"Blood may bind them, but secrets could tear them apart." --- Separated at the age of two. Raised in shadows. Loved by no one. She spent her life behind walls she built to survive-walls no one has ever dared to break. Until the day her stepfather dies. And with his death comes a truth she never saw coming: She has a real family. Six brothers. All strangers. All hiding something. She's a broken soul with no idea how to trust. They're desperate to make up for lost time-but some wounds go too deep, and some secrets are better left buried. Will they ever truly find each other? Or are they too shattered to become whole again? To find out... you'll have to read the story ! --- Disclaimer: I do not own any pictures or videos-only the story is mine. Started :~ [ 16 - 05 - 2024 ] Ended :~

⋆𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ~𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𓂃 ࣪˖ ;༊ To those who love~ ❝She hated noises....so he calmed down his own breathe❞ kinda trope. ──────·୨ৎ·────── ★𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐑 𝐊𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐀 -𝒷𝒾𝓀ℯ𝓇𝒷ℴ𝓎 Abir Khurana belonging to a very rich family, was never a spoiled brat...he only loved two things in his life His bike. His Mom. He had a very calm personality, and only one childhood friend, Naksh. He always tried to keep himself away from people and people away from him, knowing that his life is complicated he didn't wanted to get attached to anyone and then hurt them in the end. Until the day she fell on him.. though that day he catched her in his arms but wasn't able to catch his own heart. He was just like the song 'itna na mujhse tu pyaar badha ki mai ek badal awara kaise kisi ka sahara banu ki mai kudh Ghar bechara...". 🧸 ★𝐀𝐀𝐃𝐘𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐀 -𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵 Aadya was a very cheerful and clumsy girl who believed in spreading love whenever she wherever she went. Her life was just like a fairytale... atleast she took it like that. She believed in enjoying every moment caring less about the number of times she hurted herself while trying to heal others. She never thought that love is so slippery that she will fall for Her Senior the moment he saved her from falling down. She believed in the lines "Isliye tujhse mai pyaar kru ki tu ek badal awara Janam janam se hu sath tere hai naam Mera jal ki dhara..." 𝐀𝐁𝚰𝐑 💌 𝐇𝚰𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝚰── ·★

Book 3 of Rage & Retribution Series Abhimaan X Ahana . . Abhimaan Oberoi, CEO of Oberoi Group of Industries, a ruthless businessman with dark secrets. He's heartless-except when it comes to his own family. Reputation, money, and power are all he cares about, and for them, he can destroy anyone. His life was perfect until he crossed paths with Ahana, who turned it upside down. Ahana Khanna, one of New York's top event planners and the apple of her family's eye. A sunshine girl who once believed in love, fairytales, and happy endings-until she lost her own love. Her dreams shattered, leaving behind only memories and pain. But what happens when that same sunshine girl decides to take revenge? What happens when Ahana sets out to ruin the devil, Abhimaan? She forced him into marriage... but was he really forced? In her hunger for revenge, how will she destroy him when her own heart begins to betray her? She falls for him-and now she wants to run. But how will she escape when she's become the devil's ruthless obsession?

"Let me get this straight," Danish's voice is sharp, his disbelief barely masked. "You want me to pretend to be in love with you?" Kiara tilts her head, the ghost of a smirk playing on her lips. "No, Malhotra. I want you to pretend you never stopped." For as long as Kiara Oberoi could remember, life had been a race she was never allowed to lose. And standing in her way at every turn? Danish Malhotra. Her biggest rival. Her greatest weakness. The boy who knew exactly how to ruin her. They spent their years locked in battle-academic rankings, debate championships, internships, and scholarships-neither willing to give the other an inch. They fought in front of the whole world. They fought when no one was watching. And somewhere in between all those fights, between the sharp words and long stares- they fell. It started with a project that forced them together. Forced them to see past the rivalry, past the competition, past the carefully built walls. Forced them to face the fact that they understood each other in ways no one else ever had. They fought for years-until one night, she gave him everything. And the next day? She destroyed him. "I could never love someone who doesn't even know his own origins." And then, she left. No warnings. No explanations. Just silence. Now, she's back. Same fire. Same hunger. Same boy she left behind-only now, he's colder, crueler, untouchable. And this time, they aren't just academic rivals. They're business enemies. And she needs him to fake date her. She isn't leaving without him this time. She says it's to win a war. He knows it's to win him back. But some fires never die- And this time, they might burn for real.

This book is filled with grammatical errors and 18+ scenes. Avoid reading it, if you are not a fan of dark romance ; ______ Atharva singhania ♡ Ruhi Singhania Vedant Singhania ♡ Divya Singhania Rudra Singhania ♡ Prisha Singhania ______ Not good in Giving description Just directly read book

☆𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 3 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 "Dove, I'm fucking insane when it comes to you. You're mine, every inch, every breath, every sound you make in this room belongs to me" "Next time you laugh for someone else... I'll make sure you're screaming only my name the whole night." Her breath hitched, and his mouth claimed hers hungry, punishing, desperate like he was marking his territory. --- 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗕𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗕𝗿𝘂𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗴𝗴𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲. 𝗬𝗲𝘁, 𝗛𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗺𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲, 𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗲𝘅𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱. 𝗞𝗶𝗮𝗿𝗮 𝗔𝗴𝗴𝗮𝗿𝘄𝗮𝗹, Once a girl full of light and laughter, she had been broken by the cruel betrayal of her first love, left to wander in the darkness of her own pain. And then came 𝗩𝗶𝗱𝘆𝘂𝘁 𝗞𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗮. The man the world feared the name that made even the bravest shiver. Quick-tempered, ruthless, sharp with words that could cut deeper than a blade. But with her, he was different. With her, his rage turned to restraint, his sharpness melted into tenderness. To the world he was a storm, but to her he was the calm, the quiet, the only place she could finally breathe. But what makes Vidyut legendary in the underworld isn't just his ruthlessness - it's his Siberian Tiger, 𝗥𝗲𝘅 𝗞𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗮. --- This book is connected to my first book, Adarika:His Ignored Bride.

ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʜᴇ ʜɪᴅᴇꜱ ʜᴇʀ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀʀɴꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴇᴀʀ ɪᴛ... ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀʀɴꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴏɴ ꜰɪʀᴇ- ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʙᴜʀɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ. ʀɪᴠᴀᴀɴᴛʜ & ꜱʜʀᴀᴠᴀɴɪ - ᴀ ꜱᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ɪɴ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ. ᴀ ᴍᴀɴᴀɢᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʀᴀɴ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ɪᴛ. ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴏꜰᴛ. ɪᴛ'ꜱ ꜱᴀᴄʀᴇᴅ. ꜱʜᴀᴜʀʏᴀ & ɪꜱʜɪʀᴀ - ᴀ ʟɪᴇᴜᴛᴇɴᴀɴᴛ ʙᴏᴜɴᴅ ʙʏ ᴅᴜᴛʏ. ᴀ ʙɪᴋᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʙᴏᴡꜱ ᴛᴏ ɴᴏɴᴇ. ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛᴇᴅ. ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ, ᴜɴᴛᴀᴍᴇᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴜᴛᴛᴇʀʟʏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀꜱ. 𝓣𝔀𝓸 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓼. 𝓣𝔀𝓸 𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓼. 𝓞𝓷𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮𝓯𝓲𝓮𝓵𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓯𝓪𝓽𝓮. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓭𝓲𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓲𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮... 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓫𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓲𝓽. Coming soon... 🎀

╰┈➤ 𝒜 𝐹𝒶𝒾𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑒 ❀𝒻 𝐻𝑒𝓇 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓇 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝐻𝒾𝓈 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 In a world where love often hides in the shadows, two souls find solace in each other's embrace. Their connection is undeniable, but the circumstances surrounding them are anything but simple. With a secret marriage that binds them together, they navigate the challenges of their hidden relationship, battling societal expectations and personal demons. Will their love be strong enough to withstand the trials they face, or will the weight of their secrets tear them apart? Join them on a journey of passion, heartache, and the search for true belonging in a story where love knows no boundaries. (⁠๑⁠♡⁠⌓⁠♡⁠๑⁠) Tropes:- Sunshine x Grumpy Calm x Anger Secret marriage Age gap Princess Treatment Slow Burn Over Protective & Obsessed ML He fell first,she fell Harder By Author Rizz

#TOP 2 in India(1,7,8/8/25) #TOP 3 in india(1,6,14,15,16,17,18/8/25) #TOP 4 in India(10/8/25) DEVYANI A 18-year-old innocent girl, She loves her father more than herself and is willing to sacrifice anything for him But how will she survive the trauma when her own father sells her to the most ruthless man just to clear his debt, without even thinking twice? "A father who sees her as a curse, locking her inside the house for 18 years and telling the world she was dead. But how will she feel when she steps out for the first time-and fate takes a 360-degree turn?" RIVAN THAKUR He lives alone with his SON(Kaizan), hating everything about marriage and the family he left behind. But when he wakes up one morning to find himself HUSBAND to a frightened young girl in his family's haveli(thakur's haveli)-his world tilts. ______________________ He stepped closer, his towering frame caging me in. My breath hitched. His eyes-sharp, cold, merciless-scanned me like I was a puzzle that didn't fit. "You don't even know how to wear a bra?" he asked, his voice low, incredulous, and almost cruel. I didn't know what to say. I slowly nodded my head-no-because... I really didn't. No one ever taught me. No one cared to. I was standing there, shivering slightly, my fingers trembling, curling into the soft shawl I used to hide myself. His gaze was burning, stripping me down to my bare soul, and I couldn't meet his eyes. But his next words... or we can say actions... shocked me to the core. ----------------- Will he accept her as his wife? Will he destroy her for a decision she never made? Or will fate tie them together in ways neither imagined? 𐙚⋆°｡⋆♡ A dark, intense love story of two broken souls bound by force, fear... and destiny.

𝐕𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐲 𝐊𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐱 𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐀𝐳𝐡𝐚𝐫(ON HOLD) He was sunshine-radiant, relentless, a force that bathed the world in light. I was midnight rain-quiet, shadowed, falling softly where the sun dared not reach. Vihaan was the sin I was meant to avoid, yet with every step I took away, he drew nearer. Those emerald eyes, that midnight-black hair, the curve of his silhouette-they whispered a dark promise I couldn't escape. The story was never as simple as two people falling for each other. There was always a shadow-always someone lurking just beyond the edges of light. He never stepped into the frame completely, but I could feel him. Sometimes in the silence between my footsteps. Sometimes in the breeze that moved the curtain when no windows were open. Sometimes in the way my name appeared on notes I never saw anyone deliver. The masked man. He wasn't just watching. He was waiting.