Three brother who have a close knit relationship a bond stronger than everything suddenly gets broken. An intruder in happy family also known as new sister. How will Awan brothers deal with it? To find out more please peep in.

Safiya Shah has built her life on justice - fierce in the courtroom, fearless in the face of power. She never imagined her next battle would be with Zaviyar Khan, the cold, commanding Nawab of Azamgarh. Raised worlds apart yet tied by a hidden history, they are connected by a bond neither of them understands - and a darkness only Zaviyar remembers. When a family emergency brings Safiya back to Azamgarh, old secrets stir. Attending Zaviyar's grand wedding, Safiya watches in shock as his fiancée flees, leaving disgrace behind. But even greater shock awaits: a revelation that their late grandfather's dying wish was to see Zaviyar and Safiya married. For Zaviyar, it's the perfect storm. Behind his calm facade burns a deep hatred - a need for revenge for a tragedy Safiya doesn't even know her family caused. For Safiya, it's a battle of heart and honor - drawn to a man who wants nothing more than to see her broken. As promises are made under ancient vows, love and hatred collide. In a world where loyalty demands sacrifice, can a marriage built on vengeance survive the truth?

When I say Samaksh Rathore and Dhvani Shukla hate each other, I don't mean a little eye-roll or silent treatment kind of hate. I mean absolute, hard-core, blood-boiling hate. She's from Uttar Pradesh, daughter of a powerful political family-full of drama, chaos, and zero fear. He's from Rajasthan, heir to a wealthy business empire-swagger, charm, and sharp one-liners. Their worlds collided like firecrackers on Diwali. Their first meet? Vani stormed right in front of Samaksh's brand-new car, screamed at him like he was the villain of her movie, and-just to seal her point-she threw a stone straight at his ride. Sam, of course, didn't stay quiet. He roasted her so bad that the air was filled with insults louder than traffic horns. Their second meet? Worse. Another argument, another war. This time Sam threw the word "Bhagodi" at her, mocking the fact that she had run away from home. And Vani? She didn't waste a second-her hand flew, and the slap echoed louder than their shouting. Now, just the sight of each other makes their blood boil. If looks could kill, Sam and Vani would have destroyed each other long ago. Enemies isn't even the word... these two are living, breathing disasters waiting to explode.

Harman's world is small, just him and his little daughter Purvi. Being a single father isn't easy, but Purvi's giggles, stubbornness, and tiny hugs make every struggle worth it. She is his whole universe... his reason to smile after every exhausting day. Their life is simple, chaotic, and full of adorable father-daughter moments... until Anchal enters their lives. Anchal, a girl from Bihar, comes to the city looking for a fresh start. Carrying insecurities about her weight and constantly doubting herself, she rents a room in Harman's house as a paying guest. What she doesn't expect... is a tiny tornado named Purvi. Within days, Purvi claims Anchal as her person....dragging her into bedtime stories, snack time, and kindergarten dramas. Soon the quiet house is filled with laughter, playful arguments, and Purvi's daily complaints about her class rival Rihan. As days pass, the line between tenant and family slowly fades. Harman begins to notice how the house feels warmer when Anchal is around. Purvi has already made up her mind... But Anchal still believes she is only temporary in their lives. Between adorable childhood rivalries, heartfelt moments, and unexpected laughter, this story is about love finding its way into the most unexpected home. A heartwarming romance-comedy filled with cute chaos, healing hearts, and one little girl who might just be the best matchmaker of all. #indian 1 #romance 2

𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐢, 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘪. 𝘉𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘜𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥. Her '𝘒𝘢𝘢𝘯𝘥' list? Longer than her karma list. Her confidence? Higher than her salary expectations. She enters corporate life with one rule - no drama, no distractions, no kaand. But destiny has other plans. Because across the glass cabin stands her strictly professional, allegedly "sadu" manager... who heard her first opinion about him. Will Samiksha survive corporate life without creating another kaand? Or will the biggest risk of her career be falling for the one man she judged too soon? And HR... Please stay out of this. ✿✿✿ 𝐊𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐢. 𝘚𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦. 𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵. 𝘜𝘯𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤. The topper who respects everyone, never back-replies, never raises his voice. The kind of boy professors trust and parents adore. Love was never on his timetable - until she walked in. The baddie. The backbencher. The girl who offends before she greets. The one who claims she hates men... especially the "nice ones." And somehow, out of all people, the softest heart in the room chose her. But when a boy who has never raised his voice decides to fight for love, will her walls stay stronger - or will his quiet patience finally break through?

⤞ 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈 ⤝ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀᴠᴀɢᴇᴅ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ sᴇʀɪᴇs In every story, men run from their past-desperate not to let their shadows poison the light of the women who enter their lives. But what if a man didn't run? What if he wanted his shadows to touch her? To own her. Haunt her. To pull her into the fire he built himself. Because she wasn't just his light. She was his bait-a living, breathing key to the monsters still hiding in his past. ✧˚ · . Aarvay Singh Raizada ✧˚ · . rose from the blood-soaked gutters of a city that never slept-only watched. Now, he stands as Asia's most feared and revered name: CEO of Raizada Group of Companies by day. Kingpin of the underground syndicate Noctis Dominion by night. Haunted by a past cloaked in grief, questions, and a wife's mysterious death... Aarvay lives in silence. In sleeplessness. In sin. ✧˚ · . Saayra Mittal ✧˚ · . knows nothing of shadows. A soft-spoken, steady girl with dreams stitched together by duty and ailing hopes- ...and completely unaware that someone, somewhere, watches her every move. Obsessing. Following. Claiming her as his. But when Aarvay and Saayra's paths cross, it isn't fate. It's design. Because he chooses her. Not for love. Not for forever. But as the trap to lure his wife's killer into the light. What he doesn't expect... Is to fall into the very fire he set. He never sinned by loving. He sinned by using love. And now? That sin might cost him the only woman who ever mattered. Tropes : ~ Age gap ~ Stalker ~ Murder mystery ~ slowburn ~ touch her and die ~ she fell first he fell harder ~ Boss x Employee

✎ᝰ.𝐀 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 ⋆𖦹⋆ˎˊ˗ He was born for cricket. In the stadiums of his city, he was already a legend. Every swing of his bat - a warning. Every smirk - a challenge. 𝐓𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐧, the state's rising cricket star. Arrogant. Untouchable. Addicted to winning. And ? 𝐒𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 A fiery first-year media student with a pen sharp enough to cut egos - and the courage to question names that made others bow. She didn't chase stories. She exposed them. He was her assignment. She became his obsession. He hated her defiance. She hated his arrogance. They both refused to back down. Same college. Same battleground. Every encounter - 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓. Every glance - 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆. He doesn't lose. She doesn't bow And before the world knew his name, He made sure she never forgot it. She thought she was writing his story. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭. The stubborn, firecracker reporter who called him - "𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘁 𝗧𝘆𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁" and made the world see his cracks. Rules were broken. Lines were crossed. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 ────୨ৎ────

A woman steps into a world where power is everything, but the truth is the deadliest weapon. Seeking refuge, she finds herself entangled in a family bound by deception, haunted by betrayals, and hunted by enemies lurking in the shadows. As secrets unravel, hidden bloodlines come to light, and old wounds are torn open. Love and trust turn into weapons, alliances shift like sand, and the line between loyalty and vengeance begins to blur. But the real enemy isn't the one they see-it's the one they never suspected. In a war where the past refuses to stay buried, survival means destroying the very foundation they once stood on. And when the final truth is revealed, no one will be the same.

"She thinks I played with her feelings.....but if loving my Bebo was a game, I never learned how to quit." High school story His Bebo x Her bully Enemies to lover

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.