Carina was six when she first stood outside the gates of the Zavattini estate. Only seven when she was sent to a suburbia five hours away. Being an affair child and a daughter, she grew up knowing exactly where she stood; at the lowest in the family hierarchy. She knew no one actually cared about her. But that was fine because there was nothing to envy about the women who were cared for in that family. At suburbia, she could sneak out to parties, read books, join the debate club, write essays on seagulls, dream about marine biology and California. She only had to return home few times a year during holidays; play quiet ,obedient girl with no opinions and leave again. Life was normal, mostly. Until the day her brother arrived at the school to take her home. And suddenly, Carina was pulled back into the world of rules, power and danger. For how long could she pretend to not feel, to not have opinions! Carina is 16 as she is standing in front of the same gates again. ( a non cliche mostly)

Two legacies. Two Jindals. Kuhu's legacy was absence. It was grief passed down like an heirloom no one acknowledged. It demanded to be remembered. It demanded to be kept alive. Kian's legacy was vengeance. It was an expectation thrust on his shoulders by strangers. It demanded obedience and blood. It demanded him to kill. They were the youngest Jindals, bound to their legacies by fate's cruelty. One a young adult and other a new adult, life would teach them both one lesson: Legacies do not ask for consent. They wait. And when the time comes, they claim what was always theirs.

Book 3 of Royal series. "Not all victories are won in war; some are won in the heart." Shattered. Broken. Alone. That was the truth Aksh chose to live with after burning every bridge that had once led him home. Betrayal had not spared him either; its flames had licked his skin, leaving marks deeper than scars. For the first time in his life, the boy who fought every battle head-on found himself with nothing left to fight for. But fate is rarely so easily dismissed. Just when Aksh begins to sink into the ashes of his own making, the one he least expects refuses to let him disappear. The eldest returns with a quiet, unyielding promise: no matter how far you chose to twist the knife, I still won't let you run. And the youngest? She simply refuses to loosen her grip, holding on with the kind of love that does not ask permission. What follows is not a war of swords, but of truths long buried and wounds long ignored. As secrets surface and silence breaks, the brothers must confront the fragile space between pride and forgiveness. Because coming home is not about crossing a threshold - it is about daring to believe you still belong there. The Forgiven Royal is a story of redemption and reckoning, of fractured bonds learning to mend, of love that survives even the fiercest infernos. Above all, it is Aksh's journey toward the hardest victory of all... forgiving himself... and allowing himself to be forgiven.

Once a boy trapped in the hands of a monster, Grayson Smith now stands a man carved from scars and quiet nightmares. No longer frail, no longer anyone's battlefield. He knows the fight, the ground, and the cards. Years after Charlie, years after a damaged teen, he inherits a crown he never asked for but life prepared him to bear. His scars speak louder than words, telling stories untold, half the Mafia wants him erased. The other half-led by the most feared boss alive-wants to claim him. Why? They share the same blood. The same flesh. Once rejected-now hunted to be taken back by force. Grayson-the silent shadow hidden behind castle walls, the mind behind the name Pokus II-finds himself trapped again in a circle of impossible decisions. But this time he isn't alone. At his side stand the ones he must protect, even as the growing menace threatens to bring him to his knees. He can no longer run to his uncles. He is no longer the child who needed safe hands. He is the Silent Hands now- the one who wields the sword. But the greatest enemy isn't the Mafia at his door-it's the darkness locked inside him. A hunger for destruction. A shadow born from blood he never wanted. A part of him that whispers he is no different from the man who abused him, no different from the father who rejected him, no different from the cruelty running through his veins. Grayson must fight that darkness-He must be different. Different from the man who abused him. Different from the father who rejected him. Different from the ruin that runs in his family and in his veins despite his pains and losses and he must watch his heart being torn again and again. What will become of Grayson Smith? 🍀Hopefully, the last book! 😁🍀

Luca lucci Giovanni - The name that haunted the halls of the giovanni mansions for a decade without fail.. As the youngest giovanni his disappearance left the family an empty shell of what they once were, one that desperately clinged to some sembelence of normalcy because deep down they knew and he knew. ______ 14 year old Luca has been through hell, 6 foster homes in just 5 years each worst than the last before finally settling with his Fosterparents far worst than any before. After a mysterious accident claimed the life of his foster mother and his foster father's disappearence. Luca is placed in the care of his biological family after years of being apart. His five older brothers and parents How will they react to his stoic indiffrence and coldness? In stark contrast to the bubble rumbuncious boy they knew. And him to more stangers that could break him even more. Will he allow them to see the tightly guarded walls he's built up throughout the years muchless break them down and help him heal.

Ten years ago, Aakrith was kidnapped. A few days later, his dead corpse was sent home to his brothers. Kabir Kaushik, a Commanding Officer, is told to add a trainee secret agent named Falcon to his team. Why does the boy seem like Kabir has known him for years? Why does Kabir want to reach out to the boy and talk to him? While Mitansh, Kabir's younger brother, has this urge to protect this kid at all costs. And Vatsal, Kabir's cousin, wants Falcon to love him even though the kid sounds annoying. How long will Falcon keep it a secret from Kabir and his other brothers that he is Aakrith, their baby brother who was declared dead ten years ago? Rated Mature because of the use of swear words lol Highest Rankings: #1 in baba [ 7th Jan 2024] #1 in emotions [15th Jan 2024] #1 in brothers [30th Jan 2024] #2 in brotherhood [30th Jan 2024] #1 in family [15th Aug 2024] #1 in secret-agent [24th Sept 2024] #1 in indian [15th Aug 2024] #1 in siblings [15th Aug 2024] #1 in sacrifice [24th Sept 2024]

She was the Goddess of Chaos in the Heavens. The mischief maker of the realm. But this one time, she goes a little too far with her mischief. She causes a huge war in the human realm resulting in thousands of deaths. Does she regret? No. That's the problem. "You do not realise the gravity of what you did, right Velatrix? " When the Heavenly emperor questioned her, she smiled. "My lord, I'm the Goddess of Chaos. It's my nature to bring disaster. What am I supposed to do? Regret? Why? Just like the God of luck brings luck and prosperity to the kingdom and people, I bring disasters" And that's how she found herself in a body of a human princess. The emperor had turned back time and made her the princess who never existed before. But what's up with her new human brothers who are pestering her every day like some bugs?

I thought I knew who I was. Gabriel Alvarez. Twenty. Son of a poor family in Albuquerque. Big brother. Protector. Future cop. My life had been built on long nights of work, endless study, and the unshakable promise that one day I'd wear a badge strong enough to keep my family safe. But then the threads started unraveling. Whispers of a world I wasn't meant to see. Names spoken like curses. The Caruso family. The Sicilian Mafia. Everyone in the city knew they ruled from the shadows. What no one knew, what I could never have imagined, was that I carry their blood. I am the brother they lost fifteen years ago. Every step I take now feels like a betrayal. To the family who raised me, who trust me with their lives. To myself, who swore I would fight men like the Carusos. But when the moment comes, when the truth tears everything apart, I don't know which side I'll stand on. The law I've devoted my life to... or the brothers who claim me as their own?

When the favorite grandson is in danger, his cousins who despise him are tasked with protecting him. Will they uncover the truth about their cousin's illness? And what about the grandfather and his secrets?

A story of a brother who couldn't bear to see even a single drop of his brother's blood fall. A story of a love so possessive it blurred the line between devotion and obsession. But tell me... is it just brotherly love or something far darker hidden beneath that devotion? This is the story of two brothers.... A story that happened centuries ago... and is happening again. __English isn't my first language and I'm not good at summarising, but I really hope you'll like the story__