𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 18+ Viraj × Alisha Mafia × fashion designer She thought it was a marriage forced upon her. He knew- it was a move already decided. A man who doesn't love... only claims. A girl who doesn't break... until she realizes she was never free. In the glittering shadows of Sydney, where power wears a suit and danger speaks softly- he watches, he plans, he controls. She falls first. Believing she chose him. Believing he loves her more. But love was never the game. Because when she tries to walk away- she doesn't find a door. She finds the truth. Every path she took... every choice she made... every moment she believed was hers- was already designed by 𝐇𝐈𝐌. And by the time she understands- It's too late. Because he was never just her husband. He was the man who built the cage... and made her call it love. ✍️ by devol08

When life throws challenges, it does not consider age bar. Little Armaan had a happy pretty life. He had a small little world until he grew up to realize harsh realities of life. One fine day he came across a shattering truth about his existence. He realised that entire life was a not the fairy tale that he had lived in his father's warm embrace. The journey to get what you really desire is not always a bed of roses. Something similar was encountered by him at an early age. He set out to find what his heart desired. This is a story of a young mind who is ready to go against the cunning and cruel world, all on his own. He was out, unprotected, to seek justice and happiness for his father. WARNING : This story is a dark theme and might trigger incidents like depression and trauma. Still birth and the trauma that follows will be a part of the story. Kindly read at you own risk.

Rishto Ke Khaas Pal A collection of heartwarming one shots from the worlds of Inaayat and Panaah. These are the moments that never made it into the main stories. The soft memories hiding between big chapters. The quiet conversations that changed everything. The laughter that filled their home when no one was watching. The little wounds. The unexpected healing. The love that grew in the silence of everyday life. Each chapter brings you closer to the Malhotra universe. Arnav and Siddharth learning to carry their scars. Abhay standing like a shield for the ones he loves. Reyansh and Adhrit finding comfort in the arms that promise they are safe. The Panaah family crossing paths with them in ways that warm the heart. This book is for the moments that stay with you long after they pass. The moments that turn people into family. These are the special fragments that shaped their relationships. These are their khas pal.

He was the selenophine, she was the moon. Akshara Choudhary A tiny, wide-eyed 21-year-old girl, 5'4" tall and in her 3rd year of medical school, in white cotton, anklets tinkling like wind chimes. Orphaned at two, she knows her parents only from one faded photo. Her aunt's slaps leave red prints on her cheeks, yet Akshara smiles softly, murmurs "Kanha ji knows", and folds every hurt into quiet prayers. Simple plaits, small silver studs, and a heart that trusts karma completely-she endures hunger, chores, and cruelty with the innocence of a child who believes every tear is counted in heaven. Siddarth Sherawat He towers 6'4", 29, CEO of Sherawat Industries, a blade of muscle and midnight fury. Obsidian eyes freeze souls; arrogance crowns a heart shattered when his wife traded their newborn for richer blood. Love is poison, marriage a grave. Only Aditya-two years old, tear-streaked, craving a mother's ghost-melts the devil's ice. He'd burn worlds for that boy's smile, yet every bedtime fails to fill the void. Cross him and bleed. Love him and face claws guarding a broken storm.

Ivaan, abandoned in his very tender years, lived in an orphanage. Dedicating his life to academics and finally getting into the most prestigious college of India is his dream come true. To the world, VITM is a hallowed place of learning, its reputation for academic excellence burning brighter than the jewels that adorned its iconic crimson spires. But for Ivaan, it represented something far more elusive - the tenuous threads of his origins, generations of family history unspooling in that very place. Owned by the Vashishts, the family who had lost a son and had no idea that another exists somewhere. VITM, is the gate to Ivaan's past and future.

Typical 'Lost Mafia Sister', but this time as a boy. Main character is Ace, 16 years old, lives in foster homes, and with the typical abuse. But he never gives up and keeps on pushing through. He fights the abusers, and thats why he bounces around in foster homes. But by a lucky mistake, he gets sent to the police station after a nasty fight with his foster guardian. And that's when they decide to take DNA test and find out he has 6 older brothers from Italy. (THIS IS MY FIRST STORY AND ABSOLUTE SHIT, BUT I JUST WANTED TO WRITE THIS KIND, SINCE THERE'RE NOT MANY AS A 'LOST BROTHER' INSTEAD OF SISTER. ALSO ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE HEHE)

He learned early that hunger doesn't always mean food. Sometimes, it's the silence of an empty room... the absence of a voice calling your name... the feeling of standing in a crowd and still having no one. By day, he is just another student-quiet, unnoticed, chasing marks and a dream he isn't sure he can afford. By night, he carries a delivery bag heavier than it looks, walking past bright homes that were never meant for him. He doesn't complain. He doesn't expect. Because life has already taught him-nothing stays. Until one door opens... and someone looks at him not with pity, but with warmth. For the first time, he is asked to stay. For the first time, someone waits for him. For the first time, "home" doesn't feel like a distant word. But when you've lived your whole life believing you don't belong anywhere... accepting love can be the hardest thing of all. Maybe some people aren't born into families. Maybe... they find them.

Twelve years ago, Ayaan Rathore was blamed for a tragedy that destroyed his family and was sent away without anyone hearing his side of the story. Now at eighteen, he returns to a home where everyone still believes he is guilty. As old memories resurface and hidden secrets begin to unfold, the truth about that night slowly starts to come out. Read the story to know the truth.

VISHWAJIT PRATAP SINGH: People don't just whisper his name - they shiver when they do. Vishwajit Pratap Singh. The man who doesn't rule a city. He commands Central India. From the dusty streets of Madhya Pradesh to the towering skylines of Nagpur and Raipur - his shadow stretches farther than the law dares to reach. Ministers bow, cops tremble, and even rival dons pray they never cross his path. He's not in politics, but politics bends for him. One command from him, and cities burn. They call him Raja of the Underworld. To betray him is to dig your own grave. To stand beside him is to walk with power. In a world of snakes, he's the king cobra - coiled, silent, and lethal. ISHAN TRIPATHI: The boy who blinks back tears when someone raises their voice - not from fear, but because it genuinely hurts. Ishaan Tripathi is gentle in a world that's anything but. An introvert with a fragile body and an even softer heart, he walks like a prayer - careful, quiet, and full of grace. He startles at conflict, apologizes even when he's not at fault, and hides behind books instead of people. Born with a condition that makes him physically weak, Ishaan is a boy made of glass - but never cold. And somehow, he's the one soul that Vishwajit Pratap Singh, the feared mafia king, bows his head for. To the world, Ishaan is delicate. To Vishwajit, he's divine. His calm in the chaos. His light in the dark. His only softness - in a life carved from violence.

"Nothing is more important to me than my baba." "I wish you'd hold me close to yourself someday, baba." "You can't give what belongs to me to someone else." "I hate her, I hate her with all my being." "I wish I could kill her." A story of an 8-year-old boy who loves his dad/baba like no one has ever done, but in response to that love, he gets hatred and what if someone else is taking the place that should belong to him? A story of love, hatred, jealousy and obsession. A story of a complicated relationship between father and son.