A story about the girl no one writes about. And the man who finally does. You've heard the stories. The quiet suffering of the youngest. The forgotten heart of the middle child. But no one talks about her- The eldest daughter. The one who became a mother before she even understood girlhood. The one whose childhood was stolen and replaced with duties. The one who was never asked, only expected. This is her story. The girl who never said no. The girl who bore every burden with a smile. The girl who tucked her dreams under her pillow and woke up to fulfill everyone else's. They told her: You're the eldest. Be responsible. They told her: Don't cry. You're stronger than this. They never told her: We see you. We're proud of you. We love you. She never asked for much- Only to be held without being strong, Only to be chosen without being convenient, Only to be loved... without condition. And then he came. Not a prince. Not a savior. But a man born from chaos, fire, and loyalty. A man whose world was loud, intense, and terrifying to many- But with her, he became gentle thunder. He saw her pain without her having to explain. He read her silences like scripture. He touched her broken pieces and kissed them whole. He didn't ask her to be strong-he simply held her when she was not. With him... She didn't have to earn love. She didn't have to be perfect. She could laugh like a child, cry like a storm, and live like a girl who once wanted to be a princess. And for once- She was. In his world of ruthless loyalty and loud love, She found the home she had always deserved. Not built from duty. But from devotion. A novel about the invisible daughters, and the men who make them feel seen. A tribute to the strong, soft, tired girls who've never been allowed to fall apart- Until someone says, "You don't have to carry it all anymore. Let me."

Shattered by the loss of his wife, Shaurya Rajvansh, a powerful royal , lives only for his young son, Aarav. Haunted by grief, his world revolves around preserving the memory of his late wife, a devotion that keeps him isolated from his family and the demands of his lineage. But with his son yearning for a mother's warmth, Shaurya faces an ultimatum from his family: remarry and provide Aarav with the love he deserves, or risk losing the very thing he holds most dear. Desperate and broken, Aarohi Rao is a girl from the Malhotra family who has known nothing but rejection. Her first marriage was a disaster, and she is left to raise her beautiful daughter, Ruhi, on her own. When her sister flees an arranged marriage, Aarohi is blackmailed by her family into taking her place. Forced into an unwanted union, she enters the opulent and cold world of Shaurya Rajvansh as nothing more than a replacement. He married for his son, she married for her daughter. Thrown together by fate, two broken souls must navigate a loveless marriage. Can they find solace in each other's pain, or will their fragile lives shatter completely in the face of their pasts?

She says, tearfully, "No one loves me, why are you doing this? I'm a stranger to you. You've brought me here to use me, haven't you?" Her eyes are brimming with tears. He's shocked by her words, but then he gently wipes away her tears with a handkerchief, looking at her face, and says," aap humri jaan hai ,mohbbat ho gyi hai is dil ko aapse bas itna chahte hai ki aap hume apne is bade se dil me ek choti si jagah de " (You are my life. I've fallen in love with you. My heart only desires one thing from you - to give me a small place in your big heart) . . . . . Cover credit by @03myficational

He was a prince, a CEO, and a Mafia King-a man the world feared. She was the forgotten daughter, the shadowed sister, the sacrifice her family never saw. When fate twists, Aranya Singh Rathore is forced into the marriage meant for her stepsister... and finds herself bound to Veer Pratap Singh Chauhan-the untouchable royal, the ruthless tycoon who hates women as much as he rules them. She is the bride he never wanted. He is the husband she cannot escape. But every scar tells a story, and every secret threatens to burn their fragile world apart. Between palaces and boardrooms, betrayal and bloodlines, a mistaken bride may just become the queen destiny chose.

Published again !Under editing! Brightness." That's what her name meant. Kaashvi-a daughter, a sister, a healer. Quiet and reserved, yet fierce when it mattered. She carried her family, her work, and the orphanage close to her heart. Her smile hid secrets, fears, and an unspoken longing for love. She tried to balance it all - her family, her life, her work, and the orphanage she cared for deeply. Her biggest supporter and her healer she completely relies on- her krishna To the world, everything seemed perfect. Her goals were clear: study hard, work honestly, and give her loved ones a beautiful future. But was it really as beautiful as it looked from the outside? And then-she met him. Aviraj Singh. The ruler. To the world, a ruthless tycoon and rising politician. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. But behind the walls, a boy who had been taught never to feel. They said he never earned anything; everything was handed to him. Some feared him. Some hated him. But no one truly knew him. He never thought anyone could see past the walls he built - until *she* did. She lived for others. He lived for control. Fate tied them in the most unholy way-at a temple, on a stormy night, in a forced marriage no one saw but them. Now bound together, will love break through their scars? Or will it destroy them both? Was it just a deal to be fulfilled, Leaving them both shattered - Forever? Can they look past the pain in each other's eyes? Can she find the love she's always dreamed of? Can he finally open up to someone - and be seen?

♡•°~Healing Romance Shivika Bhardwaj made one mistake-she fell in love and got pregnant before marriage. Her family didn't forgive her... they threw her out like she never mattered. And then there's Rakshit Mahajan-an orphan who has everything money can buy... but not a single person to share his silence with. He feels deeply-pain, anger, sadness-but all he's ever shown is silence. He believed he was meant to live unloved, unseen, and alone. Two strangers. Two broken hearts. One quiet connection that changes everything. Story of second chance, unspoken love, and healing that begins in the most unexpected way. TROPES:- * Unexpected Marriage * Slow-burn * Pregnancy Before Marriage * Agegap * Second chance * Abandoned X Orphan * Classical Dancer X Businessman * Strong MMC * Happy Ending Read their story and see how healing found them.

☆𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 3 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 "Dove, I'm fucking insane when it comes to you. You're mine, every inch, every breath, every sound you make in this room belongs to me" "Next time you laugh for someone else... I'll make sure you're screaming only my name the whole night." Her breath hitched, and his mouth claimed hers hungry, punishing, desperate like he was marking his territory. --- 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗕𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗕𝗿𝘂𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗴𝗴𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲. 𝗬𝗲𝘁, 𝗛𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗺𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲, 𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗲𝘅𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱. 𝗞𝗶𝗮𝗿𝗮 𝗔𝗴𝗴𝗮𝗿𝘄𝗮𝗹, Once a girl full of light and laughter, she had been broken by the cruel betrayal of her first love, left to wander in the darkness of her own pain. And then came 𝗩𝗶𝗱𝘆𝘂𝘁 𝗞𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗮. The man the world feared the name that made even the bravest shiver. Quick-tempered, ruthless, sharp with words that could cut deeper than a blade. But with her, he was different. With her, his rage turned to restraint, his sharpness melted into tenderness. To the world he was a storm, but to her he was the calm, the quiet, the only place she could finally breathe. But what makes Vidyut legendary in the underworld isn't just his ruthlessness - it's his Siberian Tiger, 𝗥𝗲𝘅 𝗞𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗮. --- This book is connected to my first book, Adarika:His Ignored Bride.

#1 book in The Ruined Series She was never meant to be the bride. A widow, a replacement, an afterthought. But when her sister disappears before the wedding, Natasha is forced into an unwanted marriage with Shivansh Ranawat-a man who didn't choose her, and doesn't plan to love her. And yet... fate never asks permission.

"एक दिल है, एक जान है दोनों तुझपे, कुर्बान है..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mrinali Rathore. Coming from a royal family, she is a shy, kind and generous woman. She will help anyone who is in need but don't take her kindness for granted. Above all is her self-respect and she won't let anyone ever take it from her. Ishir Singh Rajput. He is the billionaire with a big 'B' and an underground Mafia! Woman's dream and man's nightmare! With a face of Greek god, he is a devil in disguise! Touch his family or work and he will bring hell to your feets. Tune in to know how their story turn out to be!

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK