A person in his one eventful life goes through a lot of emotions and feels each of them with a different bond. Unconditional love for family, unwavering support with that one only friend who has been with him through thick and thin, painful heartbreak with a romantic partner, despise with things or people he can't stand, anger, irritation, fights, disputes, homely, and many others. Have you ever pondered if there is that one relationship, that one bond, where you get to experience all that is aforementioned and beyond? What if I say yes? Will you believe me? You should, though. I mean, how can you forget that unforgettable and unchangeable connection that you didn't choose to have yet now closest to you? you unmistakenly are protective and possessive over. The only link where annoyance won't make you abhor that one person or persons. One and only precious SIBLINGS. The siblings bond. The only relationship that, in actuality, is DEEPER than OCEAN. I am Viti Agarwal, representing you with the story of six extremely hot mafia brothers who will die and kill for each other. However, what happens when an addition occurs to their perfect family of six. Will they accept? or will they treat her just like one of them? Will they become expressive? or will they make her one of them? There are a lot of questions, and there is only one way to find the answers. Delving into the story. C'mon now, darlings, what are you all awaiting? Run to that plus mark below the book title and click on it to go to your library, so every time you know it is time to get some much-needed relief, everyone needs it. I need it. You need it. At some point, we all need a comforting story, and here is the soothing story to escape the harsh, exhausting reality of life. so be quick. i am going now. Let's meet again in the story. Encantada, Adios!!!

Rajveer: "you both are just my responsibility nothing else." Reeyansh: " maybe I can't accept them." Siya: "mere sirf do bhai hai aur koi nahi." *********** Piyu: " I know they hate us. but they are our family. we can't hate them. Arush: "you all are my favourite."

Book two of Royal Series. "Not all royals wear crowns. Some carry scars that glitter just the same." They thought the past had been buried. They were wrong. Akshat Rajawat was never meant to return. Not as a brother. Not as a soldier. And definitely not as the ticking bomb planted in their midst. But secrets have sharp edges. And now, they're cutting deeper than ever. As veils lift and truths surface, the Rajawat legacy begins to crack. Bonds are tested. Loyalties shaken. Love turns dangerous. While Aksh walks the razor's edge between revenge and redemption, Bhavya is caught in the crossfire- no longer a child on the sidelines, forced to confront the truths, and maybe break her promise. Because enemies don't always come with weapons. Sometimes, they come wearing familiar faces. In a world where every move is a game piece, Only one question remains- Who will be left standing when the masks fall? He doesn't want their crown. He wants them to suffer under the weight of it. Because this time, the forgotten son isn't just back. He's here to bring it all down. Or is he?

RATED M FOR LANGUAGE AND OTHER STUFF. 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. 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."

𝐀𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐲𝐚𝐩! 𝟏𝟕 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲! 𝐀𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨, 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬-𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦? 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞? 𝐎𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲? 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝.

They say, blood is the only relationship that can not be questioned. They say there is nothing thicker than blood. Blood is what makes a family, a family. But Kabir Raheja is adamant on proving the theory wrong. Kabir is a well-known social worker, a man who is building home with people he has no "blood" relations with. Kabir has a family of unknowns. The more Kabir sees the world, the more he wishes to love. The more Kabir wishes to adopt. A house where everyone is adopted, no-one shares any blood relations. What happens when Hardik is adopted by Kabir? What happens when Hardik doesn't want to be loved? What happens when Hardik tries his best to stay away from Kabir, and his other brothers? But Kabir knows, there is no ice he can't melt with his heart. Hardik happens to be sitting on the hot stove of Kabir's love. _______________________________________________________________________________ A brotherhood story.

‶He's not even a Raheja!″ His father yelled, the malice in his voice clearly audible. ‶But he is our brother.″ He said calmly. ‶Half brother.″ His father corrected him. ‶Brothers are bonded by heart and not by blood.″ there was finality in his tone, one that screamed any further protest would fall on deaf ears. ‶What are you planning to do, Rudra? Play father to an abandoned kid?″ ‶Haven't I been doing the same since I was 17?″ **************************** ‶You're a responsibility, little boy. Never forget that. Don't ever take bhaiya's kindness for granted.″ ‶Yes sir.″ the 10 year old murmured with bowed head. He didn't expect to be treated any better. The man's eyes twitched ever so slightly when he noticed the boy's shoulders slumping in disappointment. But he forced himself to remain unaffected. The boy was a testament of their mother's spirit. The spirit that they needed but were deprived of. Warming up to her son felt like a betrayal to their own struggles.

Book 2 The youngest of the Roy siblings, Zaara has always lived in the warmth of her brother's protection, especially Viren, whose love is both her greatest strength and her most formidable barrier. Now, as she dares to chase her own dreams, she finds herself standing at a crossroads: What happens when the one person she loves, admires, and cannot bear to defy becomes the very obstacle she must overcome? Determined to carve her own path, Zaara embarks on a journey that will test her courage, resilience, and the bonds of family. Along the way, she encounters two brothers, each carrying scars from a fractured past, their lives woven with secrets and silent heartbreak. As their paths cross, will the two lost brothers learn that letting go is the greatest act of love? Join the journey of Sunehri Lehrein, as the Roy siblings, Viren, Veer, and Zaara, step beyond their self-made boundaries and learn to live as a family of four, with Ahana Viren Arora joining their lives as the 'saviour' she is meant to be. Chapter 5: "How long do we have?" Veer asked, rushing to the driver's seat, exhaustion from his night duty evident, but his sister's dream mattered more. "17 minutes," Zaara whispered, bracing herself for his glare. He'd bury her alive for sure. "How far is the place, Miss Punctual?" he sighed, sarcasm lacing his words. "9 kilometers," she replied, sneaking a side-eye from the front seat. The car's engine roared to life "Impossible, in this Pune traffic?" Veer muttered, glancing at the ticking clock-16 minutes, 30 seconds left "Possible," came a voice from outside. Ahana appeared by his window, urging him out. "Bhabhi, aap? It's too risky-" Veer started, but Ahana slid into the driver's seat, taking control. "Bhabhi, this is showing 14 kms!" Zaara exclaimed, fear rising. "Shh, sit back and relax," Ahana said, her voice calm-unlike her driving, which tore through the streets like a cheetah unleashed.

Anirudh Singh Rajpoot has the power to bring the world to his feet; respected and feared, his one word can shake the government yet his heart yearns for the family he lost. Arish Singh Rajpoot had his life snatched away from him, brutally forced to leave behind the one place he could truly call Home. Adikrit Singh Rajpoot was born in the palace of riches with a silver spoon yet he never knew the meaning of love because he never got it. Aarush Singh Rajpoot has a heart of gold and loves everyone like family yet his heart longs for the moment he could truly have a family. When a cruel web of lies starts unraveling, the buried truths encompasses the lies woven over the years; Will the family finally find their Home ? Khwaish, A Heart's Yearning is a heart-wrenching journey of betrayal, shattered trust, rivalries, regret, redemption, forgiveness and acceptance.

Time a magical entity flows the same feels different at each instance . Long in pain. Quick in happiness . A brother a king waits for his first child whose absence leaves him hollow even after becoming a father himself . A brother who carries guilt under the cover of bright smile unwilling to admit that he is waiting for his little best friend . A sister in law a queen waits for the miracle she never met who is loved by her unconditionally. A young soul who sacrificed himself for his brothers awaits for a chance to meet them at least once in life ...... let us see what fate has in store for them .