✨ "It will be a tale of betrayal and vengeance - where a family chose strangers over their own blood." 👑 The Raichands - a dynasty forged in 🔥 fire and 🩸 blood. Cloaked in velvet, veiled in shadows. Once royals, now rulers of an empire where loyalty is law... and betrayal demands death. Behind their smiles lie centuries of secrets, power, and regret. 🌪️ She was once their pride - then cast into silence. Forgotten. Broken. But storms never stay quiet forever. 🌌 Calm on the surface. Deadly at the core. The storm they never saw coming... has returned. ⏳ And this time, the truth won't stay buried. ___________________________________ Published on - 03/08/2025

A story different from the rest... Two names. One heartbeat. A truth waiting to be found. She doesn't know she's a princess - and yet, her presence commands respect like a queen. It's in her veins - the mark of Royal Blood. The Rathores Kings and Queens of Rajasthan. But what happens when the royal family discovers their lost princess is alive? What happens when she refuses to accept her real family? What happens when she's forced to return to the palace she never knew? Will she finally embrace her destiny... or choose to walk her own path? ────୨ৎ──── On the other side of power... lies the Underworld. The Rathores once ruled there too - until she arrived. NAYA - feared, respected, untouchable. Known to her empire as Madam Naya or Queen Naya. Her name is legend: Silent Naya - strikes without warning. Venom Naya - beautiful, but deadly. Her shadow stretches across continents - In Italy, they whisper La Naya. In France, she's known as Naya Noir. And now... the worlds of royalty and underworld are about to collide.

Anaya is a fifteen-year-old girl who lives with her aunt, Trisha, and her elder brother, Aarush. But they do not like her-instead, they trouble, torture, and try to control her. She was once a cheerful and lively girl whose smile could brighten anyone's day, but a painful incident changed her life completely. Now, Anaya is quiet and distant. Her face shows no expression-she neither smiles nor cries. She speaks very little, and only when Trisha or Aarush force her to. Nothing seems to matter to her anymore. Deep inside, Anaya still carries the pain of her past. She finds it hard to trust people, especially men, and avoids forming close bonds. Yet, deep inside, a spark of the girl she once was still remains. But what happens when Anaya is forced to live in a house filled mostly with boys? Will she be able to accept them? And what happens when the brothers, who hate and distrust girls, suddenly find themselves living with a sister? Will they accept her? What will become of a girl who loves solitude when she enters a nuclear family? Will she finally find her place? Or will her walls only grow stronger?

Hello my cute little red flags...(Hehe 😅) To The Boy I Swore I'd Hate Enemies weren't supposed to make your heart race. Trisha Sisodia had one rule - never let arrogance go unchallenged. So when Aryan Mehra, the campus' most annoyingly composed and unreadable boy, refused to pick up her pen, it wasn't just about the pen anymore. It was war. He was cold, distant, infuriatingly calm. She was stubborn, outspoken, and far too proud to back down. But somewhere between sarcastic remarks, accidental glances, and moments she swore didn't mean anything... Trisha found herself thinking about him more than she should. After all, hate was supposed to be simple. Until it wasn't. Because maybe-just maybe-the boy she swore she'd hate was the one she was meant to fall for.