Three years ago, Taranya Raheja lost her entire family in an accident. At least, that's what the world was told. With no evidence, no suspects, and a case everyone seemed eager to close, Taranya was left with nothing but questions and a promise made to the family she buried. She would find the truth. No matter how deep she had to descend to reach it. Years later, the underworld knows her by only one name. AAFAT. But the closer Taranya gets to the truth behind what destroyed the Rahejas, the more one question refuses to leave her. Was her family killed to bury a secret... or to protect one?

They performed her last rites, while she was still alive. Akshara Maheshwari was erased from her own family before she could even understand what she had done wrong. Abandoned, forgotten, and declared dead, she disappeared from the world that once called her blood. Years later, she returns.. not as a broken child begging for answers, but as AK - a name the world admires, fears, and follows. She doesn't come back for forgiveness. She doesn't ask for love. And she doesn't reveal herself easily. Because some wounds don't need apologies... they need truth, power, and reckoning. As the Maheshwaris celebrate, lie, and protect their secrets, the past claws its way back into the present. A past involving betrayal, silence, a sold child, and a savior who changed her fate. What happens when a family realizes the daughter they buried... is the woman who now controls their empire? And what if revenge isn't her goal, but taking back what was always hers? A story of abandonment, survival, silent revenge, and a girl who learned to smile while planning her return. Read to find out: Will the truth destroy them... Or will Akshara destroy the truth first?

The Yadavs and the Suryavanshis - two of the most powerful empires in the world, collapsed in a single night. Both families vanished without a trace... as if they had never existed. But did they truly disappear or was it only an illusion? Twenty-four-year-old Rivan Rathore - ruthless billionaire, feared mafia king, and heir to an empire that bows to no one.. believes in control, not destiny. But is he really a Rathore by blood? Meet Rivan Suryavanshi - the last heir of a dynasty the world believes is extinct... The wielder of the seven core universal powers... and the man who resurrected the Suryavanshi empire from ashes. Twenty-one-year-old Ishika Raichand - a hidden princess no one has ever truly seen, lives quietly in Rishikesh, protected by a family that would burn the world to keep her safe. But only they know who she truly is. The lost Princess of the Yadavs. The secret force behind the reborn Yadav empire, the only rival powerful enough to stand against Suryavanshi Groups. The only person in the universe who can challenge him... break him... or bring him to his knees. Because the truth is far more dangerous than rivalry. His seven universal powers are useless without her. And hers are powerless without him. When two fallen dynasties, ancient powers, and a decades-old promise collide, they are forced into a marriage neither asked for... but both were born for. Because some bonds are not made by choice. They are written in blood. Sealed by power. And completed only when two souls become one. Their powers awaken only together. Their pain echoes across distance. And the enemies hunting them have waited their entire lives for this reunion. In a world where love can destroy empires... will they choose each other or survive each other?

Two maids were cleaning a vast chamber when the younger maid asked the older one, "Didisa, you have been working in the palace for two decades right. Please tell me why are we cleaning this already clean chamber?". The older one smiled and said, "Although this chamber is always kept clean, it should be cleaned before anyone can reside here. And above all, our Ranisa is coming back to the palace". The younger maid didn't seem to accept it as a good news and said, "Whoever may come, but they cannot become equal to our choti Ranisa. She is the most kind, generous and sweetest person I have ever seen. She had never gotten angry on any maids even if they make mistakes. Take my example, I have made such a blunder on my first day here, but choti Ranisa accepted me as her own maid. Who can match her in kindness or even sword fight? And moreover she is Ranasa's heart beat". The old maid sighed and said, "Our Ranisa may not hold the heart of Ranasa. She may not be well versed in sword fight. But there is a reason why she is still our Ranisa. Sometimes one may have to be harsh to deliver justice and not just compromise between the victim and the tormentor. The people should have some fear about getting punished if they do wrong. And that charisma is with our Ranisa". ----------------------------------------------------------- A young girl of 17 years, looked at the retreating back of her newly married husband with a sad face. Just then her brother-in-law seated beside her husband's empty seat said, "Why are you sad, Bhabhisa?". She replied, "It's Nothing devarsa". He glanced back at his bhabhisa one more time and thought, "I don't know when bhaisa will open up with bhabhisa about his heart. She thinks that he is not fond of her. But how would one explain, why he ate the saltless food without a complaint and glared at me to keep my mouth shut. Unless it is for his beloved wife".

Pratap and rathor were one of the most powerful families. And Shanaya ? Princess of pratap. And daughter-in-law of rathore. Pratap who didn't even know they had a girl in their house and when they finally found out it was already 23 year late. They bought her home but she was cold and distant didn't try to bond with anyone. And the Pratap family were in their own betrayal and problems. No one tries to bond with her, each one with their own 'reasons' but she didn't mind even a bit. And then she was married to vikrant singh rathore due to a promise. New house. New people. But nothing changed. She was still cold and still distant. Until one night. A attack happens. And Shanaya lost her memory of three years before she met them. They saw a different Shanaya. A cheerful and Dramatic one. *** What has caused her to become cold and distant. What happens before she meets Pratap and rathore. *** Don't judge by this deception I am not good at writing it Try it once

°•°•° Aradhya Rajvansh's life shattered the day her own family turned their backs on her, believing lies that landed her in prison. After four years, she walks free-not as the girl she once was, but as a woman forged in pain and silence. With only her younger brother Ansh by her side, she rebuilds her life far away from home, shutting her heart to the world. But destiny has other plans. Her path collides with Rishav Raghuvanshi-a man of quiet strength, protective warmth, and ruthless determination. Thrust into his family through marriage, Aradhya finds herself torn between old wounds and the possibility of a new beginning. While Rishav's unwavering presence starts breaking down her walls, shadows of betrayal and enemies from the past threaten to return. This is a story of heartbreak, resilience, and the slow, tender healing of a warrior's heart.

What if Devasena had a hidden twin? What if the baby who never cried was seen as a bad omen? A sign of destruction in the future? What if that baby was left alone on the forest floor, meant to be devoured by wild animals? But fate had other plans. The mountain people, who never left their land, happened to cross that path at the right time. They found the infant and took her into their arms and into their hearts. She was raised as the daughter of the mountain tribe's leader in a world far from the kingdoms of men. They named her Valli, after their goddess who married the god of war, Murugan. Blessed with a brilliant mind, she was taken under the wing of Rishi Vamadevananda. He taught her archery, swordplay, poetry, and the sacred texts. Though she never liked to fight, she learned to protect herself. Her true passion was poetry. Her people were known for their fine and rare silks. Though they never mingled with the outside world, their silks travelled across kingdoms. Valli, the lover of art, helped craft the finest fabrics and added her own touch: a secret verse embroidered on each piece. One of her silks, stitched with her soul, found its way to a palace. And it touched the heart of a man the world feared. Bhalladeva, Prince of Mahismati, who craved only power, was drawn to her words. For the first time, his heart listened. And the man the world feared began to smile, just for her. In front of her, nothing else mattered. The heart wants what it wants. What happens when the hidden twin steps into the light? When a forbidden romance is caught in the fire? Can the villain protect his love? His muse, his soul, his desire-his everything? The Villain's Muse

He took a step closer, lowering his voice just enough for her to hear. "Then name your price, Miss Rawal." The air between them turned razor-sharp. Everyone waited stunned, for Arisha's reply. Her lips curved, not in amusement but in challenge. "Your whole worth," she said slowly, "is not even close to my price Mr. Raghuvanshi." ______________________________________ "Possession isn't optional... it's destiny." He is the King of Rajasthan - powerful, feared, and untouchable. She is the girl no one ever noticed... until fate threw them together. In a world of royal expectations, family secrets, and dangerous rivals, their hearts collide, igniting a passion neither expected. But can love survive when every glance, every decision, and every secret is under scrutiny? Will Arisha win the king's heart... or will the shadows of the past tear them apart before their story even begins? Note : Sample only.