A cliché story about mother remarry into the richest family. Getting step brothers and family. if u read this much and still interested then..... This story is about how a girl who is too withdrawn to herself because of past trauma.Only have her mother,who is about to get married.And thus she is about to get not juts a step father and brother, but also 2 more mother figures and father figures and totally 8 older brothers. and its about how they bring her real confident self. i told u it's cliche. no romance between brother and sister. pure sibling love. There will be mention of sexual abuse and harassment related words and scenarios. this is my first time writing. Not that interested in writing. but i read wattpad to escape reality. so this is also something to escape reality. English is not really my language so there will be grammatical mistakes. And also i don't know much about indian culture. So the place may have real world name but it have imaginary features. Sorry...... So don't go for logic in the palces and all. and since my goal is to escape reality my story will also be like that. i will try to finish the story fastly since I'm not invested in it. so i welcome those of nearly my same mindset who wants to escape reality.by reading wattpad.

Story about a lost princess, a lost sister who went missing when she was six. Coming back from a wedding function with her parents. Enjoying a car riding with lots of teasing and laughing. But her laugh turned into cries when a over speed truck hit their car. In just seconds her life changed, she lost both of her parents. The car roll down the road into a jungle with her parents body leaving her unconscious body by roadside. And being saved by someone , only to be thrown in an orphanage. Will she ever be able to meet her brothers and rest of the family? If yes, then will she tell her brothers what she went through her life without them? ------------------------------------------------- 𝘼𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙝𝙮𝙖, 20 years old soon will be 21. 𝘼𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙝𝙮𝙖 is fire wrapped in silence-elegant, fierce, and unshakably grounded. She doesn't just walk into a room; she owns its energy. Her mind is sharp, her words thoughtful. She speaks when it matters, and when she does, her voice carries wisdom beyond her years. She's the kind of girl who reads philosophies at dawn and stands her ground by dusk. "I don't raise my voice," she says softly. "I raise my worth ". Rooted deeply in her Rajasthani heritage, she carries her culture like a crown-proud of her language, traditions, and values. She wears her lehenga with the same confidence she carries in her jeans. The sound of ghungroos and the rhythm of folk songs are stitched into her soul. She's not here to impress. She's here to inspire-with her intellect, her identity, and her unapologetic strength. 𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚒𝚝.

Anaya is a fifteen-year-old girl who lives with her aunt, Trisha, and her elder brother, Aarush. But they do not like her-instead, they trouble, torture, and try to control her. She was once a cheerful and lively girl whose smile could brighten anyone's day, but a painful incident changed her life completely. Now, Anaya is quiet and distant. Her face shows no expression-she neither smiles nor cries. She speaks very little, and only when Trisha or Aarush force her to. Nothing seems to matter to her anymore. Deep inside, Anaya still carries the pain of her past. She finds it hard to trust people, especially men, and avoids forming close bonds. Yet, deep inside, a spark of the girl she once was still remains. But what happens when Anaya is forced to live in a house filled mostly with boys? Will she be able to accept them? And what happens when the brothers, who hate and distrust girls, suddenly find themselves living with a sister? Will they accept her? What will become of a girl who loves solitude when she enters a nuclear family? Will she finally find her place? Or will her walls only grow stronger?

Serii Joshi 24, just gave her NEET PG exam, and is waiting for her letter of acceptance for the residency in trauma surgery from her dream college. She is the epitome of "woman." She's everything; she's sharp, intelligent, beautiful, and bold; she's feminine; she's messy, she's difficult, and she's soft and kind. She's 5'4" with a decent body. Reyansh Shah 33, Professor of Trauma Surgery and Head of the Department. He saved the hospital's trauma unit. He built it from the remains. Emotionally mature and reserved. He's cold but not with 'his' people. He needs to maintain the cold and reserved image so that his trauma unit runs smoothly. He is very strict, no doubt about that. He's 6'1" with a lean physique. He's built well, but that's all hidden well under his scrubs. How will these two cross their paths? He pulls her flush against his chest and picks her up with ease and puts her on his desk. "You're playing with fire, little one." He says in a low voice, standing in between her legs, his hands resting on her waist. Their foreheads resting against each other. "*Almost professional*? Hmm...professor?" She says with a mischievous glint in her eyes. Ps- long slow burn :) Disclaimer: I have tried to write this as medically accurate as possible, but there might be some mistakes. Also, this is my first time writing, so please be patient with me. Thank you <3 #1🏅 - surgeons #73 🏅 - gore #87 🏅- blood #6 🏅- junior #29 🏅- desi #19 🏅- romcom #6 🏅- resident #1 🏅- lovestory #1 🏅- doctors

Tara Raikar, an ambitious Oxford student, finds her world upended when her boyfriend, Aryan Deshmukh, is forced to return to India to care for his ailing father. Despite their heartfelt promises to try long-distance, Aryan's silence in the months that follow shatters her, and she decides to move on. A year later, Tara is convinced she's put the past behind her, focused on her studies and a new life. But when Aryan unexpectedly returns for their third year, he's a changed man-determined, mature, and more certain than ever that what he wants is Tara. His sudden reappearance stirs old emotions, but Tara is resolute. She's moved on, or so she tells herself. She's not going down that path again. Yet, as Aryan fights to win her back, she begins to question her own heart. Is she truly over him, or does the love they shared still linger? The second-chance romance is complicated by her feelings of betrayal, his possessive nature, and a fierce desire to protect herself from being hurt again. Tropes: * Second chance romance * Possessive ML * College lovers * Misunderstandings * Forced proximity ~•~ "Aryan," she whispered, her voice betraying her calm exterior. He took a step forward, his eyes full of determination. "Tara, I'm not here to beg, but I'm here to make things right. I've never stopped thinking about you." Her heart raced, but she kept her gaze fixed on the horizon, refusing to meet his eyes. "You had your chance, Aryan. You made your choice." "I know I hurt you. I didn't mean for it to happen this way," he said, taking another step closer. "I was wrong, but I'm not the same person I was before. I want to fix this." She shook her head, swallowing the lump in her throat. "I've moved on. I'm not doing this again." Aryan stepped closer, his voice low but firm. "You think you've moved on, but I know you haven't. You're still mine, Tara. And I'm not letting you go again." 🏅#1 in wattpadindia

Zayden Khan - 28, the powerful and ever-controlled heir of Khan Villa. A man of few words, built on rules, responsibility, and restraint. The perfect son, the respected CEO - but behind those calm eyes hides a storm he never lets out. Especially when it comes to her. Arshiya Shaik - 18, the innocent heartbeat of Shaik Villa. A soft-spoken, chocolate-loving girl who still believes in fairytales and wears her dupatta like a crown. Adored by everyone, protected by her brothers - and unknowingly, claimed by one man since childhood. Bound by a nikah no one speaks of, separated by years and silence - yet tied by something deeper than blood. She was his peace... And he, her unspoken possession. Humiya_writez

#1 book in The Ruined Series She was never meant to be the bride. A widow, a replacement, an afterthought. But when her sister disappears before the wedding, Natasha is forced into an unwanted marriage with Shivansh Ranawat-a man who didn't choose her, and doesn't plan to love her. And yet... fate never asks permission.

In a world where memories are the ties that bind, Amelia's life takes a heart-wrenching turn when her parents recover their lost memories-and with them, their true families. Left behind in the care of Loretta, her staged grandmother, Amelia grapples with abandonment and the shattered pieces of her identity. As she navigates the ache of being forgotten, Amelia discovers unexpected strength within herself and finds solace in the unconditional love of Loretta. With the help of her grandmother, they embark on a journey of healing and self-discovery, determined to reclaim the bonds of family and forge a new path where love transcends memory.

When an 18 year old Poppy has to grasp budding powers and senior year, She meets Nate, A fellow outcast but feelings arouse and tides rise. What will they both do?

ISHIRA MEHTA Falling in love at ten was easy. Falling out of love at eighteen? Impossible. Vihaan Malhotra was my childhood crush, my first love, and my first heartbreak. A promise he didn't keep shattered everything between us. Years later, a drunken night changes everything, and suddenly, we're the center of a scandal. Forced into a marriage neither of us wanted, Vihaan is now both my enemy and my husband. Can we survive this battlefield of misunderstandings, or will our hearts give in to the pull we've fought for so long? VIHAAN MALHOTRA She was always my weakness. Ishira Mehta wasn't just a childhood memory-I never stopped wanting her. But when my silence hurt her, we broke apart, leaving nothing but bitterness behind. Now, fate has brought us together in the most unexpected way, and I can't decide if it's a curse or a second chance. This marriage feels like a race I can't lose because when it comes to Ishira, there's no "maybe mine." She's always been only mine