✨ Author's Note: This is my first-ever story! I'm so excited to share it with you all. Support and constructive feedback are very welcome. If you see anything that needs a correction or have suggestions, let me know! Happy reading! ❤️ ******** One life was stolen. The next will be paid for in blood. In his first life, Ren Xiao was a sacrificial pawn-a shield for a family that eventually threw him to the wolves. He died in a cold dungeon, betrayed by his own blood. But the Heavens aren't finished with him yet. Waking up in the body of a "White Lotus" Ger known for his weakness and tears, Ren Xiao finds himself sold off to settle a debt. His new owner? General Yan Kuan, the legendary "Iron Wall of the North"-a man rumored to be as cold as the ice on his blade and twice as lethal. The Empire expects a weeping bride. The General expects a political burden. They are both wrong. Armed with the memories of a survivor and a heart forged in fire, Ren Xiao is no longer a flower to be plucked. He is a blade cloaked in silk. From the treacherous Imperial Court to the blood-stained mountain passes of the North, Ren Xiao will prove that even the fiercest General can be brought to his knees-not by tears, but by the lethal grace of the Iron Rose.

Yue Xin was a genius. A dreamer who danced between mathematics and art, chasing the impossible. His final creation was meant to preserve consciousness itself... until the experiment killed him. Or so he thought. When he wakes again, it isn't in his world. It's in the cold body of Zhao Yuexin - the Sixth Prince of an empire that doesn't even remember his name. A child discarded. A prince exiled to silence. A life meant to wither in the shadows. But Yue Xin doesn't do silence. With a crooked grin and a mind sharper than any blade, he decides to rewrite the game. Porridge becomes rebellion. Smiles become weapons. Schemes become his favorite pastime. Every corridor of the palace hides enemies, but every enemy is just another chance to play. The nobles whisper. His brothers sneer. Even the emperor looks past him. But little by little, the forgotten prince carves his place into their eyes - not with obedience, but with laughter, charm, and chaos. And then, there's him. Wei Riyuan - the Crown Prince of another empire. Cold, disciplined, untouchable. Until Yue Xin's mischief forces his steady sun to collide with his restless moon. What happens when a boy meant to be forgotten decides to shine instead? What happens when the one dismissed as useless becomes the one nobody can ignore? ⚜️ This is the tale of transmigration, schemes, and a prince who turns chaos into his crown. Sweet, sharp, and unforgettable. ⚜️ 📌 This story is inspired by another story "The adorable prince's cold rebellion" by kpopstandrv Link: https://www.wattpad.com/story/391837950-the-adorable-prince%27s-cold-rebellion Complete.

Shubman Gill is the city's most feared mafia kingpin-ice-cold, emotionless, and ruthlessly efficient. He rarely speaks unless it's to deliver a death sentence, and no one has ever dared to touch him... until one morning, the quiet of his study is shattered by a clueless, sunshine-bright boy who bursts in, hugs him, and kisses his cheek-fully convinced Shubman is a robot because of how still and expressionless he is. That accidental affection cracks something in Shubman's frozen world. For the first time in his life, he doesn't know how to react-kill, threaten, or... keep him safe? The boy turns out to be Ishan Kishan, the mischievous, soft yet unexpectedly brave soul Shubman's family has secretly arranged for him to marry. Forced into each other's orbit, the silent mafia king and the chaotic sunshine clash, bicker, and slowly begin to melt into each other's lives. As enemies circle, secrets unravel, and the line between vulnerability and danger blurs, Shubman finds himself willing to burn empires just to protect the boy who dared to touch the untouchable... and Ishan discovers the monster everyone fears might just be the loneliest man in the world. A dark-romance slow burn filled with danger, warmth, comedy, possessiveness, and a love powerful enough to shake the mafia underworld.

Reyansh Malhotra never asked to inherit an empire built on blood. As the cold, calculating boss of one of the most feared crime syndicates, he only wants one thing: control. But his aging father wants a marriage alliance to secure power-and gives him a deadline. When Reyansh goes to collect a debt, the terrified debtor offers something unforgivable: his 19-year-old son, Aarav. Quiet, sweet-faced, and smiling shyly behind trembling lashes. Reyansh accepts out of strategy, not compassion. Marriage solves his problem. But the mansion reveals a truth Reyansh hadn't prepared for. Aarav is nineteen in body but emotionally like a 4-year-old-cheerful, trusting, stubborn, pure in a world made of knives. He hums nursery rhymes while exploring marble corridors, calls Reyansh "Uncle" at first, then adorably corrects himself with "Patidev ji", unaware of the weight of the word. He cries when thunder booms, hides behind curtains when strangers shout, and gifts Reyansh crayon drawings as "contract payments." The mafia boss who has ordered deaths without blinking suddenly finds himself learning how to: hold tiny trembling hands during panic attacks sit through animated movies and bedtime stories protect a fragile soul from a world that would break him But the mafia world isn't forgiving. Rumors spread. Enemies see weakness. Loyalties fracture. Reyansh has to choose-treat Aarav as a burden, a shield, a pawn...or something devastatingly dangerous to a man like him. Slowly, Reyansh stops being "the monster who owns him" and becomes the protector who loves him. The boy who laughs at butterflies becomes the only light in Reyansh's darkness. But as buried truths surface-about why Aarav is like this, about his past, about who broke him-the world they've built trembles. Can a mafia king learn gentleness? Can he love someone who lives in innocence while swimming in sin? And when enemies want Aarav, will Reyansh save him as a responsibility. or as the most important person in his life?

Aarav was kind, gentle, the kind of boy who never asked for much, yet carried the weight of the world behind his quiet eyes. Social anxiety gripped him like a shadow-he spoke little, trusted fewer, and let his silence speak when words failed him. His best friend, Sidharth, was the only one who had stuck around for eight years. Or so Aarav thought. That afternoon, Aarav walked the familiar path home, head down, heart quietly bracing for the usual loneliness. But a sharp crack of voices stopped him cold. He recognized Sidharth's unmistakable tone, loud and cruel. "He's so silent, right? Not cold, but... how are we even still friends with him? I mean, look at RV on Instagram. That guy's got style, confidence. He's cool, untouchable. I wish I had a friend like that." Aarav's blood ran ice cold. He stepped forward, voice cold and steady-something he'd rarely allowed himself. "So this is how you feel about me?" Sidharth froze. His smile faltered. Aarav's eyes darkened. "When you talk behind my back, you can do it alone. But when it's time to face me, you need your whole gang?" Without waiting for a reply, Aarav turned and walked away, the years of silent endurance finally breaking into something fierce and unforgiving. That day, Sidharth saw a side of Aarav he never had before - a quiet storm that wouldn't be ignored. .... Next day Aarav talking to a girl siya " kamjor mard par hat uthana kaha ki aurataangi hai !!" Don't worry sidharth is not ml, our ml is mafia boss, sidharths elder brother.

In 21st-century Rajasthan-where old laws still breathe beneath modern power-Jaipur is ruled by Maharaj Rudraveer Singh, a feared mafia boss wearing the crown of a king. Ruthless, calculating, and untouchable, Rudraveer controls blood, borders, and loyalty with the same cold precision. For political survival and an ancient alliance, he is forced into a legal royal marriage with Prince Krishiv of Pushkar. Their first night sets the tone-cold, honest, and sharp. No love. No expectations. No pretending to be a real couple. Krishiv is nothing like the obedient prince Rudraveer expected. He's savage, bold, sharp-tongued, and unapologetically dramatic-a beautiful diva who refuses to be intimidated. He flirts with danger, mocks authority, and walks through the palace like he owns it. Rudraveer finds him annoying... and unsettlingly impressive. Then one night, everything changes. Rudraveer stumbles upon Krishiv's old diary-never meant to be read. Inside are fragments of a life lived behind smiles: loneliness, emotional neglect, being treated as a political ornament, and a heart that learned to break quietly. The words are raw, poetic, and devastating. The mafia king who has survived wars and betrayal is shaken. Night after night, after Krishiv falls asleep beside him-still distant, still sharp-tongued-Rudraveer secretly reads the diary. With every page, he begins to see the man behind the diva, the pain beneath the confidence, the softness hidden behind sarcasm. What begins as curiosity turns into obsession. Obsession into protection. Protection into love-slow, dangerous, and irreversible. Krishiv remains unaware that the most dangerous man in Rajasthan is falling for him in silence. A story that blends dark power games, emotional depth, sharp humor, royal politics, and a slow-burn romance, where love grows not through touch-but through stolen words, sleepless nights, and a heart learning how to care for the first time.

Title: Gold Beneath His Hands Summary | Mafia AU | BL After taking control of KGF, Rocky becomes a king made of blood and fear. The mines obey him. The underworld kneels. Even death waits for his permission. But power is lonely. Deep inside the tunnels of KGF, where gold is torn from the earth with bare hands, Rocky notices him - a boy who does not belong in hell. A quiet worker, small, soft-eyed, with dirt-stained cheeks and trembling hands, yet still gentle in a place that eats men alive. He speaks little, smiles less, and bows his head every time Rocky passes. The other workers are broken... but this boy is still untouched - innocent in a world that has no mercy. And that innocence unsettles Rocky more than any enemy ever could. At first, it is just a glance. Then it is a command to keep the boy close. Then it becomes a habit - watching him breathe, making sure no one hurts him, letting him eat first, giving him water with his own hands. Rocky does not understand when it happens - only that the boy becomes his weakness. The king of KGF, who rules with bullets and fear, starts to hesitate. His hands, once made only for killing, begin to soften when they touch the boy's trembling fingers. But in a world built on blood, love is a sin. Enemies are watching. Loyalty is thin. And the moment the world realizes Rocky has something to lose... they will come for the boy first. This is not a story of saving an innocent soul. This is a story of a monster who falls in love - and is willing to burn the world for one soft heartbeat.

Summary Su Qianyi lived and died as a king of the underworld-cold-blooded, calculating, and feared by all. As the supreme Mafia boss, betrayal and blood were daily bread. Death should have been the end. Instead, he opens his eyes in a four-year-old body-fragile, small, and unbearably adorable. Even worse, he has become Su Qianyi, the most hated ger prince of the Great Liang Empire. Born from an empress who died in childbirth, the original Su Qianyi was branded an evil star, a curse upon the dynasty. Abandoned by the emperor, despised by the princes, and left to rot in the Cold Palace, the child grew bitter and vicious, desperately craving love that would never come. But that child is gone. Now inhabiting his body is a former Mafia boss who knows one thing better than anyone else- power attracts danger, and families like this kill quietly. Unlike the original owner, this Su Qianyi has no interest in imperial affection. No desire for fatherly warmth. No need for brotherly bonds. The royal family disgusts him, and the Cold Palace? To him, it is the safest place in the empire. So he ignores the emperor. Avoids the princes. Instead, the palace witnesses something unthinkable- The once vicious ger prince is now laughing, running, causing chaos, climbing trees, stealing snacks, and dragging his only loyal servant into endless mischief. He drinks sweet soups, naps in the sun, and treats the Cold Palace like his personal territory. The court is baffled. The servants are terrified. The princes are suspicious. How did the "evil star" become so soft and harmless? Why does he smile when he should be scheming? And why does this child-who should be begging for imperial favor-act as if the entire royal family is irrelevant? But fate is never kind. As Su Qianyi grows, his presence will slowly disrupt the empire. Old grudges will surface. And somewhere within this cold, ruthless palace, someone will eventually look at the neglected ger prince and think- "I want him."

Summary Shashvat Raizada, the most feared mafia boss in the city-cold, ruthless, and known for speaking only when someone's death is confirmed-descends into his mansion's basement to finally meet the biggest threat to his empire: ACP Rudra Pratap Singh. What he expects is a broken, bound, terrified cop. What he gets instead is an untied, fully energetic ACP dancing in the middle of the basement, singing Bollywood at full volume like he's at a wedding baraat, not a mafia kidnapping. Rudra freezes mid-lyric when he sees Shashvat... then promptly starts flirting shamelessly, appreciating the mafia boss's waist, looks, and overall "maal" quality with zero fear and maximum tharak. The basement becomes silent. Guns lower. Mafia men malfunction. Shashvat-who hasn't felt anything in years-short-circuits. Mortified, confused, and very much affected, he hisses to his second-in-command why no one warned him that the ACP was young, gay, and dangerously unhinged. Unable to handle Rudra's relentless flirting-or his own rapidly beating heart-Shashvat orders him thrown out of the mansion and walks away like nothing happened. Except everything did. Because the ruthless mafia king just met the most chaotic cop alive... and for the first time, his heart betrayed him-loudly, violently, and hilariously. A dark slow-burn begins with chaos, comedy, accidental flirting, and a mafia boss who has absolutely no idea what he's gotten himself into. 😌🔥 .... Rudra once tried to be seductive but tripped. Avi cought him and said " rehne do esi ashleel harkate sift mere PE hi achi lagti hain."

Summary Xiao Zhan has been sickly since childhood-so fragile that his family never lets him lift a finger. Fed by his father and brother, wrapped in care, and protected from the world, he lives a quiet, sheltered life... until he suddenly transmigrates into a novel. Worse-he becomes the villain. In the original story, the real young master of the Wang family was switched at birth with another baby. Wang Yibo grows up as the beloved young master of the powerful Wang family, while the real heir, Xiao Zhan, is raised in an ordinary middle-class home. When the original Xiao Zhan is ten, his parents die, and he survives alone by working part-time jobs, growing up cold, bitter, and exhausted. At nineteen, an accident exposes the truth. The Wang family brings him back-but their hearts still belong to Wang Yibo. Consumed by jealousy and resentment, the original Xiao Zhan becomes cruel and vicious, desperately trying to steal back love that was never given to him. In the end, he dies at the hands of the Wang family-the very people who should have been his. Now, the new Xiao Zhan wakes up in that doomed body-with a system and one very clear goal: > Stay far away from the Wang family. Stay alive. Live peacefully. When the Wang family comes looking for him, Xiao Zhan flat-out refuses to acknowledge them. "No, nope, absolutely not. What if you sell my kidney? You rich people are scary." He wants nothing to do with wealth, status, or "family." He works part-time jobs, hides his identity, and just wants to survive quietly. But fate doesn't let him go. The Wang family starts noticing him. And Wang Yibo-cold, ruthless, emotionally distant to everyone-starts watching him too. At first, it's guilt. He knows Xiao Zhan is the real young master. He knows he should give everything back. Then it becomes concern.Then... something far more dangerous. The boy he was supposed to hate, the "villain" from the story, slowly becomes the one person he can't look away from.