"P-Papa..." I stutter as I try to climb into his lap, and he immediately lifts me closer with a soft sigh, brushing my hair back while I hide my blush against his chest..... ------ Rosalia Valentini is the definition of "how is she real??" 😭🤏💖 Tiny. Soft. A little clueless. Always looking up at people like the world forgot to make her taller than two feet 🥺✨ But here's the twist... She's not just any girl. She's the **Lost Italian Mafia Princess ** 👑🖤💫 And her six older brothers? Yeah... they've been searching for her for YEARS 😭🔥 Like full-on relentless, unstoppable, no-sleep, no-mercy energy just to bring their little sister home again. So when they finally do? Yeah. Game over. 💥 Rosalia gets brought into a mansion full of six extremely intimidating mafia brothers who act like they don't have hearts... but suddenly forget how to function when she blinks at them 😭💖 Like-how are they supposed to be feared in the mafia world when their tiny sister is standing there in an oversized hoodie asking if she can "help with snacks" 🥺🍪 She's shy, soft-spoken, stutters when she's nervous, and clings to people like it's a full-time job 🤏💞 She doesn't really understand rules, mafia life, or why everyone keeps calling her "princess" like it's the most obvious fact in the world. All she knows is: They're loud. They're scary. But they're also... hers 🥺🖤 And they treat her like she's made of glass, gold, and pure chaos energy all at once ✨💅 One second she's being carried like she weighs nothing 😭 Next second she's accidentally "helping" in mafia meetings by just sitting there looking confused 💀💖 But behind all the softness, the giggles, the oversized hoodies, and the "oops I didn't mean to do that" energy... Rosalia is a Valentini. And the mafia world is about to remember exactly what that means 👑🔥 Because the girl they lost? She's not lost anymore. She's home. 🖤✨ So tell me... a

An old classics, but with morden love.

🥀 A love that was left incomplete.... 🥀 The bonds that got strained, the relationships that got tarnished and were kept on a thin edge....... 🥀 The societal norms that compressed the poor souls, the judgements and Traditions that left a mark on a Family..... Dive in to know the Story and Saga of Family, Love, Sibling Love, Romance, Misunderstandings, Secrets, Politics, Society rules n norms and many more...... ⚠️ This is a Fictional Story and purely MY Own Imagination, No one is allowed to Copy or Publish my work, not even the plots, characters and dialogues should be copied otherwise strict actions will be taken......please Respect everyone's Hardwork. ⚠️ 📍 All the images used in the story are taken from Pinterest, Credits to the rightful owners.

Dark Romance | Mature themes | 18+ There was a time when Rudransh Singh Thakur believed in love. A time when power wasn't everything. When silence didn't define him. But that was before betrayal. It made him ruthless now. Now, at thirty-four, Rudransh stood as a man the world feared a minister, whose silence carried more weight than words ever could. Nothing touched him anymore. Nothing except one. His son. Aryaman Singh Thakur Five years old. A child who had learned early that people leave... and promises don't stay. If Rudransh had built walls, Aryaman had learned to live within them. And then, she entered. Not with power. Not with demand. But with silence that matched theirs. Ishani Sharma A woman who had known pain in ways she never spoke of. Who carried her past like a shadow she couldn't outrun. Who held her child as if that alone was reason enough to survive. She didn't belong in his world. And yet, she became a part of it. A marriage not built on love, but on necessity. On power. On a name she never asked to carry. He didn't want her. His son wouldn't accept her. But she stayed. Not loudly. Not forcefully. Just... there. And in the middle of it all... there was Arohi, breathing life into the silence. A child too young to understand pain, yet the only one who carried light into a life built on shadows. And in a house where silence ruled, where love had once been broken and buried. something began to shift. Not all at once. Not enough to be called love. But enough... to change everything. Because behind power, behind silence, behind every unspoken truth lies a story hidden beneath the VEIL OF THRONE (A/n : This book is for mature audiences, contains explicit content. Do read only if you are comfortable.) #1 in Top10 in India (7/8/9/10/11/13/14) of May 2026 #2 in Top10 in India ( 12/15/16/17 ) of May 2026

Completed/Republished In the grand Rathore Haveli, walls whisper curses older than the bricks-and secrets deadlier than poison. Ruhanika arrives expecting comfort, but finds a legacy cracking under betrayal, forged deeds, poisoned wells, midnight attacks... and a family forgetting how to love. What she doesn't expect? To become the very heartbeat the haveli didn't know it needed. Between Vihaan's quiet terrace love, Nihal's toy-like courage, Adrika's orphaned silence, and Dadaji's old wounds, Ruhanika stitches a broken home back together-one haldi-smeared hug and one whispered prayer at a time. From sabotaged weddings to sangeet redemption, from brotherly wars to baby kicks that end the curse, this is a romance where: Tragedy becomes laughter. Wounds become wisdom. A haunted haveli becomes... home. 💛 "From curse to cradle - one woman, one haveli, endless love."

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.

SAHARSHA: Their Bounded Destiny Harshath Singh Rathore - the name that commands fear before it's even spoken. The Mafia King of Asia, the CEO of Rathore Group of Industries, and the Rana Sa of Jaipur. At thirty, he rules empires - both in the boardroom and the underworld. Ruthless. Calculated. Untouchable. Love? It's a word he buried the day she walked away. > "With Love is not for me. Love left me when she did." Sanjana Arora - 23, gentle as prayer, broken yet beautiful. A kindergarten teacher who believes more in Mahadev than in miracles. Her innocence disarms, her eyes speak a language no heart can resist. > "With love is the only destiny of mine." When destiny binds them once again through an arranged marriage he orchestrates, past and present collide - secrets buried deep begin to resurface. She's light. He's darkness. She believes in healing. He only knows how to destroy. But what happens when the most feared man in Asia finds himself at war with his own heart... again? 💔 A ruthless Mafia x sweet teacher 💍 An age gap (32 x 23) 🔥 Dark romance • Arranged marriage (by him) • Childhood love • Hidden secrets Will love find its way back through the ruins of their past? Or will destiny chain them forever in a bond they can neither escape nor deny?

Mr. Mahir Vajrapati To the world, Mahir Vajrapati is perfection carved into a man - tall, sharp-featured, intimidatingly handsome, and the richest man in India. His name alone commands respect in boardrooms and fear in dark alleys. As the owner of empires and the unseen ruler of the underworld, he doesn't need to raise his voice... his silence itself is a warning. Cold. Ruthless. Unapproachable. People describe him as a man without emotions. But that is only half the truth. Behind the steel walls of his personality lives a man deeply devoted to his family. For them, he bends rules he created himself. For them, the devil inside him willingly sleeps. He never believed love could enter his life - until she did. And when she steps into his world... the king who rules fear slowly begins to lose control - not of his power, but of his heart. Miss. Ira Roy Ira Roy looks like a dream wrapped in innocence - soft eyes, gentle smile, and a presence pure enough to calm storms. Anyone who sees her believes she is fragile, naive... harmless. They are all wrong. She is the daughter of the most powerful mafia lord in the world - raised in danger, trained in silence, and taught how to hide strength behind sweetness. Her innocence is her greatest disguise. For her parents, especially her mother, she is capable of crossing any line. Now she arrives in a new world carrying a promise - a promise tied to the past, secrets, and unfinished bonds. A journey that will test her patience, intelligence, and heart. And in the middle of fulfilling that promise... ' she meets a man who is just as dangerous as she is. Two powerful bloodlines. Two hidden identities,. So let's see...... " Is she here only to complete a promise... or to become the weakness of the man who fears nothing?, " Power. Family. Secrets. Possession. Love.' " Their story was never meant to be simple.

The fire crackled, sacred chants filling the air as two couples sat before the holy flames-bound not by love, but by fate's cruel twist. Sivkami's breath hitched as Aadhiran Varman applied sindoor to her forehead-her uncle by relation, now her husband by destiny. He didn't flinch, didn't hesitate. For him, duty came before everything. Across from them, Ira's fingers trembled in Rudran's grasp. Her freind. Now her husband. But there was no playfulness in his eyes, only something dark and unreadable. The wrong vows. The wrong partners. And no way to undo what was done. Will love bloom in the ruins, or will the past consume them all? Mature scenes. So read on your own risk. All copyright reserve to me. #3 in INTENSE -12/09/25 # 2 in TWO COUPLE -12/09/25 # 1 in TWO COUPLE -15/10/25

Betrayed by her own blood and murdered on a rainy night, Meera wakes up 1 months in the past-pregnant and married to the terrifying Nattamai of Sembur. Realizing the husband she feared is actually her greatest shield, Meera decides to play a deadly game. She wears the mask of a fragile, naive wife, manipulating her powerful husband's overwhelming devotion to crush the father and sister who killed her. As the fortress of Sembur locks down, her enemies believe they are hunting a lamb, unaware that they have walked into the den of a lioness who has turned the Nattamai's love into a lethal weapon.