Story of two very different people who are just like the opposite poles so far from each other and so different. One doesn't even think before killing anyone the most wanted gangster but no one can say anything to him because his whole family is into politics or we can say they are the government or SARKAR . Other one saves life like she is the god and she is because Doctors are known as God . What will happen when this two will collide path with each other. Will they prove the theory that opposites attract or will they drift more far away from each other. To know more read my story My Mrs.Shekhawat. Please show your support by voting and leaving comments. Thank you.

Prologue She was unconscious for four days. No one from her family came to see her. Her heart broke. She was in the hospital, yet no one cared enough to visit. Even after everything that had happened to her, she remained alone. As she walked slowly through the hospital corridor, her legs weak and her body aching, she saw them-her family. They stood there, talking in hushed voices. Relief and pain twisted inside her as she limped toward them. Then, without warning, a sharp slap struck her cheek. She stood frozen, numb not from the impact but from the words that followed. "Are you at peace finally? She has been raped because of you. Look at her condition, she is dying." A broken smile formed on her lips. Anyone could see her own ruined state-anyone but them. Once again, they had played their game. Once again, she was the one proven guilty. She wanted to scream, to tell them the truth. "It wasn't her who was raped. It was ME." But no words came out. Only silence.

Book #1 of the psychopath series 𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨... But for 𝖍𝖎𝖒? She's just his little ᴘsʏᴄʜᴏᴛɪᴄ ᴡɪғᴇʏ- Unhinged, unpredictable, and madly, dangerously in love. The kind of love that ruins or redeems. And he's yet to find out which one. --- 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐈 𝐑𝐀𝐈 A star on stage, an actress by soul, a dancer by blood. She's the kind of girl who lights up every room she enters- all sunshine, sass, and stardust. But behind that dazzling smile lies a secret no spotlight ever caught. No one knew that the happiest day of her life... would become the beginning of her worst nightmare. --- 𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐑𝐔𝐃𝐇 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐈 A name that echoes power. A billionaire who walks with storms in his veins. Ruthless in business, guarded in emotions, and allergic to lies. He never believed in love-not until she came crashing into his life like a beautiful catastrophe. Marrying her was never the plan. But fate doesn't wait for permission. And now he's bound to the very woman he once swore to stay away from... •~• Will he be able to give her the love she craves for? Will she be able to share her miseries with him and accept him as her husband? Tropes~ • age gap • extrovert×introvert • grumpy×sunshine • Arranged forced marriage • replaced husband • childhood trauma

All the roads I had taken somehow led me back to him, even the ones I had chosen just to forget him. ~•🌷•~ They say first love is something special. Something that stays with you, forever incomplete. Because maybe something complete has to someday end. But love? Love blooms within your heart and lingers through your soul. It isn't a season that ends. It's a condition of your heart that refuses to change. But what happens when you meet your first love at twelve, an age where you're too young to understand what you feel, especially when he's six years older and doesn't take you seriously? Such was the story of a little darling, a girl born in spring, cared for like a delicate flower all her life. A princess who had grown up in a castle of love. Anahira Raghuvanshi. Twelve when she accidentally met her brother's best friend. A boy whose name alone made her blush. A boy whose single glance could leave her completely mesmerised. A boy so charming that half the world seemed to fall for him without him even trying. Perhaps he was the Almighty's greatest challenge. Years passed, and Anahira grew up carrying a love she had never quite understood. A familiar smile. A safe place. A person she looked for in every room. And, eventually, the first person she would have to learn to live without. Then, just like that, he disappeared. No contact. Not even with her brother. Years of trying to bury the feelings she had nurtured as a child followed. But what about him? Had he ever seen her as something more? She knew he hadn't. Even now, after all these years, he still saw her as nothing but his best friend's notorious little sister. The girl who always found trouble and somehow always needed to be taken care of. She wasn't that little girl anymore. Will he ever see the woman she has become? Or will the ghost of their first meeting forever keep him from seeing anything beyond the child she once was? ~•🌸•~

_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. THIS STORY IS WRITTEN WITH THE HELP OF "AI",BUT STORY LINE IS MY OWN. Please read whole story.male lead have a really good character development This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!

One day, it was beautiful for both Devan and Zainne. Everything felt perfect for him, she assured him well, and he believed her every word. But then, one night, Zainne started to act weird. Her shift of mood was sudden and then it all came crumbling down.

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)

✫ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐈𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐆𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎⁎ She is a chatterbox He is a listener She is childish He is mature She is passionate He is supportive She is impatient He is patient or is he? . . . VARENYA MUKHERJEE A junior resident doctor from a small town in West Bengal who lives with her aunt after losing her parents in a tragic house fire. Once a brilliant student with dreams of becoming a gynecologist, Varenya also fell deeply in love with her senior believing he was the one she would spend her life with. But six years ago, something devastating shattered her world, altering the course of her life forever. KAVYANSH SINGH RATHORE A renowned writer and the successful CEO of AV Publishing House. Kavyansh is also the Prince of the Rajput clan in Rajasthan. Despite being the eldest son of his family, he has no interest in claiming the throne. He was once a cheerful man, passionately in love with his junior. But a life altering event six years ago changed everything, steering his life down a completely different path. Two souls: once madly in love, were torn apart by a cruel twist of fate. But destiny has its own plans. Years later, their paths will cross once again, forcing them to confront the past they left behind. Will love, patience, and unwavering dedication be enough to reunite them and complete the journey that remained unfinished? Join Varenya and Kavyansh in a story of love, loss, and fate where time may have separated them but destiny always finds a way. ✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫✫

Rihaan : "Anya is like the sun... she's the one who makes everything warm and bright, even when I'm scared. I think, if I hold onto her long enough, maybe the world will stay like that-soft and warm, and I won't have to worry about the dark." Ananya : "I would break myself a thousand times if it meant he could stay unbroken. His heart is a fragile thing, and mine will always be the shield that holds him safe from a world that doesn't deserve his light." _______ In the sequel to Innocence, life for Ananya and Rihaan is messy, yet beautifully tangled. Their days are filled with laughter, love, and the subtle ache of a past Rihaan can't fully recall. Ananya, ever the protector, cherishes his innocence, but beneath the childlike demeanor lies a brokenness he's unable to confront. One day, the cracks in Rihaan's facade begin to show. His playful nature falters, and the depth of his trauma surfaces. Ananya is forced to confront a truth she's long feared: Rihaan's past is far darker than she ever imagined. When Raj, Rihaan's brother, finally reveals the horrors he endured in his childhood, Ananya makes it her mission to heal him, to strip away the layers of pain and replace them with love. But Rihaan's mind-torn between the child he once was and the man he's supposed become-resists. The harder Ananya tries, the deeper the battle becomes, as Rihaan's past and present collide in ways neither of them can control. In the end, can love heal what the mind refuses to remember? Or will the ghosts of his past break them both?