❤️ Vedansh Agnivanshi & Vritikaa Vardhan ❤️ Dusk and Dawn - Before darkness, she was his dusk. After it, he became her dawn. ❤️‍🩹 He was born in the brilliance of a mind too bright for his years - a boy shaped by patterns, not praise. She grew beneath the quiet of remembered moments - a girl defined by detail, not demand. 🕊️ Vedansh Agnivanshi carries genius like a sunrise - steady, certain, impossible to ignore. Vritika Vardhan holds memory the way dusk holds light - gentle at the surface, endless underneath. 🕊️ Because every horizon has two halves. And some souls are written to meet where light changes. 🦉They were born on opposite ends of the horizon- but fate painted them in the same sky. 🦉 Tropes: Agnivanshi x Vardhan Genius Heir x Photographic-Memory Heiress Reserved Golden Boy x Observant Quiet Girl Bombay Heart x Delhi Roots Old Money x Old Money Slow Burn No Cheating!

Book one of the royal series "The greatest battles are fought within the confines of our hearts." - unknown He hated his family with vengeance, for his mother's humiliation, for snatching away the rights of his unborn sister and most importantly for abandoning them. That's what he believed all these years and kept the past away from his sister. But humans are greedy by nature and fate never plays fair. A mother's longing to see her eldest son on her death bed brings all the facades down. The secrets revealed leave the youngest and the oldest of the siblings staggering while the he struggles with the impending decision. What will happen when the two worlds collide back as his hand is forced by the man he once admired and respected, but now he truly resented? The eldest determined to mend things, will he stand the test of time, especially with his estranged sister, who was unaware of her royal heritage? Will the siblings reconcile or the fallacies of human behaviour destroy even the standing ones?

When she was three, Seraphina De Luca vanished without a trace. Kidnapped from her family's estate. Raised by their enemies. Trained to forget who she was. For years, the the feared De Luca mafia searched for her - never giving up, never forgiving. Meanwhile, Seraphina grew up in the hands of her family's enemies. She was controlled, conditioned, and shaped into a weapon. Her past was buried. Her name erased. But deep down, a part of her remembered-flashes of warmth, of music, of a mother's perfume. Now, at sixteen, Seraphina escapes. Not to destroy the empire that once belonged to her. But to uncover the truth buried in blood, memory, and lies. She doesn't know her last name. She doesn't know the world she was born to rule. But she is the missing heartbeat of the De Luca family. She just doesn't know it yet.

This is the story of two brothers-Ravi Mehra and Rohan Mehra-who share the same blood, the same house, and the same last name... yet not the same heart. Once inseparable, they now live under one roof like strangers, held apart by a silence shaped from a past neither wants to revisit. But fate has a strange way of knocking. One cold night, Rohan finds a five-year-old boy crying alone in the middle of a road. No name. No family. Just fear in his eyes and a story untold. Without knowing why, Rohan takes him in. What he doesn't realize is-this lost child might not just need a home. He might be the key to healing a broken one. Will that child bridge the distance between two wounded brothers? Will that house, once echoing with silence, learn to feel like a home again? ---

ASSIGNED: ABHAY RAIZADA Abhay Raizada doesn't believe in family. He believes in structure, silence, and survival. At twenty-eight, he is third-in-command of a private security agency that does not officially exist. His work has no records, no witnesses, and no room for mistakes. His life is designed the same way. Clean. Isolated. Untouchable. Then he is assigned a protection detail he never asked for. Two thirteen-year-old heirs. The Rathor twins. High profile case. Children are unpredictable & Emotional. A liability he plans to discard the moment the threat is eliminated. As shadows close in around the boys, Abhay is forced to confront truths he buried long ago: about loyalty, about blood, and about the cost of making impulsive choices. Some assignments might change you forever.

He's cold. He's arrogant. He's rude. He's ill-mannered. Everything about him is designed to be disliked. No one has anything good to say about him. He carries a bad reputation like a second skin... But is it because he's actually bad? Or because he's never bothered to tell his side of the story? Friends? He doesn't think he's capable of making any. Family? Well... the one he has is highly questionable... Then there are THEM... Three brothers living the kind of life HE only sees in the distance, a life defined by the warmth, laughter, and loyalty he has never known. They are the complete opposite of everything he is... But life has a funny way of bringing people together. Their paths begin to cross. Two worlds start to collide, neither knowing that, at some point, they will become one. ​

In "DHOKA: The Trial of Relationships," a once-close family of four brothers is torn apart by a devastating misunderstanding. The eldest brother, a powerful and influential figure, becomes convinced that his next-youngest brother has committed a grave betrayal-something that, in reality, may not have happened. Driven by anger and heartbreak, he steps back from him, creating a rift that engulfs the entire family.whereas the second brother took the mask of indifference to overcome the hurt of lack of trust from the very person ,who he believed would never mistrust him.Meanwhile, the youngest two brothers-twins-are caught in the middle. They bear the brunt of the tension, forced to choose between supporting the older brother's anger or defending the innocence of the accused. As hidden motives and old secrets surface, each sibling must decide how far they will go to protect their bond-or risk losing one another forever. Join them and be the part of the mending the beautiful bond of the brothers...

Twelve years ago, Ayaan Rathore was blamed for a tragedy that destroyed his family and was sent away without anyone hearing his side of the story. Now at eighteen, he returns to a home where everyone still believes he is guilty. As old memories resurface and hidden secrets begin to unfold, the truth about that night slowly starts to come out. Read the story to know the truth.

Book 3 of Royal series. "Not all victories are won in war; some are won in the heart." Shattered. Broken. Alone. That was the truth Aksh chose to live with after burning every bridge that had once led him home. Betrayal had not spared him either; its flames had licked his skin, leaving marks deeper than scars. For the first time in his life, the boy who fought every battle head-on found himself with nothing left to fight for. But fate is rarely so easily dismissed. Just when Aksh begins to sink into the ashes of his own making, the one he least expects refuses to let him disappear. The eldest returns with a quiet, unyielding promise: no matter how far you chose to twist the knife, I still won't let you run. And the youngest? She simply refuses to loosen her grip, holding on with the kind of love that does not ask permission. What follows is not a war of swords, but of truths long buried and wounds long ignored. As secrets surface and silence breaks, the brothers must confront the fragile space between pride and forgiveness. Because coming home is not about crossing a threshold - it is about daring to believe you still belong there. The Forgiven Royal is a story of redemption and reckoning, of fractured bonds learning to mend, of love that survives even the fiercest infernos. Above all, it is Aksh's journey toward the hardest victory of all... forgiving himself... and allowing himself to be forgiven.

Regret Only after losing you did I realize, Happiness was never whole without you. The peace I once found in your laughter, Has now turned into an unending ache. The dreams we wove in each other's arms, Now lie shattered along deserted paths. Boats never return once they drift away, Yet the waves remind me of you every day. If I could go back, I'd hold back the words, The ones that left scars too deep to heal. Now all that remains in a quiet corner of my heart- A name, a mistake, a regret.