✨Courtesy of shadows ✨🌿🤍 Seventeen-year-old Aarvi has mastered the art of silence. Calm, detached, and colder than the frost she carries within, Aarvi has built walls around her heart that no one dares to cross. But life takes an unexpected turn when her mother marries into the powerful Rathore family-a clan as influential as they are intimidating. Refusing to live under their roof, Aarvi sets her own rules, shocking everyone with her unyielding resolve. The Rathore brothers, used to control and obedience, suddenly find themselves intrigued-and infuriated-by this mysterious girl who refuses to bend. But Aarvi has secrets of her own. By day, she's just another student preparing for her final year of school. By night, she's the enigmatic CEO of Solitude, balancing a life no one in her family knows about. And when her secret world collides with her new reality, the Rathores may discover that Aarvi is far more than the quiet, indifferent girl they thought she was. Will Aarvi's icy heart survive the heat of the Rathore household-or will this be the beginning of a storm no one can control?. "They think I'm a puzzle to solve-too bad I'm the game they'll never win." Lily 💗🤍🌿💌

She never wanted a new family. She never wanted the Rajvansh surname. And she definitely never wanted to live in a mansion filled with five stepbrothers who saw her as nothing more than a stranger. At sixteen, Aaradhya has already learned one thing: people leave. So when her mother marries into the influential Rajvansh family, she agrees to move in for one reason only-her mother's happiness. Cold. Distant. Unreadable. That's what everyone thinks she is. What they don't know is that behind the quiet girl who avoids conversations hides a brilliant mind, a dangerous secret, and an identity known to millions online. But gaming isn't the reason Aaradhya joins St. Elvira Academy. She's searching for answers. Answers about Ahana-her best friend who has been lying unconscious in a hospital bed for years after an incident everyone calls an accident. Aaradhya knows it wasn't. And the truth is hidden somewhere inside the very school she's just entered. As family tensions rise, secrets unravel, and an unknown gamer named Reaper slowly breaks through the walls around her heart, Aaradhya finds herself trapped in a game far more dangerous than anything on a screen. Because some mysteries were never meant to be solved. And some families are built not by blood- but by the people who refuse to leave. Hello readers! 🖤 Welcome to The Rajvansh Enigma. This is my very first story, so I'm really excited (and a little nervous) to share it with you all. I hope you enjoy Aaradhya's journey as much as I enjoy writing it. Please support the story with your votes and comments-it would mean a lot to me! Happy reading! ✨ - NyxWrites

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✨️Coming soon... in a few months!!!✨️ A story about quiet loneliness, unexpected family, chaotic friendships, and a girl who learned how to live without asking for more. But sometimes, life brings back the people you stopped expecting. And sometimes, strangers share your blood. Alizay Raima Alamgir is seventeen, and her world has always been small, quiet, and carefully held together. She lives with her paternal grandparents in a house filled with warm meals, protective prayers, and gentle love. They spent years trying to fill the emptiness left behind by others, yet some spaces in her life remained untouched. She has seen her parents her whole life, but never truly known them. Her memories are made of glowing screens, paused smiles, and photographs that looked more like performances than family. Her mother chose a life far away, while her father stayed distant, unable to build a bond with the daughter who reminded him too much of a past he could never forget. And then there are her half brothers. Older, unfamiliar, living lives that never included her. To them, she is simply their father's daughter. Nothing more. So Alizay grew up in a smaller world by choice. Relatives stayed distant. Cousins became strangers. Her life settled quietly into a safe circle made of her grandparents, her best friends Zeeniya and Sana, and herself. That was enough. Until the house begins to fill again. One by one, relatives arrive with laughter, noise, and unfamiliar familiarity. And then the people she has only ever known from a distance finally step into her reality. Her father. Her brothers. Not through a screen, but standing right in front of her. And for the first time, Alizay finds herself caught between being a stranger and belonging to a family she never truly had.

They said she didn't try. They said she chose herself. They said she was the reason their parents died. So they threw her out... like she never belonged. Three years ago, Meher lost everything in a single night-her parents, her home, and the only people she ever called her world... her brothers. Meher was the last person who saw them alive. She promised to save them. But she failed. And they believed she never tried. But what if the story they believed... was never the truth? When fate brings her back into their lives at a wedding that was never meant to reunite them, old wounds begin to bleed again, truths start to surface, and hearts that once loved... begin to shatter all over again. Because sometimes, the one you hate the most...is the one you never stopped loving. And sometimes, the biggest misunderstanding... costs you everything.

At fifteen... she was light. Niharika Rathore was the kind of girl who made rooms softer just by entering them. A sunshine soul wrapped in innocence. She laughed too easily, trusted too quickly, and loved her mother more than anything in the world. Her eyes-almond-shaped, deep, observant-held warmth. Her smile could melt silence. Chubby cheeks like cotton candy... a face everyone remembered. But some stories don't stay soft. Because in one night... everything changed. The man her mother trusted... the man who was supposed to become her stepfather... became the reason her world cracked open. Nothing loud. Nothing spoken. Just a line crossed that should have never been crossed. And after that night... Niharika was never the same. --- At seventeen... she is still alive. But the sunshine is gone. Her smile doesn't reach her eyes anymore. Her gaze avoids people, like the world itself became unsafe. Quiet. Careful. Guarded. She no longer trusts light. She only trusts shadows. Then fate turns again. Her mother slips into a coma. And suddenly... there is no place left for her. A maternal grandfather she barely knows sends her away-far from everything she called home. But before she can leave... another truth arrives like a storm. A father she never truly knew. A name whispered in fear. A mafia king. And he wants her back. Not as a guest. Not as a choice. As his daughter. --- But Niharika has already learned one thing the hard way: Men break things. Even the ones who are supposed to protect you. Now she is taken into a world she never imagined- A house filled with power... silence... and eight brothers who see her as an outsider. No women. No softness. No familiarity. Only rules. Distance. Watchful eyes. And a girl who is terrified of men... being forced to live surrounded by them.

The Grandaughter Of The Duranis For sixteen years, Amal Aria Yazdan Durani believed she was alone. Her mother died the day she was born. Her father died before he ever got the chance to hold her. Raised by her maternal relatives, Amal grew up believing she had no one else in the world. No grandparents. No uncles. No cousins. No family waiting for her. At least, that's what she was told. But some secrets refuse to stay buried forever. When a single phone call reaches Muhammad Mujtaba Durani, the powerful patriarch of the Durani family, a truth hidden for sixteen years comes to light. His granddaughter is alive. The granddaughter he prayed for. The granddaughter his family never knew existed. Suddenly, Amal finds herself standing before a family of grandfathers, grandmothers, uncles, aunts, brothers, cousins, nephews, and a home that should have been hers all along. A family determined to make up for sixteen lost years. But how do you trust a love you've never known? How do you accept a family you were taught didn't exist? And how do you heal when you've spent your entire life believing you were unwanted? Because sometimes the greatest love stories are not about romance. Sometimes they are about finding the family that was always yours. She was their dream. They just didn't know she existed. The Grandughter Of The Duranis A Durani Family Saga

"Kings raise princes." "I raised a lioness." - Arjun Singh Rathore Fifteen years ago, Jaipur lost its princess. The only daughter of the powerful Rathore family vanished without a trace, leaving behind seven brothers, a grieving family, and an eldest brother who never stopped searching for her. Seventeen years later, the missing princess lives under a different name. Anaya Verma. Cold, guarded, and carrying scars no one can see, she has built a life far away from the family she believes abandoned her. But when the truth finally comes to light, the Rathores discover that the cheerful little girl they lost has become someone they no longer recognize. As old wounds reopen and shadows from the past begin to return, Aadhya must decide whether she can trust the family that never stopped looking for her. Because fifteen years ago, they lost a princess. They never expected to find a queen.

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆 : 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒆. ​ Shanvi Rathore, a prodigy, earned a scholarship to the main branch of the academy, unaware that her life was about to change completely. Obsidian Crest Academy is not just any institution. It is where the children of the rich, the elite, and the powerful study, where influence is inherited and authority is unquestioned. From the outside, it looks like heaven, a dream thousands of students would give anything to live. Inside, it is worse than hell. Because here, everything is a game. A game that brutally destroys the one it chooses. There are two groups who rule it. The Crowned Kings and The Black Sovereigns. A single card decides your fate. A Red Card from the Crowned Kings or a Black Card from the Black Sovereigns, and neither of them promises your safety or your place in the academy. And above them all stand the Ranawats. Six brothers and one father, a family woven into power, politics, and control. They are the elite. They are authority. They do not demand respect, it is given without question. Shaurya Ranawat, the eldest, the Chief Minister of Rajasthan. Harsh Ranawat, the second, a force in the world of business. And the remaining four brothers, the ones who created the Crowned Kings, hold a kind of power that cannot be defined, only feared. What happens when Shanvi enters their world? First as a scholarship student. And later, as their step sister. One thing is certain. They are fully aware of the power they hold and the things they protect. They claim they want to destroy her, yet the way they look at her says something far more dangerous, as if they would burn an entire country to ashes just to keep her untouched.