Anaya was the Rebel child of the family family she was loudest in the room she never follow rules she always break them but now she completely change now she is the calmest person in the room she follows rule and always respectful towards everyone. she was only sister of three brothers but one truth change everything the truth is she is not their real sister ,she is their step sister and there is another girl who is the real sister which is exchange at the time of birth in the hospital. Anaya was the proof of their father cheating on their mother. (English is not my first language so please ignore the mistakes. and also I am not a professional writer I just write to clam myself because I am a over thinker so to avoid over thinking I just start writing. I write for fun)

Aanya, was abused when she was a kid. Her father died, she lives with her mother and her mamu's daughter. When her mother remarried into the Ranawat family. She has to move in with her mother. She's not the kind to get love, she hesitates when she speaks. She has 6 brothers, she has to live with them. Everyone loved her fiercely, they can do anything for their princess. Dive into the story 🦋🫧

She was never meant to exist. Branded as a mistake... a sin she never committed, Yutika grew up under the protection of only one person-her mother. But when that protection was gone... She was sent to the very place she feared the most-her father's house. A house comprising stepbrothers, cousins, a stepmother, and other relatives. A house filled with power, secrets, and people who never accepted her. A family where everyone belonged... except her. At seventeen, while others chased dreams, Yutika learned how to survive in silence. But behind her quiet eyes lived a storm no one saw coming. Will she be able to navigate all this alone? Or will the same family that rejected her become the reason she rises? 🔥

They called her a burden. They called her unwanted. Aarohi grew up feeling like she did not truly belong anywhere. She learned to stay quiet, to not argue, and to not expect too much from anyone. Love was something she saw from a distance, not something she felt. One night, everything changed. On a stormy evening filled with loss and chaos, Aarohi's life takes a sudden turn. At the same time, the powerful Singhania family is dealing with a tragedy of their own. A family known for strength, discipline, and power suddenly finds their world shaken. When Aarohi's path crosses with the Singhanias, nothing feels simple. She is a stranger in a house filled with strong personalities, strict rules, and unspoken emotions. Six brothers with different natures. A father who believes responsibility comes before feelings. A home that feels big... but unfamiliar. Aarohi must learn how to adjust in a family that is nothing like the world she came from. Will she always feel like an outsider? Or will she slowly find a place where she is accepted not out of duty, but out of choice? This is a story about family, healing, strength, and finding a home in the most unexpected place. Because sometimes, the people who are not related by blood... become the ones who matter the most.

-"Fuck I can't wait to taste you." He says under his heavy breath. Excitement courses through my body as Tyler wraps my legs around his waist so he can pick me up. He carries me across the room and rests me down on a table. I can feel his hard cock against my now throbbing pussy as he uses his hips to shift me back. In this moment I realize I want him- all of him. - ••• Let's face it- everyone has "that person". That person that you can't forget about, no matter how hard you try. That person you would have done anything for, or anything to be with.. but, what happens when you and that person can't be together? B is a naive young girl who would do anything to have the perfect high school fling- until she meets Tyler. Tyler is older, more mature, and off limits. B faces many hurdles, twists, and turns as she tries to keep her relationship with Tyler a float. ***BOOK TWO, (Tempted by you) IN PROCESS***

I hated Blue for almost 10 years. It took me 72 hours to fall in love with her. Even though it might seem unusual for a 17 year old, I have a habit of timing things. In 6th grade it took me 2 hours to stand on the boogie board without falling on the water. Almost 5 days to read 'Dracula' in freshman year and 7 days to gather courage and ask a girl called Mary to go out with me. 12 minutes to set up an Instagram account and half an hour to organize my room every time we come to Cousins. Honestly, I don't know why I do it. To make my dad's watch or maybe to get a sense of control. Regardless of the motive, I've done it since I was a kid. The numbers make sense, I was afraid of falling so it took me a while to learn to stand confidently on the board, afraid of being rejected so it took me a whole week to ask a girl out. But I can't, for the love of my sanity, explain what happened this past week. Ellie is someone I never liked, since the day she compared me to Sid, from the Ice Age, things between us have been a war zone. I can't help it, she gets under my skin like no one else ever did. So I'd like to understand why, while we were stuck together during a storm, it took me just 72 hours to fall in love with her. -- 'The Summer I Turned Pretty' fanfiction. Ellie is my OC and belongs to me but anything associated with TSITP doesn't. Mature themes such as death, abandonment trauma, depression, and sickness are explored. Proceed with caution.

'Fuck you,' I breathed, pulling away from the kiss, searching his eyes. He was enjoying it. 'If you keep saying that, maybe you will someday,' he teased, his fingers going into the waistband. Feeling his smooth, long fingers on the skin of my pussy sent shockwaves through my body. He was staring at me, watching my every reaction, and I dared not to look away. I won't give him the satisfaction that I'm enjoying this. 'Feisty, huh?' he taunted, before his fingers slipped to my folds. I could feel my wetness coating his fingers, and I hated myself for getting so wet because of him. ──── ୨୧ ──── Four years ago, he shattered her dignity with a joke at a pool party Not just anyone - her brother's best friend. At fifteen, heartbroken and humiliated by Nolan Delacroix, Liselle left for Spain on a scholarship. Now nineteen, she's older, colder, and has no interest in making peace, especially not with him. She was supposed to spend her last summer in Spain, soaking in the sun with friends. But thanks to her mum's honeymoon plans, she's forced to return home -well to Nolan's home. Living under their roof she's determined to ignore him. Until his swim partner gets injured. Until he begs her to help train for the biggest swimming competition in Spain. She says no then she says yes. Hate turns out to be a really good motivator. So does lust. They agree to keep it physical, a distraction for the summer. Just skin to skin. But the water isn't the only thing heating up. Tension rises, so do the feelings she thought she buried. She swears she hates him, and he swears he hates her, then why can't they keep their hands off each other? Now, Liselle is torn between the country that freed her and the boy who ignites everything. She must decide: Will she dive into the past or swim toward the future? 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄: ❥mature/sexual themes/smut ❥alcohol references ❥language Started- July 19th, Finished- July 31st

BOOK 1 in the Drowning/Bully Standalone Series. WARNING: This book contains intense bullying, explicit scenes, triggering language, violence, and psychological content. I told Caden to cancel his stupid party. He told me, with that infuriating smirk, "Why? Planning to be my snack tonight?" Caden has made my life hell for four years, ever since our parents got married. He's gorgeous, arrogant, and the kind of boy Stanford girls trip over themselves for. Me? I'm the only one who sees right through him. He's a blatant bully, the devil who turned me into a surreptitious one. And now we're stuck sharing the same off-campus apartment for our entire freshman year. Living together means new rules, no boundaries... and a tension I never expected. The closer we get, the harder it becomes to remember why we ever hated each other in the first place- and nothing threatens our pride more than that. *** Step into an adventure of passion, forgiveness, and second chances. This is Caden and Madison's story.

After an unexpected ceiling collapse sends her apartment into chaos, Madelaine Grayson ends up living with her brother - and dangerously close to his tattooed, way-too-charming roommate. He's off-limits... but resisting him might be impossible. *** When Madelaine Grayson's bathroom ceiling caves in, it's not just drywall that crumbles. It's her entire world. Forced to move in with her brother, she finds herself swept up in the chaos of his new protective attitude - especially when it comes to his tattooed roommate, Noah Laurier. Noah is the epitome of perfection: sweet, hot, and embedded into every thought Madelaine has. But he's forbidden, and the closer she gets, the harder he is to resist. Well... what her brother doesn't know can't hurt him, right? *** "Matt's sister, I presume?" He walks towards the couch and my eyes widen. He's tall. I thought I was tall but this man could tower me, and when he reaches a hand towards me, there's an intricate clock tattooed on the back of his hand and his fingers have bones tattooed over them. This man is not human. He's tall and angular and dripping with sex appeal. This man is hot. Capital H, capital O, capital T. I don't think I've ever seen a human being so attractive. All I can think about as I force myself to keep my eyes on the screen is the feel of his jaw beneath my hand, and it takes everything in me not to look

Home in Their Arms The night everything burned, the Mirza family lost three souls - a mother, a son, and a newborn daughter. Zayn Mirza vanished into the shadows, carrying his sister and a promise no one ever heard. Years later, he is a man built from secrets and silence, living between power and danger, while raising his four-year-old sister, Inaaya, as his whole world. To Inaaya, Zayn is more than a brother - he is home, safety, and the arms she runs into with every laugh and every fear. Believed to be dead, the son they mourned lives on - protecting the daughter they never knew survived. When fate forces the past and present to collide, buried misunderstandings resurface, hearts are tested, and a fragile child becomes the bridge between broken souls. In a world ruled by secrets and shadows, one man's devotion and one four-year-old's innocent love redefine what family truly means. Because sometimes, home isn't a place. It's in their arms.