Vivaan Kashyap has spent a decade perfecting one skill: staying out of Aviraj's way. Don't go upstairs. Don't ask questions. Don't give him a reason to look twice. But some things can't stay hidden in a house this big - not when the head of the family wants the two polar opposites together. •••••••°••••°••••••• I don't know if he was angry, exactly, or just pissed off - but my sixth sense was screaming at me to back off. "Avi bhai..." I whispered, my eyes dropping to his hand, clenched so hard around itself that blood had started to well up between his fingers. "Bhai, aapke haath..." (Bhai, your hand...) "Why the fuck are you so bent on going against my word, Vivaan?" he growled, and my back hit the wall before I even registered moving. I swallowed hard, throat working around nothing. "I did ask Vihaan bhai. I'm sorry, bhai, please - yahan kuch mat kariye." (Please don't do anything here.) I countered, begging. I still had a reputation to protect. A sliver of dignity I was determined not to lose completely, not here, not in front of everyone. "Yeh naachna gaana hi sirf pasand hai?" (Is dancing and singing really all you care about?) he said, gripping my jaw - firm, but not cruel, which was somehow worse. "Bahut shauq hai tumhe naachne ka?" (You really have such a taste for dancing, don't you?) His voice told me, clearer than any shout could have, that I was thoroughly, completely finished. I couldn't say anything. My lips stayed sealed, my throat gone dry and useless. I'd forgotten - foolishly, completely - that I had just woken the one thing in this house I'd spent years learning never to provoke. "Nacho," (Dance,) he said. "Inse ek kamarband bhi le lo aur dil khol kar nacho. Main bhi dekhna chahta hoon kitna achha nachte ho tum." (Take a waistband from them too, and dance with your whole heart. I want to see for myself just how well you dance.) "Bhai..." My eyes stung.

Recently, I've been craving stories about Thee and Peach after their married life. I didn't give any description for the story here; I just want to write about them. I can't wait for Peach and me... so I am here with their story. Read and find out about their chaotic and lovely life. Maybe it's a short story, too. It's made from my POV about Thee and Peach with their kids. Let's see... then, just read it as a fictional story.

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Phuwin admired Pond long before meeting him. Not because of his wealth. But because of his loyalty. A widower who raised his son alone and never looked at another person again. When their families introduced them, Phuwin met only one person.. Pavin. Pond's four-year-old son. And somehow, The child stole his heart first. But behind their smiles. Their families had already arranged everything. One believed the other agreed. One walked unknowingly into his own engagement. And when their names were announced together... Neither of them knew, Love had never been part of the plan. lie betrayal manipulation family love smut mpreg

"I thought giving you space was the right thing." Ishan let out a quiet laugh, the kind that only came when there was nothing left to laugh about. "I never wanted you to choose me." He looked at shubman, his eyes holding years of everything they never said. "I just wanted you to choose us."

Two souls find love but can they walk through it together amidst everything.

His Husband Series: Book 1 Kartik Arora has everything a person could ask for-success, respect, wealth, and a loving family. As the CEO of Arora Corporation, his life is perfectly organized, leaving little room for surprises. Advik Sharma lives a simple life in Jaipur, surrounded by warmth, family, and the comfort of everyday routines. Gentle, shy, and caring, he finds happiness in the little things-a cup of tea, home-cooked meals, and taking care of the people he loves. When an arranged marriage unexpectedly brings their worlds together, two strangers must learn to share not just a home, but their lives.

Sometimes, life changes with a single truth. What begins as an ordinary day soon turns into a whirlwind of unanswered questions, hidden memories, unexpected emotions, and a future neither ABHISHEK nor MAYANK ever saw coming. As secrets slowly unravel and hearts find their way back to each other, they must learn that some surprises aren't mistakes... They're miracles. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 🩵 GENRE: Romance • Comedy • Mystery • Family • Fluff • Drama 🌿 AU (Alternate Universe): This is a fictional Alternate Universe featuring ABHISHEK SHARMA and MAYANK MARKANDE. The story is entirely a work of fiction and is not intended to represent their real lives or personalities. 👶 MPREG AU: This story is set in a fictional world where male pregnancy exists. 🤍 NO SMUT: This story focuses on emotions, love, family, comfort, and the journey of two people navigating an unexpected chapter of their lives. There are no explicit scenes. ⚠️ DISCLAIMER: This is a fanfiction created purely for entertainment. All events, situations, and character portrayals are fictional. 📖 Updates: New chapters will be uploaded whenever possible. Thank you for reading and supporting my stories! If you enjoy the story, don't forget to vote ⭐, comment 💬, and add it to your library 📚. Your support means the world to me! 🤍 With love, your's JIYA 💕 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

WEST: THE SUN FROM ANOTHER STAR "I like you," he said with a serious expression. "I don't even know what I'm supposed to do about it, but I really do like you." "I'm sorry," I said softly. "But I don't feel that way about you. Please give up on me." "No." "..." "Maybe you just didn't make enough merit in your past life, having someone like me fall for you. Deal with it, because no matter what, I'm not backing down." "Then I'll go make some more merit." "I'll take you there myself." I sighed to myself repeatedly. Ever since he confessed his love to me, my life had never been peaceful again. If anyone else had been rejected that bluntly, they probably would have given up by now. But not him. He was stubborn, refused to listen to anyone, and was self-centered to the core. "I don't want much," he said. "I just want to be by your side, that's all."

When Dev looks at Dhruv, all he sees is home. All Dhruv sees is something he wants but can never have. What's written in their stars, and will they get there?