The Rathore empire was built on power, blood, and loyalty. Virendra Rathore, once the ruthless king of underworld, retired to protect his family-but the shadows of the past never fade. Fifteen years ago, on a night of celebration, a single act of violence tore the family apart: the queen was killed, and the youngest daughter, Kaya, vanished without a trace at the age of three. The empire endured, but a flame was lost. Now, the Rathore brothers rule their domains with unyielding strength is shaping the empire in their own way. Yet whispers of a new, deadly force ripple through the underworld: Kaali, a shadow no one has seen, feared by all. Unbeknownst to them, the girl they lost has grown into a force of vengeance and justice, and her path is inexorably tied to the family she once called her own. This is a story of blood, power, loyalty, and redemption-where the past refuses to die, and the flame of family may either burn everything or reunite what was once lost. Disclaimer: The story deals with heavy themes-kidnapping, trauma, manipulation, violence-and the slow, painful journey of healing from deep wounds

On hold till mid June "Siyanshi: The Stepdaughter of Rathores A name that commands respect, A family bound by duty, A girl fighting for her place . Join Siyanshi on her journey of self-discovery, love, and acceptance in this heart-wrenching tale of what it means to be family. . "Radhe radhe "

[ON HOLD] Till March 2026 This story carries the nostalgia, the friendship warmth, the first heartbreak ache, and that magical feeling of being young and not knowing how big those little moments were. We're talking classroom crushes, last bench laughs, firsts that stay forever, and love stories that begin with friendship, mischief, and shared secrets. Before the heartbreaks, Before the confessions, There was friendship. Shared benches. Inside jokes. First crushes. And love stories that bloomed between attendance calls and farewell parties. It's a school year filled with :- •Best friends falling without realising . •Enemies stealing glances . •First heartbreaks you never really recover from . • And memories that stay, long after the last bell rings. A story about the kind of love that's awkward, innocent, unforgettable. 🦋 Because sometimes, the slowest burns leave the longest warmth. "This isn't just their school year. It's the one they'll never stop talking about." They didn't mean to fall in love but oh, they did. Slowly. Stupidly. Softly. 💬 This is the kind of love you remember after school ends. 💌 A multicouple, slowburn rom-com that smells like old textbooks, teenage heartbreaks, and the best kind of first. Tension-filled friendships Academic rivals turned lovers Banter. Burn. And best friends who never saw it coming

"Khud ko tere paas hi Chhor aate hai....." ******* Reverse Harem (Soft Romance) Their lives only revolves around weapons, killing, dying and getting treated in hospital but now, their lives revolves around her "Their Ira". "The cat is so cuteeee Guysss...see her" Iraya said ruffling the cat's fur and kissed her forehead while giggling. They looked at the cat and smiled looking at her all smiling and giggling with the car and a smile made its way to their lips. "I am gonna record her" Riccardo said and stood at a safe distance to record this precious moment of her to add in his collection. "Our baby looks so happy and cute" Dante said and moved a little forward to admire her again which is his all time job. "I hope she accepts us all like the cat" Salvatore said and sighed feeling sad because what belonged to him is what the car is getting. "I fell for her all over again Damnn" Adriano whispered softly looking at her ever lasting smile which made him fall for her again. ******** But, they don't know what future helds for them. Do they?

Single lie. A single lie from their closed ones changed their lives completely. He married her for revenge. She married him as she has no other option. Will they have their share of happiness or this marriage is worst thing for them. Secrets. I will unravel all your secrets from the depths of your soul ~Ayaan Rajvanshi If falling for you is a mistake. I am willing to commit same mistake again and again. ~Ananya verma powerful and Harmonious union of opposites. Not an arranged marriage. Ayaan Rajvanshi (29 years) ceo of Rajvanshi empire. Ruthless personality. Possessive about his things. People try to not to interfere in his matters. Mafia king of most feared Mafia gang named "dragon" in india. King of underworld. Ananya Sharma (23 years) works as a application tester in a organization "yaduvanshi industries ".loves her family. Kind and sweet hearted girl for innocent people. But can become a devil for people who hurts others. HAS AN HIDDEN IDENTITY which is revelied in story. she is full of mysteries. Tropes: Forced marriage Strong female lead Grumpy x sunshine Hidden identity Mafia king Family love

A love sage that was never suppose to take place but destiny planned. She was Bubbly,he was cold She was cheerful,he was stoic She was chirpy,he was silent She was bouncy,he was still She was carefree,he was afraid. Stolen glances,secret meetings, Love so fierce,ashes was the ultimate greetings. ( Under major editing) _________________________________________ "Bhagiye jldiii....." "Why do you think I need to run?" "I know you are 6'2 with a well built physique but that doesn't mean we can fight them....they have sharp knives...it's better we run...so just runnnnnn" "Will you listen me for ones?" "MR. DARK GREEN...Baad mein baat krenge...let's runnnnn" _________________________________________ "I never wanted to let you in SPARKLE, but I can't let you go now" "Even if you wish...I won't walk away MR. DARK GREEN....I am quite stubborn when it's about my possession..and you belong to me" _________________________________________ " bhagiye jldiiii...." " why do you think I need to run?" "I know you are 5'7 women with sexy,curvy figure but that doesn't mean we can stay here.....you have my heart and i need to get my wife.....so just runnnn" "will you listen me for ones?" " puri life aapki hi sunenge SPARKLE........let's just runnnnnnn" _________________________________________ Read more to know how their love will bloom :)

Italian X Indian Zyran Russo, the 30 years old cunning and notorious Mafia of Italy, reigns Supreme over his domain with an iron fist. His imposing physique and intimidating aura strike fear into the hearts of his enemies. His dominance forged from a mix of brutal force and cunning manipulations. His empire built upon a foundation of fear, blood and a sweet addiction of power, has severe anger issues and aggressive in nature which is feared by everyone, respects his parents and his brother especially his mother who is literally the epitome of kindness. Vrinda Anand, a 20 years old innocent naive Indian Maiden, from Vrindaban, sensitive and fragile, blessed with angelic features, a dehearted devotee of Lord Krishna, came to Italy for further botany studies with her soulmate aka her bestie, who is a human shield for her, Vrinda owns a small yet cozy florist shop as she loves to spend her time with nature and plants, although she came to a foreign country but the love for her culture and country made her carry her culture everywhere she goes, loves to wear Indian clothes especially Saree, has a special place for waistchains.

"I can't marry you, Sir. This is not the way I want to be tied down into married life." She whispers, her voice trembling under the weight of her own breaking world. Her eyes are swollen with tears, her soul frayed at the edges. "But I don't think you have any other option left rather than accepting the contract. So, just agree with my decision or believe me, you won't like the consequences." He replies coldly, every word cutting deeper than the last. There is no remorse in his voice. No softness in his eyes. Just control. Just a warning. . . . He is not just her professor. He is a feared business mogul as well, known for his ruthless decisions and lack of mercy. She is a single mother, desperately trying to protect her son and survive the past she thought she had buried long ago. But when he uncovers her deepest, most dangerous secret, one that could destroy her life in a heartbeat: he doesn't give her the chance to explain. He gives her a choice: marry him under the terms of a cold, emotionless contract... or watch her world collapse. Bound by fear. Tied by power. A marriage that was never meant to be anything more than a deal. But what happens when a lifeless contract begins to stir emotions neither of them asked for? When buried scars surface... And when the lines between right and wrong blur inside the walls of a forced relationship? This is not a story of love at first sight. This is a story of control, consequences, and finding strength in the very place she was meant to break.

Radhya Chowdhary - a girl whose name could touch Everest, yet whose feet remain humbly grounded. Born into a middle-class family, she never dreamed of flying beyond the skies; instead, she dreamt of walking the earth with grace. She's not just her father's little princess, but her mother's fierce queen. To her brother, she's the prettiest annoyance wrapped in unconditional love. Her strength lies in her dance - a rhythm that echoes even in the darkest nights and fiercest storms, an art she inherited from her mother. Behind her bright smile are secrets the world will never see, yet she carries them with gratitude, embracing every blessing from her deity. Telugu, her mother tongue, becomes her fierce weapon - a language reserved for playful scoldings and the occasional sharp retort. Far away from Radhya's sunlit world lives a soul drowning in shadows. Krishansh Pratap Singh - heir of a royal bloodline, yet belonging nowhere. The son of Naina and Vipul Pratap Singh, his life turned cold the day his mother and step father died saving their master's family. The court handed him over to his biological father's house, but love never followed him there. To them, he was not a son - he was a stain, a reminder of shame they could never erase, sheltered under their roof only because of his mother's inheritance. Except for a few loyal cousins, love eluded him. Time sculpted him into stone, hardened him into ice. Alone, he carved his own kingdom - a mafia empire standing tall without anyone's help. His friends became his fortress, his family of choice amidst betrayal. Yet even in this empire, one name still sparked fire in his veins - Arvi Srivastav. The girl he once adored, once teased, once admired with every playful pinch of her angry, red nose. But in his eyes, she became the reason his world shattered; the reason his parents never returned. He loved her once. Now, he only burns with hate. Or so he believes.