Some stories begin with love. Ours begins with silence. This is not a perfect love story. It's messy, emotional, and painfully real. It's about the moments that change you, the people who find their way into your heart when you least expect it, and the kind of love that leaves a mark long after it's gone. If you've ever loved someone a little too deeply... this story might feel like home.

On stck for free after chapter 12 (free for followers.) "Vikram... please..." Naina cried softly as he dragged her down the grand staircase of the Rathore mansion. Her tears blurred her vision while her trembling hands tried to loosen his painful grip around her wrist. "I didn't steal anything..." But Vikram didn't stop. "Get out!" he said dangerously quiet, throwing her bag near her feet. Naina looked at him shattered completely. "Suniye... main kaha jaungi...?" she asked broken. Then Vikram looked at her with eyes colder than she had ever seen before. "Go back to your world, you cannot digest luxuries " He said.. Tropes: Secret Baby ✧ Rejected Pregnant Wife ✧ Morally Grey Hero ✧ Dominant Hero × innocent Heroine ✧ Angst Romance ✧ Groveling Hero ✧ Possessive MMC

After losing the only person she ever had, seventeen-year-old Siara is left completely alone. With social services pressuring her into foster care, she has no choice but to contact the man her mother never told her about. Her father. A billionaire with a perfect life, a powerful name, and absolutely no clue that he has a daughter. Now forced into each other's lives, both must face buried truths, painful misunderstandings, and the possibility of becoming a family after seventeen years too late.

She was theirs she never knew, and they would again have a gem after their daughter they never thought. She was a made of pure innocence, Soft and careful They were strong, Powerful enough to erase everything, They found their happiness again But she found....A home...A family To know about more continue reading, Vamika: Their Calm and Storm...

Kiara has never known what it feels like to be loved. At home, she was always blamed, always compared, and always treated like she didn't deserve anything good. So she learned to stay quiet... and hide her pain behind a small smile. Life was going normally until one unexpected day changed everything. A broken marriage, a sudden decision, and Kiara is pushed into a role she never imagined - "A Replaced Bride" In a new house and a new life, she meets someone who is nothing like the people she grew up with. Someone calm, patient, and gentle. Someone who doesn't question her worth... but slowly helps her see it. This is the story of a girl who spent her whole life feeling unwanted, and how she slowly discovers what it means to be cared for... to be chosen... to be precious.

She is a kind and soft hearted girl who covers her pain with a beautiful smile of hers. She is none other than our NAKSHATRA✨✨✨. Just like her name she will also shine like a star(TARA) by the help of this family THE RATHORES. There is this quote, that says, "A woman who has healed her traumas and kept her heart pure isn't just a woman-she is a walking miracle." Nakshatra is just like that , a walking miracle.💫💫💫 Just like her , the Rathore family also found its star and started healing by her presence and her nature. They are not bound by blood to her but are bonded by their heart. Some relations and bonds are thicker than blood. In the Rathore family, the mafia don's adopted princess, a mature soul who healed their wounds with her gentle wisdom while her overprotective brothers and loving father will protect her forever. This story is a mix of healing, siblings drama, family drama and slight mistery also. I hope you all enjoy this story thoroughly. And support me in completing this story. 🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿 Now dive into the story my Dreamers 💗💗💗

Her mind had erased her family years ago. Forgotten them, like they had never existed. In much the same way, Anastasia Volkov had been removed from her family. Sent away. Forgotten, like she never existed. Then, one day, she was summoned to come home... ....... The Volkov family is powerful and feared. Five formidable brothers and one beautiful younger sister. To everyone, they look perfect. Like nothing is missing. But they are wrong. Walls remember they were once seven. When Anastasia returns, people whisper about her. Difficult, unstable, dangerous. Some say she tried to hurt her sister. Others say her family hid her away to protect themselves. She doesn't know what is true. She can't remember any of it. Yet someone wanted her back home. But in a house full of secrets, being noticed might be the most dangerous mistake.

She was the light of the family... until the day they turned their backs on her. One by one, they abandoned her, leaving nothing but silence and broken memories. The laughter that once filled the house was gone, replaced by whispers of hate she couldn't understand. Alone, betrayed, and forgotten... she had to rise from the ashes of the family that once called her their own. Alright so here is the description of my first story buttercups please don't mind any kind of mistake . And the character introduction will be coming tomorrow so wait

He is Daksh Raghuvanshi. 24. Young. Ruthless. CEO of Raghuvanshi Enterprises. A man who never bends... until her. She is Nyraah. 22. An orphan raised by silence, now a law intern fighting for justice... and fighting herself every day just to stay unbroken. Two years. Two years of living under the same roof... Two years of stolen glances, unfinished words, and a love that was never named. She never said "I love you" out loud. Not even once. But every time she looked at him... she meant it. And every time she finally gathered the courage to say it... He only answered- "Hmm." Cold. Detached. As if her heart meant nothing. Until that night. A night where everything changed... where silence turned into closeness, and boundaries blurred into something neither of them could take back. She thought maybe... finally... he felt it too. Maybe this time, her love wasn't one-sided. But morning came like a storm. And with it-his words. "I am getting engaged today." Her world stopped. The same man who held her like she was everything... now choosing someone else. And then- For the first time in two years... He said it. "I love you." Too late. Too cruel. Too final. Her eyes shattered before her heart did. Because this was the word she had been dying to hear... but never when it mattered. Her lips trembled. And she whispered the only truth she had ever hidden- "Main... aapke bina nahi reh sakti..." But he had already walked away. And love? Love finally broke her... into pieces she may never gather again.