𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝓌𝑒'𝓇𝑒 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓂𝒾𝑒𝓈 .... 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓂𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒 𝓁𝒶 𝓁𝒶 𝓁𝒶 𝓁𝒶... "In a school where silence is survival, she chose to be heard." "I hate you," she said. "I hate you too," he replied. And then, without another word, they kissed-harder, like all the anger between them had nowhere else to go. Welcome to Obsidian Crest Academy- where power isn't earned... it's inherited. Seventeen-year-old Shanvi Rathore enters on a scholarship, an outsider in a world ruled by the elite and controlled by fear. Here, status decides your worth-and the powerless don't last long. Because in this place, you're safe... until you're chosen. There are no rules. Only a game. Two groups dominate the academy- feared, untouchable, and merciless. 👑 The Crowned Kings 🖤 The Black Sovereigns All it takes is one decision from them- A Red Card from the Crowned Kings. A Black Card from the Black Sovereigns. One card is all it takes-to erase you. The moment you're marked, the nightmare begins. Not just bullying- but calculated, public, and brutal destruction. They don't just bully you here... they break you. Everyone knows. Everyone watches. But no one dares to speak. No one. Because here, survival means silence. But Shanvi? She refuses to bow. She questions what others fear. She challenges a system no one has ever dared to touch. They rule with fear. She walks in without it. Her defiance doesn't go unnoticed. And in this game, being noticed is a death sentence. Now she's no longer just watching the system- she's trapped inside it. And the deeper she falls, the more she realizes... this isn't just a game played by students. This is power. Legacy. Control. Marked by a card. Destroyed by a system. But they made one mistake. They thought she would break. B

Prologue She was unconscious for four days. No one from her family came to see her. Her heart broke. She was in the hospital, yet no one cared enough to visit. Even after everything that had happened to her, she remained alone. As she walked slowly through the hospital corridor, her legs weak and her body aching, she saw them-her family. They stood there, talking in hushed voices. Relief and pain twisted inside her as she limped toward them. Then, without warning, a sharp slap struck her cheek. She stood frozen, numb not from the impact but from the words that followed. "Are you at peace finally? She has been raped because of you. Look at her condition, she is dying." A broken smile formed on her lips. Anyone could see her own ruined state-anyone but them. Once again, they had played their game. Once again, she was the one proven guilty. She wanted to scream, to tell them the truth. "It wasn't her who was raped. It was ME." But no words came out. Only silence.

"He was 11 when they threw him away. He returned at 19 as a billionaire who still called him 'Bhaiyu' in his heart."

Verena was only eleven when she got arrested for murdering her brother's best friend. She was sent to a psychiatric hospital for what was only supposed to be six months. Now at fourteen she has been released into her eldest brother's custody to the dismay of most of her brothers. No one knows why she killed her bothers best friend but no one seemed to care. She was labeled as crazed killer and was looked at like a monster. The dark puzzle starts to come together in ways her brothers never expected. But will Verena be consumed by her demons before the dark comes to light?

Alessandra has never believed in safety. Life never gave her a reason to. Pain carved her childhood, silence became her armor, and trust? That was a luxury she could never afford. So when she runs -- bloody, broken, and barely breathing, she doesn't expect saving. She certainly doesn't expect to be taken in by a family dripping in wealth and power and. . . warmth? A mother who refuses to give up on her. A father who watches like he's waiting for her to let him in. And six brothers. Rough. Protective. Complicated. Brothers, who don't know what to do with a sister who won't speak. She doesn't know how to trust. How to believe that maybe not everyone wants to hurt her. Every instinct tells her to run. To shut down. But they don't let her go. Not when she flinches. Not when she hides. Not even when she breaks. Happiness is for other people, or that's what she believes. But when love comes wrapped in gentle patience and fierce protection, when hands reach for her without demand, when hearts break themselves wide open just to hold her... she starts to wonder. Can a girl stitched together with silence and fear ever belong in a family built on love? Can she stand tall when the ghosts of her past refuse to let go? And when danger claws its way back into her life, threatening everything she's come to know... will she find her voice, or will she shatter all over again? Trigger Warnings: Child abuse. Violence. Addiction. Panic attacks. Self-harm. Death, and more.

|| Book 1 of the Syndicate Series || [Standalone] When young Diovanna is framed for something she didn't do and is sent off to a "boarding school" she feels abandoned and betrayed. But one thing was for sure, this boarding school was no ordinary school. One day when police roll in and search the place effectively shutting down the school, she is forced to go to the family that sent her away. The ones who abandoned her in her own personal hell. One thing is for sure, she is no longer happy and bubbly, she is silent and dangerous. ~~~ Ok yall idk abt the description but please give this book a chance!

My name is Seraphina Vale. Once, I had seven older brothers. Seven protectors. Seven liars. They said blood was everything. Turns out blood stains just as easy as it spills. My brothers haven't looked at me the same since that night. Like I'm a sin they can't scrub clean. Maybe I am. Because while they've been busy pretending the past is dead, I've been studying the board they tried to keep me away from- The king, the bishop, the rook, the pawns... The silent pieces moving in the dark. The ones who ruined everything. They forgot one thing. I learned how to play from them. Checkmate, bitches. ｡☆✼★━━━━━━━━━━━━━━★✼☆｡ They say a Valkyrie comes with fire in her veins and death at her feet. That a Valkyrie is born of flame, with death trailing behind like a loyal dog. Seraphina was cast out by the brothers who once held her with gentle hands and soft promises. Forgotten. And the world she was thrown into didn't offer mercy. It carved survival into her bones. It turned her heartbeat into a weapon. Years spent learning the truth they never told her- the truth about the game she'd been thrown into long before she knew she was playing. A game built on kings and bishops. Rooks and pawns. A board drenched in secrets, blood, and betrayal. A game where every piece moves in shadows... and every move costs a life. And Seraphina? She's the player now. Because one day, she's brought back. Back to the home that turned its back on her. Back to the boys who heard her cries yet never came. Back to the family that let her burn. And this time, she isn't returning as their sister. She's returning as their reckoning. With fire in her veins, death at her feet... and checkmate already written in her smile. ∧,,,∧ ~ ┏━━━━━━━━┓ ( ̳• · • ̳) ~ ♡Best Rankings Had♡ / づ ~ ┗━━━━━━━━┛ #1 hated #1 vale #1 seraphina #1 weapon #1 revenge #1 valkyrie #1 seraphina #2 d

Silenced by trauma, she returns to six brothers who blame her for their parents' death. Her voice stolen twice - by abuse and accusation. Can she break through their hatred without words? Alternative Story of my book 'Varni' (as requested). Storyline won't be the same though. Neither will be some of the characters.

•𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐱, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫-𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝• Once their everything, her life became a tormenting shadow, opposite her twin Ilaria's fairytale. Now, against her deepest will, fate forces her back to her nightmare's origin. She aims to finish quickly and leave, but destiny, with its knack for irony, throws her into the path of those she longed to forget, unaware of their secret yearning. The comforting proverb says time heals, but does it truly? Will she relive her horrors or face a different truth? Prepare to be captivated by Alessandra's journey of resilience and the past's power. Witness secrets unravel and the dance of pain and redemption. For within lies the answer to how, •𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐚 '𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧' 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥.•

They were her family. Her blood. Her protectors. Until the day they became her executioners. A powerful Italian mafia family which from insides were a definition of warmth but it was a force to reckoned with for the world. It still the same powerful family but something changed, something that made them more cruel and merciless..... Alisya Romano, Falsely accused of betraying the one person she loved most-her twin , Arianna Romano-she was cast out, abandoned by the very people who swore to stand by her. No trial. No mercy. Just exile. Alone and broken, she was thrown out like she was nothing to them. She was sent to a boarding school which is actually a hell hole, a place designed to strip away weakness and forge monsters. And they succeeded. The girl who once begged for her family's love died in that place. What emerged was something far colder, emotionless, deadlier. Years later, she was called back not becoz they wanted her but becoz of her father's funeral....but they don't know the girl who's returning is not the same. She's not the helpless child they discarded, but she is someone totally different, blank eyes, cold aura, a storm they never saw coming. The truth is a weapon, but redemption isn't given-it's taken. Now, they will face the sister they betrayed. And this time, she's not asking for their love. She's demanding their reckoning.