Kuhu looked at the portrait hung on the wall, the smile on her face becoming increasingly strained with each passing moment. She shifted her attention to her brothers, hoping for some solace. They were all admiring the woman in the portrait who also happened to be THEIR mother. Only their mother. She turned to leave the living room, completely unnoticed. Her footsteps echoed in the empty alley, her heartbeat even louder. As she closed the door behind her, tears gushed to her eyes of their own accord. She didn't know why, she didn't know how...but her feet carried her to the most overlooked drawer of her closet. Inside a forgotten personal diary lay a crippled photograph. One that would never find it's way to the living room. One that was destined to always remain a photograph and never a portrait. Her mother. Only her mother. It was a gift from the most vile woman she had known in life. One who surpassed even her bua ji. Her maasi. She had gifted her the picture nearly 5 years back. Not as her mother's remembrance but as a reminder of her legacy. She brought the photo close to her chest and whispered, "I love you, mumma." - "This is your legacy, Kian. Your destiny was carved long before your first breath. You were never meant to walk the same path as your brothers. Your purpose is far greater than theirs." the man said, his eyes gentle despite the sharpness in his words. Kian didn't flinch. "I will never become what my brothers chose not to be." he said stiffly, conviction brimming in his eyes. "Even at the cost of those same brothers' life?" the gentleness was gone. All he could see was a devilish, threatening glint. Kian's jaw clenched. "A pest like you can't even touch my brothers!" The man chuckled. "Pests are underrated, Kian. They move unseen, untamed, untraced and thus...they know much more than they must." "Whatever that means?" "That means..." the man stepped closer. "You know the Devil more than anyone else."

She is 15 year girl who seemed too delicate for the heavy world waiting for her. Cute in her mannerisms, quiet in her presence-she kept her thoughts tucked away like secrets in a locked diary. Around strangers, she was polite and reserved, never letting her words spill more than necessary. But with her mother, she would shrink back into a childish warmth, clinging to her laughter and innocence as if it were the last thread of safety she knew. Now, everything was about to change. Her mother had remarried, and a new home awaited her-a house filled with six elder brothers, a stepfather she barely knew, an uncle and aunt, and the watchful eyes of grandparents. It was a family that seemed too large, too overwhelming, for someone who feared her own emotions. Would she let her walls down in this unfamiliar household? Would she accept them as her own, or would she retreat further into silence, lost between childish dependence and the burden of growing up? No one could tell-not even she. Only time would reveal whether her fragile heart could find belonging in the place that was about to become her world.

Seventeen-year-old Siya has known nothing but hardship. After losing her mother, her world shatters further when her own father sells her to a ruthless loan shark to settle his debts. Chained to a dark fate, Siya makes a desperate escape in the dead of night. But destiny takes a cruel turn-she collides with a luxury car speeding down the road. Behind the wheel is ekansh Rathore, the enigmatic heir of the powerful Rathore empire-a mafia lord feared by enemies, worshipped by allies. Hardened by bloodshed and betrayal, ekansh and his five brothers have long buried their hearts, ever since the tragic day they lost their mother and infant sister in a brutal attack. But when ekansh Singh Rathore carries the injured girl into his mansion, none of them realize the storm about to unravel. The fragile, terrified girl they saved is none other than the lost Rathore princess-their baby sister, ripped from them years ago, now standing before them as a broken yet unyielding soul. Torn between disbelief, guilt, and hope, the Rathore brothers must face the truth: fate has returned their sister in the most unexpected way. Yet reclaiming her is not easy-Siya carries wounds deeper than scars, enemies from her past, and secrets that could burn everything to ash. Please read few chapters first 🥹🎀🎀 In a world where blood ties are sacred but betrayal lurks in every shadow, Siya's return could either heal the Rathore empire...or drag them into the deadliest war of their lives. A tale of family, betrayal, survival, and rebirth, this story unfolds with high-stakes drama, dark mafia themes, and the powerful bond of siblings rediscovering the love they thought they had lost forever.

The Royal Mess Aditi Aditya Rathore is no ordinary teen-she's the sassy queen of comebacks, drama, and unapologetic self-obsession. Her small world has always revolved around her dad, her best friend, and her buddy... until one shocking truth from her father's past flips everything upside down. Forced to leave behind her carefree life, Aditi is thrown into the grand world of the Rathores-a royal family built on power, prestige, and ruthless discipline. A world where she doesn't belong. A world that expects perfection. But Aditi isn't here to play by their rules. She's messy, unpredictable, and dangerously outspoken. Between new rivals, hidden secrets, and a love story she never saw coming, can she survive this royal chaos? Or will the "sassy queen" be crowned as the ultimate Royal Mess?

❀✧𝓢𝓪𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓪 ✧❀ : 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓯𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼 ❁❀✧ Samaira a cute little 15 year old girl. A gentle soul, An angel wraped in human form. Someone who hides her pain behind her smile. Her mother Nandini who got married to Underworld's most feared ex Mafia king Rajveer Singh Shekhawat. What will happen when Nandini will force her daughter to live with Shekhawat family with her step father and 5 protective step brothers???

How can you be an orphan when your mother still pays for you? This is the painful question sixteen-year-old Vanya asks herself every day. Her mother's monthly visits to the orphanage aren't fueled by love, but by cold, crisp cash, a payment to keep Vanya a secret. Her father's existence is defined by his absolute rejection. Vanya is the childhood that never got to bloom..*The Lost Spring*. But Vanya's greatest pain is also her biggest secret. Her mother's first marriage yielded three handsome, powerful, and successful adult sons which are Vanya's *half-brothers*. They live a life of unquestioned luxury, entirely unaware of the hidden daughter who shares their blood. When a chance encounter shatters the rigid boundary between Vanya's world and theirs, the family's sixteen-year lie begins to crumble. The truth will tear their privileged world apart. But for Vanya, is exposing the secret worth the risk of losing the only family she's ever truly yearned for?

She lived with her father who never really cared about her. For ten years, she was away from her brothers, growing up without them. Now, she's back and things were about to change. They never thought they'd see their sister again. Not after all these years. When she walked back into their lives, everything changed. One of them was all smiles, showing his happiness without a second thought. Another, though just as happy, fumbled with his words, unsure how to show it. The third, the quiet one, didn't say much-but his actions spoke louder than anything. He stood by her side, a silent protector, letting his care be felt through every move. And then, there was a boy. He had closed off his heart long ago, refusing to let anyone in. The only ones who ever made it past his walls were his brothers. But the moment he saw her, everything shifted. Her green eyes sparkled and for the first time, he found himself unable to look away.

Book 2 in the Chauhan Family Saga - sequel to From Strangers to Siblings. Truth....... Everyone says the truth can't stay hidden forever. But no one warns you what happens when it finally surfaces. Not all truths mend. Some tear through memories. Some leave behind guilt too heavy to carry. And some... change everything. The same happened to the Chauhan siblings. Mahika, Dhruv, Rajveer, and Karthik-once strangers bound by fractured bloodlines-choose love over legacy, trust over silence. They built something fragile but real. They became a family. And just when it felt like healing was finally possible... The video arrived. Abhinav's innocence was within reach. Mahika dared to believe that father and sons could finally become one. But fate had other plans. Before the truth could bring peace, a single call shattered their world. Abhinav Chauhan-critically injured in an accident. . . . And as one secret unfolds, others wait in the shadows. The consequences? The aftermath? They're not choices. They're storms the Chauhan siblings must face. But through it all, they stand together. None of them bends. None of them breaks. Even if some truths come to destroy..... This family... it stood stronger. As a force of love, refusing to be broken.

They were three brothers-hearts full of love, now fractured by tragedy. Ever since the day they lost their mother, their hearts have carried a quiet storm-grief buried beneath unspoken rage, all directed at the one man they once trusted most: their father. And yet, the father remains close-waiting in silence, hoping for a moment, longing for the day his sons will finally let him speak... to reveal the truth that's been buried beneath years of pain. Far away, a girl mourns the loss of her mother-the only family she ever had. In a single moment, she becomes an orphan... even though she knows she has a father who doesn't even know she exists... and the half-brothers who have no idea she was ever born. Her mother never hid the truth, but told it gently, not to place blame, only to help her understand. There were villains in their story, yes... but her parents were not among them. They were both victims of a cruel plan that tore lives apart. And so, her mother raised her with love and with a warning: "He already has a family. Don't go searching for a place where you don't belong." But destiny doesn't listen to warnings. Now, she finds herself in the very house her mother once warned her never to enter. A place heavy with old wounds and buried truths. Among people who see her not for who she is, but for the past she represents. To them, she is nothing more than a living echo of a mistake... a shadow of a history they'd rather forget. In this home, acceptance is a distant dream and survival may be the only thing she can hope for. But sometimes, even a mistake can become the reason to heal something which is broken. Born from a cruel twist of fate... Raised in silence. Can she mend the family which is on the verge of destruction?

a pure developing bond between brother and sister