"mayank markande, shut up. you can't talk to me like that, I'm your professor don't forget" abhishek said with anger in his eyes "make me sir" mayank said with a teasing smile professor x student some times love is born out of hate. a story of a young professor of st. Xavier University and a challenging student. credits:- @Yours_Sincerely505 *** it's an abhiyank story

In the village of Kharavali, nestled among the golden wheat fields of rural Punjab, every bad thing was common and fear was the only law that truly mattered. Here, the Gill family ruled as undisputed heads for three generations. They owned the lands, the wells, the transport routes, and the silence of every soul who lived within the crumbling stone walls. No dispute was settled, no problem solved, and no tradition enforced without their word. The village existed in a perpetual shadow of cruelty disguised as custom where power flowed through blood and gold, and softness had no place to survive. At the centre of it all stood the grand yet oppressive Gill haveli, a fortress that swallowed lives and spat out obedience. In Kharavali, the Gills did not govern. They owned. WARNING ⚠️ The story contains dark theme, read on your own, you've been warned already. #r*pe #mpreg #violence

A story of obsession, possessiveness, and the fine line between love and chaos.

After a tragic flood separates two brothers, the elder spends years searching for the little brother he could never forget. But when he finally finds him, the younger remembers nothing of his past and is living happily with another family who raised him as their own. Torn between blood ties and the life he built, the lost brother must uncover who he truly belongs to before both families lose him forever.

"Once, we were a home. Now, we're just memories trying not to hurt." When love turns into distance and care becomes pain... can broken bonds ever be fixed? Or are some relationships meant to bleed forever? A story of love, guilt, separation, and the pain of unspoken emotions. Disclaimer:- :-Grammatical mistakes🙃 :-Poor english 🤧

This is a story about three brothers. The eldest is mourning the loss of his long‑lost brother while also shouldering the responsibility of his adopted brother. Little does he know, the brother he's caring for is the very reason he finds joy in life, the missing piece that makes his world complete. He's been guarding his heart, afraid to get too close, fearing he'll lose him like he did his real brother. But what happens when he finally discovers that his heart feels just as warm and bright for his adopted brother as it did for his own blood? What happens when the long‑lost brother returns? Will the three brothers be able to live a happy life together, or will they fall apart?

"I'm not your brother! Aap log samajhte kyun nhi ho!" Aditya spat, voice sharp, eyes blazing, "I never wanted this family, and I don't belong here! Mereko aap logo ke saath nhi rehna hai. I was better in the orphange." Vikrant's gaze cut through him like ice, every word measured and heavy with authority. "You belong whether you like it or not. Main phir se to nhi jaane doonga tujhe. No matter what." Advik stepped forward, placing himself between the two with a protective calm. "Bhaiya rehne do he is not going to understand our world right now. But there is no way he is going to escape. And I will make sure of that." Ishaan, leaning casually against the wall with a mischievous grin, shook his head. "Bhai, you can try to run all you want. But aapko bohot miss kiya hai hum sab ne itne saalon mein ab wapis to gayab nhi hone denge hum." Aditya's chest heaved in defiance as he thought about how he was caught between these Mafia's who were claiming to be his brothers. "Run if you want," Advik said finally, his voice low and deadly, "but in this family, no one escapes. Not even you." **"He spent years running from the only family he ever had... but some bonds can't be broken, no matter how far you go. Vikrant Malhotra built an empire from blood and control, Advik enforced it with iron fists, and Ishan watched over everyone with quiet warmth. Arjun thought he could escape them, the family he never asked for. But the Malhotras don't lose what's theirs. In a world of shadows, danger, and loyalty tested by fire, Arjun must decide: stay a lone storm... or embrace the family that refuses to let him go."**

What will happen when a young boy is forcefully staying in a house which he is unaware of, what will change his life after meeting his step siblings? All the characters are fictional here and the storyline is my, kindly enjoy it and leave your opinion! <3 The story cover is made by Aureliaofautumn, thanks to her. 💗

4 brothers who are lifelines of each other. Their world starts and end at each other. Hardships of life has make their bond stronger but miles away someone is there connected by blood but sepearted by destiny. The sister of these brothers. A sister who was deprived of love, care , warmth, happiness and family. She hates them or she thinks so. What will happen when these two worlds will collide with each other? When the destiny will play it cards and fate decided to change will it change for the BEST or the WORST. Let's dive in the story of Singhania's. 💖💖💖💖

The Singhaniyas are powerful. Respected. Feared. Behind the perfectly set breakfast table and effortless sibling laughter lies a past no one speaks of. Rhyna Singhania has learned to survive with calm smiles and silent prayers. Two years after her husband's death, she lives surrounded by the chaos of three brothers who see her as their world-their bhabhi maa. What was believed to be an accident hides truths too dangerous to surface. Loyalties will be tested. Secrets will unravel. And the house that once felt safe will no longer be the same. Because some families are bound by love... and some by secrets.