𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧. 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐤 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨. 𝐀 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞, 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝. 𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤-𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐬 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐡, 𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐚𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐧 - 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐀 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬. 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠... 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐬?

He learned early that hunger doesn't always mean food. Sometimes, it's the silence of an empty room... the absence of a voice calling your name... the feeling of standing in a crowd and still having no one. By day, he is just another student-quiet, unnoticed, chasing marks and a dream he isn't sure he can afford. By night, he carries a delivery bag heavier than it looks, walking past bright homes that were never meant for him. He doesn't complain. He doesn't expect. Because life has already taught him-nothing stays. Until one door opens... and someone looks at him not with pity, but with warmth. For the first time, he is asked to stay. For the first time, someone waits for him. For the first time, "home" doesn't feel like a distant word. But when you've lived your whole life believing you don't belong anywhere... accepting love can be the hardest thing of all. Maybe some people aren't born into families. Maybe... they find them.

Born into one of the most dangerous mafia families in the world, she should've been feared like the rest of them. like what do you mean by allergic to safety???!!!

A girl is crushed by the people she trusted the most - family who used her, friends who abandoned her, and the one person she loved who threw her away when she needed him. . . . . . She dies with only three things burning in her chest: regret, rage, and the question that never left her - "Why me?" . . . . . But destiny is not done with her. . . . . . She wakes up again... in the past. Same life. Same people. Same betrayals waiting to happen. Except this time, she remembers everything. . . . . . Every lie. Every manipulation. Every betrayal. Every crack in her illusions. . . . . Now she has a chance to break the cycle. . . . . . But can she change her fate... or is she trapped in the same destiny that killed her once? . . . . . .

"She was the flower they trampled. She returned as the fire they couldn't touch."

Verena was only eleven when she got arrested for murdering her brother's best friend. She was sent to a psychiatric hospital for what was only supposed to be six months. Now at fourteen she has been released into her eldest brother's custody to the dismay of most of her brothers. No one knows why she killed her bothers best friend but no one seemed to care. She was labeled as crazed killer and was looked at like a monster. The dark puzzle starts to come together in ways her brothers never expected. But will Verena be consumed by her demons before the dark comes to light?

Book 4 in 'Broken Series' Yuvika Roy, the one who was blamed and sent was sent away. She was a silent but mischievous girl, after she was sent away, she faced bullying, molesting, but she's still strong. She's a secret assassin works with her bff, Myra Singhania. Her secret keeper and her sister. She loves her nanu a lot and her cousin brothets, in the boarding school, after the abusing she faced, she stopped hoping that her brothers will come. She has to return to her house which is no longer a home for her, as she graduates her nanu keeps a condition for her father. And in order to fulfill that he has to bring the girl back, who's no longer silent, she learned things, she's the mischief, the teaser. Laughing at her pain became her coping mechanism. Blamed for something she's never done, she's cold. She's the 18 year old girl who is coming back to the house she left when she was 8. This time chaos is double, drama is triple. Luck is never on her side. She still manages to make it out alive. And her bodyguard, he's not just a saviour, he's her favorite forbidden secret. Dive into the story lovelies 💋🖤

Seven years of royalty. Fourteen years of silence. One night to reclaim it all. At seven years old, Prince Rudraksh Rathore was disowned by his father and branded a curse by his kingdom. To save him from the palace that demanded his blood, his mother took him and vanished into the shadows of the common world, carrying a secret she didn't yet know: she was pregnant with his sister. Fourteen years later, the Prince is dead. In his place stands Rudraksh Verma, a cold, student and worker by day and a brother by night. He lives in a modest 2BHK apartment, braids his little sister Ishika's hair every morning, and protects the only two people who never gave up on him. He wants nothing to do with the throne that discarded him. But fate has a wicked sense of irony. When a high-stakes assassination attempt brings the Royal Family to his doorstep during the holy night of Shivaratri, Rudraksh's instinct to protect overrides his need to remain hidden. One bullet meant for the King, one leap from a "stranger," and the secret of fifteen years begins to bleed into the light. The Royals see a familiar face in a commoner. Ishika sees a world she was never told she belonged to. And Rudraksh? He see the enemies who once tried to kill him, now sitting at his father's table. He isn't going back for the crown. He's going back to ensure that this time, the blood on the marble isn't his mother's.

✨"You're the star of our hearts... how could you abandon part of yourself shona?" ✨ Sitara is twelve, carrying a past heavier than her small shoulders can bear. Her mother is gone, her stepfather's cruelty has left scars that no words can heal, and the world feels too big and too lonely. Then she discovers a father she never knew, and three older brothers who've always existed somewhere beyond her reach. They call her their sister. They say she's safe now. But trust doesn't come easy when your heart has been broken... and sometimes, the hardest part of healing is learning to let someone in. 🌙✨