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HIYA : His Heart  by the_fairyteller
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#3 in protectivehero June 22 #1 in emotional June 24 #1 in second chance at life June 24 Rudraksh × Hiya A heart wrenching tale of two souls. One is shattered and the other is ruthless. Will he be her healer or tormentor? ❤️ Rudraksh Singh Rathore (27) ❤️ The King of Udaipur. A feared Mafia Lord known as the Black Panther. Powerful, ruthless, and accustomed to getting whatever he wants. The world fears him, his enemies tremble by his name, and his family is his greatest weakness. ❤️ Hiya Sen (25) ❤️ CEO of Aasha Group of Companies. Cold, emotionless, and untouchable. Once a bright and lively girl with dreams bigger than the sky, life turned her into a woman who survives rather than lives. Behind her perfect facade lies a heart shattered by a past she refuses to revisit. They come face to face by fate but are entwined together by him. He wants to break down the walls around her heart. She wants nothing to do with love. But some wounds demand healing, some truths refuse to stay buried, and some hearts are destined to find their way home. As Hiya's painful past slowly unfolds, Rudraksh must decide how far he is willing to go for the woman who has unknowingly become his heart. Will he heal what he didn't break? Or will the ghosts of her past destroy them both? Tropes: • Grumpy × Grumpy • CEO × Mafia CEO • Forced Marriage • He Fell First, Both Fell Harder • Healing Romance • Found Family • Trauma & Recovery
where the demon's kneel by author_simran_
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He ruled in silence. She shook his world with a single glance. Rudraaksh Singh Rathore doesn't believe in love. He believes in power. Control. Silence. Forged in pain and blood, he built empires with a cold heart and colder hands. His past? Buried. His future? Calculated. Marriage? Just another deal... until her. Meher was not what he expected. Draped in tradition, eyes full of fire, and a heart so stubborn it refused to bow- She didn't flinch at his silence. She answered it. She didn't soften for his rage. She faced it. And somewhere between her bold innocence and quiet rebellion... Rudraaksh forgot how to be untouched. Now, the man who made demons kneel, might just fall to his knees... for the girl who was never afraid of his darkness.
The Crown and The Flame by krushna_vj
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Rudraansh Singh Rathore rules Devgarh with steady hands and a heart that rarely bends. To his people, he is their king. To Vaidehi, he has always simply been Rudra - the boy who once dragged her through palace corridors, the friend who never let her go, the man whose rare smiles are hers alone. Vaidehi was never born royal, yet the palace has always been her home. Daughter of the king's most trusted minister, she grew up beside Rudraansh - his confidante, his sparring partner, his Mishti. And though the world sees only a courtier's daughter, to him she is irreplaceable. As the palace bustles with festivals, family bonds, and whispered marriage proposals, one truth grows harder to ignore: sometimes the quietest bond burns brighter than any crown.
The Rathores by authortejaswi
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At the age of 24 Rudra Rathore is given the responsibility of his 3 younger brothers But three years ago he was told that his three brothers died along with his mother What will happen when rudra finds out that his brothers are alive and have been living in an orphanage for the past 3 years and his Ansh (Reyansh) has been the only parent figure the other two had That his Ansh had to grow up at the age of 13 . Read this story of brotherhood and discover what will happen in their life ahead.
The Sister They Left Behind by Author_khan
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"They didn't stop loving her... They just stopped believing her." Ruhanika Rajvansh-Ruhi-wasn't just the only sister of the Rajvansh brothers; she was their heartbeat, their happiness, and the little princess they had once sworn to protect forever. Until one lie changed everything. At the age of twelve, Ruhi was accused of a mistake she never committed. The five brothers who had once promised to stand beside her chose silence over trust and punishment over love. Without listening to her, they sent her away, believing they were teaching their stubborn little sister a lesson. But they never realized... They weren't sending away a mistake. They were leaving behind the soul of their family. Ten years later, the innocent little girl is gone. In her place stands Ruhanika Rajvansh-a world-renowned fashion designer, the CEO of a global fashion empire, and a woman who has built a life without the people who once meant everything to her. When destiny brings the Rajvansh family back into her life, the truth they buried for years finally comes to light. She was innocent. Now, the brothers who once let her go are willing to sacrifice everything to bring their sister home. But what if "home" no longer exists for her? What if someone else has already become her family? And what if the only person who can reach the broken pieces of her heart is the man who lovingly calls her... "Rooh." A heart-wrenching story of unconditional love, shattered trust, unbearable regret, healing, and second chances-where some promises are broken, some bonds are tested, and some scars never truly fade.
Zillat by author_118
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Dilan Malik was the epitome of beauty and innocence. Pure, untainted, radiant-a fragile bloom in a world that often demanded thorns. Rudra Sagar Rathore was the opposite: cunning, ruthless, a snake slithering through the corridors of power. Betrayal was his signature, and manipulation his art. And now, he had set his eyes on her-not her, but the empire her name carried. The elections. The money. The power. That was his goal. Her body, her soul, her trust-they were just tools in his hands. She didn't know the kind of storm that was coming. She only wanted one thing: someone to erase the weight she had been carrying alone, someone to lift her from the ruins of a family collapsing like an old, fragile vase. ..... Rudra..." she breathed, her voice trembling with shame and longing. "This is... wrong." He lifted his head, eyes burning with something fierce. "No," he whispered against her skin, "not when I've already chosen you as my wife." His hand slid down her waist, possessive but tender. "Not when I will stand with you in front of fire and vows." Her heart stuttered painfully, her throat tightening with truth she could no longer deny. "But... until then..." He silenced her again with a kiss-this one deeper, intoxicating, leaving her breathless. "Until then," he murmured against her lips, "let me love you." She closed her eyes, her resistance dissolving like sugar in warmth. And she let him. Let the man who wasn't her husband... but would be, soon... show her what it meant to be wanted, cherished, worshipped. Perhaps the biggest mistake of dilan Malik... Is believing his love for her.. Oblivious that this very love and night will haunt her forever... ...
VRISHIKA - Their unknown Happiness  by author_vri
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a little girl. after losing her mother , where will she go now alone in the cruel world???? .......Read story to find out #1 in elder. ( 23 nov)
Crack and Crease by emptyyourfeelings
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📚Crack and Crease - Cracks demand repair. Creases demand heat. Not all damage screams. Some of it settles. 🖤 Jaiveer Jahagirdar & Vamika Mittal 🖤 Jaiveer Jahagirdar was not broken by loss, he was cracked by it, and like tempered glass, he learned to stand sharper at the edges. Vamika Mittal carried her crease like precision not damage, just a permanent line where softness used to lie. Yugveer Jahagirdar, 1.5 years old, he didn't see cracks or creases - only arms that held him. 🩶🩶🩶 He was raised in corridors where power never trembled - a son taught that weakness is louder than loss. She learned early that love can bruise without leaving proof - a woman who folds her scars into sharp edges. 🔥 Jaiveer Jahagirdar carries fracture like inheritance. Vamika Mittal wears restraint like silk over steel. 🔥 Their families built empires that refuse to bow. Their names have stood on opposite sides of contracts for decades. ⚔️ He protects what's his. She controls what she builds. ⚔️ They meet across a table neither trusts. No promises. No peace. Just leverage. Because steel doesn't bend easily. And pride doesn't forgive quietly. 👑 Legacy carved their surnames. Damage shaped who they became. But somewhere between the crack and the crease - something refuses to stay folded. 👑 🕊️ Tropes 🕊️ Enemies to Lovers Corporate Rivals Single Father Divorced FMC Billionaire / Industrial Dynasty Slow Burn Power Couple No Cheating Protective Father Child Softens the War