"She was the flower they trampled. She returned as the fire they couldn't touch."

Five brothers. A grieving father. A vacant throne. For nine years, the Rathore dynasty has been a house of shadows, searching for the girl who vanished in smoke and fire. They don't know she's only blocks away. They don't know she's being treated like a gutter rat in the home of their enemies. And they don't know that the only thing standing between her and a living hell is a boy who was never supposed to be a hero. Vidyut Verma has one job: Protect the girl who calls him Dada. Even if it means defying his parents. Even if it means blood on the marble floors. The twin-bond is screaming. The Rathores are coming. And the Verma house is about to burn. "Vardhika she grew into a soft-spoken, shy girl. She was separated by her real family rathore in an accident She cried, rarely demanded anything... just watched other kids get adopted. She didn't know that she had her real family Will her family find her let's drive into my story to see 🙈 👇

a little girl. after losing her mother , where will she go now alone in the cruel world???? .......Read story to find out #1 in elder. ( 23 nov)

COMPLETED She was a doctor who healed everyone-except herself. He was an army officer bound by duty, not love. A contract marriage. One rule: no feelings. What happens when the war ends... but love begins? Abhishek Sharma Disciplined,Punctual,Organised.Well that's how a military officer should be.Captain in the Indian Army.A brave soldier and a perfect family man.Youngest of the three siblings with two brothers as elder.Chaotic for the family but a cold captain for the military. Naina Malhotra Cold,Powerful,Strong.Well that's how Dr Naina is for the hospital.Works in the trauma bay in AIIMS Jammu away from family and her house.Eldest in the joint family.The perfect responsible ideal child to the family. But is she really like that? Come Join in this journey where two individuals finds each other in all the chaos and creates a home together.

Meera Raichand: Daughter of Annie and Arjun Raichand. She's sweet, caring and loving. When she loves someone she loves them fiercely. She wanted to serve the country just like her father so she joined the airforce. Planes always amused her. She still fears that her parents would leave her one day. Meera had been in love with her childhood best friend for a very long time but he refuses to reciprocate. Veer Gupta: Son of Viraj and Naina Gupta. He was always a sweet kid but somewhere along the way something happened that turned him into a rock. He loves his family to pieces and would do anything for them. Much like his father Veer too wanted to serve his nation so he joined the army. He too has been in love with Meera since forever but he fears that if he tells her everything will be destroyed. The story about Veer and Meera. Join the journey as they navigate through their past, present and future. What happens when an old enemy resurfaces? Will they be able to face everything that's thrown their way ? Will Meera and Veer finally have the courage to be with each other? WARNING: This story is purely fiction. There might be some violence and smut scenes. I'll put a warning when that's there. *Rated 18+ due to mature content* This story is dedicated to those brave countrymen and women who sacrifice their lives to protect us.

Sqn. Ldr. Rahul Shergill is serious, disciplined, and lives for his country and family. Flt. Lt. Aisha Rathore, is fearless, chaotic, and impossible to ignore. When their families arrange their marriage, two worlds collide-rigid meets playful, discipline meets chaos, and sparks fly at every turn. Tropes: Arranged love marriage Opposites attract Slow burn Chaotic romance Air force × Air force Protective male lead ( Or pata nahi kya kya 🙂🤌🏻)

"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.

~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~• 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. ~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~•

What will happen when the Mahajan's family got to know about the daughter and sister they thought was dead. How will they react?? What she will do when she got to know about her real family she never knew existed and becomes Mafia princess. Tropes~ Business and Mafia families Brothers - Sister Bond Pookie father and pookie mother Supportive family Bad boy × Bad girl Romcom Slow burn Overprotective brothers and father Mystery

|| Multicouple book || Manvik Oberoi and Naira Ahuja first met each other in Mumbai, where they immediately recognized a profound connection between them. After a year of being in a relationship, Manvik was all ready to introduce her to his family. However, just after the night he proposed her and they became one, she unexpectedly left him without explanation. Years later, fate brought them together once more, but this time, their reunion included a small four-year-old girl Maira Ahuja. ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Ishank Oberoi and Sanaya Kapoor never liked each other since their high school days, where they were fierce academic rivals each striving to outdo the other. After high school they persued different career paths, with Sanaya achieving success as a top model and Ishank establishing himself as a surgeon. Despite their separate journeys their mutual hate remained same. Or perhaps it could be characterized as an enduring obsession. What will happen if their family will decide to tie them both in a sacred bond called marriage? ─── ⋆⋅ ✭ ⋅⋆ ── Ahaan Oberoi and Pankti Sharma, knew each other since their diaper days, blooming a deep affection for each other called friendship. Both could never stay away from each other, and decided to always be together as friends. However, Pankti started catching feelings for Ahaan in their teens but never dared to confess because of Ahaan's playboy personality. After surpressing her feelings for many years, an incident occurred in her last year of post graduation. Being drunk and enjoying the last party of their department they made a mistake, they had a one night stand with each other, Resulting in a accidental pregnancy.