"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

When tragedy steals the only protector she had left, eighteen- year- old Evara becomes both sister and parent to her little stepbrother. Searching for a fresh start-and for a way to feel closer to the parents they lost-they travel to Jaipur, the land of their father's beginnings... and the place where her mother's past first began to unravel. Hidden from the world by a single choice, Evara has always known the truth: the name of the man who fathered her... and why she must never step into his world. One decision made long ago ensured she would remain a secret. Invisible. Untouchable. Unknown. Evara intends to keep it that way. Her mother's choice protected her from a powerful family whose blood runs in her veins-and protect the family she grew away from, who would break if the truth of her existence ever came to light. But what she doesn't know is that the past she's avoiding has been desperately trying to find her. Her biological father and his wife have spent years searching for the woman they wronged-hoping for redemption, forgiveness, and a chance to set things right. And somewhere in the struggle to find normalcy again, destinies collide, family secrets rise, and Evara must choose between the life she's always known... and the one that's been waiting for her.

Fifteen-year-old Leher Malhotra has mastered the art of smiling through pain. After losing her mother, she built walls around her heart - walls only her aunt, Mahi, could ever cross. But when Mahi marries Raghav Oberoi, Leher's world tilts again. A new home, new faces, and a new family - all waiting on the other side of the walls she swore she'd never let down. As laughter mixes with loneliness, Leher begins to learn that healing isn't about forgetting the past... it's about finding the courage to let love in again. 🌊🌊🌊 "Bhaiya, mujhe pehle do na! Main pehle aayi hoon!" Leher said. The vendor sighed "Beta, sabko bari bari se milega." "Bari bari?" she scoffed, eyes wide with mock outrage. "Main kabse khadi hoon! Aapne tab se sirf paanch pani puri di hai mujhe!" A voice slid in from the side - honey-laced with poison. "Bas kar behen," the girl drawled, "zyada khayegi to moti ho jaayegi. Chhoti to hai hi." Excuse me, what?! Leher froze. Then the corners of her lips curved. The Leher inside cracked her knuckles - oh no, sweetheart, you messed with the wrong chhoti. She turned, eyes gleaming, smile dangerously sweet. "Achha hai na," she said softly, "agar main moti ho gayi, to tumhe bhi finally kuch compliments mil jaayenge. Varna jab tak main slim hoon, tumhare naseeb mein toh bas background role hi likha hai." Mic. Drop. 💅 "Damn, she killed it." "Ooooh!"

Prologue She was the one who was abandoned by her family once ..... She was the one who had faced abuse at the age when all of us were being loved by our parents.... She was the one who once wanted to end her life... But now she is the one, hearing whose name, criminals shiver..... She is the pride of our Nation .... A deadly undercover agent named Kal.... Leader of famous Team Shadow, whose only aim is to protect the citizens..... But under the hard facade, there lives a small girl who is still longing for her father's love somewhere in her heart.......

She tried to glare, but the effect was ruined by her flushed cheeks. "I spent an hour getting ready-" "And I'll spend the next ten minutes undoing all that hard work," I promised darkly, enjoying how her breath hitched. "By the time we reach the top floor, everyone will know exactly what their boss has been up to." "You wouldn't dare," she whispered, but the spark in her eyes told me she wasn't entirely opposed to the idea. "Wouldn't I?" My thumb traced her lower lip. "Try me, princess. We still have fifteen floors to go..." Her attempt at looking scandalized was adorable. "You're enjoying this far too much." "Baby," I pressed closer, "you have no idea." My thumb traced her jawline. "Ten more floors to go. Want to see how undone I can make you look by then?" "Dev..." she tried again, those doe eyes looking up at me pleadingly. "Think about it... if you mess up my saree now, what will the staff think?" I couldn't help but laugh at her attempt at manipulation. "Nice try, princess." My fingers traced her collarbone. "But watching you try to sweet-talk your way out of this?" I leaned closer, "Only makes me want to mess you up more." "But-" she bit her lip, "I need to look presentable. Professional." Her hands smoothed over my shirt in that innocent way that drove me crazy. "You want them to take your wife seriously, don't you?" "Oh sweetheart," I chuckled darkly, "trust me, they'll take you very seriously. Especially when they see how thoroughly claimed you look. Seven floors to go..." "Dev Singh Rajwansh!" She pushed against my chest, trying to look stern. "This is completely unprofessional-" "Says the woman who's currently gripping my shirt like her life depends on it," My fingers tightened slightly in her hair, tilting her head back to expose her neck, smirking as she immediately loosened her fingers. "Five floors left, baby. Want to try scolding me again?" SAB YAHI PE JAAN LOGE KYA?..........

" She entered their world as prey. She'll leave it as power. " " Bound by fate, broken by secrets, healed by love." " A crown of shadows, a heart of light-and a love caught between." At Anderson University, Nathaniel Martin is the king-rich, ruthless, and untouchable. Aradhya arrives as a scholarship student, hiding her true identity and a past she can't reveal. What starts as bullying slowly turns into a dangerous attraction. In a world ruled by power, secrets, and shadows, can love survive... or will it destroy them both?

She was blamed for something she never did. Sent away. Forgotten. But years later, when Kiara Rathore walks back into the mansion that destroyed her - she's not that scared little girl anymore. She's the storm they created.

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

SURYAVANSHI - The name itself holds Power, Respect and Pride. Ruthless Mafias and businessmen but a loving and caring big joint family. 8 brothers, to be specific cousin brother works on discipline. Discipline is their main principal and they don't like if anybody in the family is lacking in this. But what will happen when a girl enters their lives as their step-sister who is Full of life but discipline is the last thing which she wants to have. She doesn't want to accept them as family and she hates the word brother but Are they ready to accept her as a sister?? But what if their bond gets stronger and thicker than the blood relation... What if she becomes suryavanshi's Pride? Let's get indulge in the story of Aavya and her stepbrothers and see what the story unfolds... Ranking: 1 - #Step-sister (19/04/2025)

Heer sharma, a smart and intelligent girl who lives with her mother, and has no idea about her father. What will happen when one day , she has to live with her father's family which has her step mother and 6 half brothers, because her own mother had the last stage cancer and cant survive anymore? How will Heer manage to live in that house? TROPES~ High school romance 6 Protective Half brothers Bad boy x good girl Best friend's sisterxBrother's best friend He fell first and harder No bullying 12th x 11th Rom-com Bold girl Backbencherxtopper Family love