother came back to from the dead to defend her.

this story is about the Khan family and their upside down and twisted bonds between each other as some hate each other whereas the other half loves each other and supports each other.

👑 Royal Princess 👑 A diamond born from a century of longing, a heart raised by a family of boundless love. For ten generations, the Royal family waited. Then, with a joyful flourish, Princess pranalika arrived, shattering a century of tradition and becoming the most precious jewel of her dynasty. Born after a monumental wait, pranalika is not just a princess-she is the living dream of an entire clan. She is endlessly adored and hopelessly spoiled by a devoted court that includes: * Eight Protective Elder Brothers: Her personal army and cheerleaders. * Loving Parents & Grandparents: The pillars of her world, who see no fault in their darling. * The Adopted Bua (Aunt): Her confidante and partner-in-crime. Cradled in luxury from the moment she was born, Pranalika possesses a unique mix of charm and challenge. She is innocent in the ways of the world but has the delightfully challenging spirit of a little brat. Her every whim is law, her word is final, and her defining trait is a fierce stubbornness that has only been encouraged since childhood. But when a world built on indulgence starts to clash with the reality of her royal destiny, will this pampered, persistent princess be forced to finally grow up? Dive into the story of Princess pranalika: a modern-day royal who learns that the only thing more powerful than a generation of love is the unstoppable force of her own stubborn heart. (The book is a complete work of mine, and a complete work of imagination.......... Do not copy. )

The story of a reincarnated villainess. "It's your life now." Sometimes we find peace in our constant suffering, sometimes we break free of our suffering, but sometimes, we escape to a foreign land were, where newfound family becomes our own. Then we call that place home. Evanora Esmeray. A talented magician. Under her cold persona and her image as the aristocrat society leader, and a villainess, she hides the warmth she has for her family and friends. It's not surprise that she couldn't leave a man dying in the forest, but did she know what trouble she was getting into? Of course not. Crown prince Lucian De Conlaed Alastair. As majestic as a royal can be. Even after spending years in the battlefield nothing was able to remove his glamor. He was indeed a blessing from the gods. But sometimes this blessing is also found under trees of forests. Often drunk. And sometimes stabbed. Either works for him. And two people who were bound to never collide, crashed into each other. And oh, how fate turns the strings. #Highest rankings : 1 in magicalcreature out of 13.3K 1 in court out of 4.8K 4 in count out of 1.46K The Odd Return Started: 16/05/2023 Ended: I try to upload once a week!

In the gilded world of the Rathore dynasty, India's richest and most powerful family, every child is a celebrated asset, and every heir is a prince or princess destined for a throne of power. Their legacy is pristine, their reputation unbreachable, their family portrait perfect. Almost. Born in the dead of night and raised in the shadows of their own opulent home, twins Aarav and Aarushi are the scandal their family will do anything to conceal. They are ghosts in the mansion, heirs to a fortune they can never touch, children of parents who look at them with shame instead of love. Their world is a luxurious prison, their only companions the nannies who keep them fed and the secrets that keep them hidden. But what happens when a secret is too precious to stay buried? When the two children who were meant to have nothing possess a spirit that demands everything? They are the heirs hidden in darkness, waiting to be found, waiting to be claimed by the sun

Power is not always loud; sometimes it is inherited, carved into bloodlines and sealed with silence. 10th November #1 in rebel SHANVI RATHORE 17 The RANAWATS stand at the peak of power-politicians by name, businessmen by status, and rulers of the underworld by truth. They do not fear the law; they shape it. What they break is rewritten, and what they destroy is justified. A dynasty of shadows, they move effortlessly between crime and authority, owning both the streets and the state. Under Avinash Ranawat's command, his six sons bear power like a birthmark-calculated minds, ruthless control, and a legacy untouchable by justice. Into this darkness steps Shanvi, untouched by brutality and untrained in cruelty. She is the stillness they cannot control, the calm that survives where chaos reigns-proof that not all strength is born from violence. Even behind school gates, their power does not soften-when The Crowned King lifts a RED CARD , the halls grow quiet, cruelty finds permission, and fear learns to walk openly.

The house was quieter than it had ever been. Not the peaceful kind of quiet that followed laughter or bedtime stories- but the kind that came after something broke. Something that couldn't be fixed with just words. From the balcony upstairs, Anagha could still see the faint light from Abhiram's room-always the last to go off, always glowing long after everyone else had fallen asleep. She stared at it the way one stares at an old photograph, knowing it belonged to a time that wouldn't return. Three years since that afternoon when everything changed. Three years, he stayed away from the family, from his only sister. And finally, he returned home when their mom emotionally blackmailed him to come back home or that she was going to leave the home too along with their dad and move to his house leaving Anagha alone so that she gets the punishment for what she did and deserved. Three years of not living under the same roof or not sharing the same meals, didn't reduce his love for her even a tiny bit. His mom's blackmail worked, because he is too protective of his sister and couldn't let his parents leave her alone. No one remembered how the fight started anymore- only the silence that followed it. Dev and Krithya tried everything. Family dinners, quiet talks, weekend getaways, subtle interventions that almost always ended in slammed doors and tighter jaws. Abhiram's words still echoed in their minds: "Don't try to fix this, Ma. Not until she realizes what she's done." And Anagha-stubborn, wounded, proud-had said just as firmly, "I didn't do anything wrong." In between them, love turned into something fragile and sharp- a thread stretched too thin between two hearts that still beat for each other but refused to bend. And somewhere, under all that pride, both Anagha and Abhiram still waited- for the other to take the first step. Because sometimes, love doesn't fade. It just hides behind the hurt, waiting for one word brave enough to bring it home.