"You... you are my destiny... my curse... my end..." Dev's smile was cold victory. He leaned close, whispering against her ear, his breath a cruel caress. "That's it, doll. That's the truth. You're branded now. Your screams, your blood, your words - mine. Forever." The leather slipped from his hand. Arohi collapsed, trembling violently. Her back was torn, raw with lashes, She fell, her knees unable to hold her weight. Dev caught her before she hit the ground. His arms wrapped around her- not gentle, but possessive, claiming. He looked down at the broken girl in his hold, her lashes still glistening with tears. Her lips parted, her voice a shredded whisper. "No more... please... I can't..."

Back to 90's. She was just a weak, timid, small 16 years old village girl who was unwantedly married to a 24 years old man. She was the youngest among the 3 brothers. Married at the age of 16 when she was just introduced to her responsibilities. Her husband doesn't have any financial problems, he has a big house where he lives with his wife. He was very small when he lost his parents so his grandparents took care of him. After there marriage he only lives with his wife. Let's see how will they face the journey of this new beginning.

Ahaana had everything-a successful career, a carefree smile, and a heart big enough to help everyone. She spent her weekends at orphanages and old-age homes, bringing joy to others. But when the night fell, she was alone. No amount of laughter could silence the past she ran from. She thought she had escaped it. She thought she didn't need anyone. Until one selfless act changed everything. Until she met someone who would rewrite the meaning of "family."

Tejal Patel an Indian girl with a loving parents and a brother, being academically intelligent she is loved by her classmate and teachers. She has her shortcomings though, she has her insecurities. What happens when one phone call completely changed her world? What she though was her forever home was now gone ? What happens when some people she never saw came and told her that they are, her biological family? the cover is from Pinterest 6k reads on 28/10/24 7k reads on 29/10/24 10k reads on 05/11/24

Being a second wife is rather like learning to perfect a set of aerial maneuvers. There are seriously complicated stunts involved: trapezing around the first wife, learning when to appear and disappear at exactly the right moments, tolerating your mother in law, enduring the concubines, and getting the husband in your bed. No one expects to be a second wife. No one does.

[Chen Ju Fen] The chrysanthemum fragrant blooms at dawn. At the age of 22, she died by the hands of her so-called husband and at the feet of her 'sworn' sister. Dying regretfully for wasting her life on a man who had thrown her away so easily like an used tissue, she opens her eyes to the familiar sight of her bedroom at the age of 16; it was exactly one year before she married him. Now she makes a choice: follow with the original story or take another route. NOT A TRANSLATION: this is my own humble story. All rights reserved. Do not plagiarize. Cover picture belongs to me while other photos used throughout the chapters do not, and I don't claim them. They belong to their rightful owners. Viewer's discretion is advised. Story contains usage of strong language, violence, and heavy sexual contents. Read at your own risk! Highest Rankings reached: #1 Novel #1 Revenge #1 Short story #1 Mature

All of them stood around with surprise and shock morphed on their faces while some had fear as they looked at him who was striding infront of them with his hands locked at his back. Turning to them he looked into those all eyes with his sharp gaze sending shivers to them as he spoke next words again striding from one end to the other with his authoritative personality. "From now on.....this property.....This house belongs to me Arnav Singh Rathore, and you all ....will be working here, under me from now on". Their eyes widen as they looked at him in disbelief. Them the owners of their house till yesterday are supposed to work under him. How insulting. They would never do that. Before they open their mouth he spoke again. " If not, you will be out as beggars. Or just work under me as slaves". He said as he took a side glance at them and smirked on finding them red in humiliation and anger. This is what he wants. Nope. He wants more than that. He turned around swiftly where she stood. There in a white saree. The one who weighs the honour of her new home on her shoulders as a daughter in law but a widow. The wife of that person who he had killed right on the asile infront of her. To destroy their honour, the one they cherish the most she will be his one target for him. He strided towards her in slow steps as her body visibly tensed with her shoulders risen up as she looked at him hesitantly with her flickering eye lashes casting up and down. Standing right infront of her he jutted his chin to her with a smirk as he spoke. "And you Mrs. Rathore. The honour of this home will be my personal slave from now on, servicing my special needs and comforts, in my bedroom ".

Viyakhaya Rajput , cute ,curious and innocent girl, has always been hidden within the grand Rajput estate-a silent presence in a family of half-brothers and cousins who never truly saw her. She grew up alone, surrounded by wealth but starved of affection, longing to step beyond those gilded walls and feel the world outside. But when she finally dares to leave, it isn't freedom she finds-it's danger. Once unknown to the world, she suddenly becomes the perfect target for her half-brothers' enemies. A pawn in a game she never chose. A name whispered in the dark corners of revenge. But will the brothers who never cared suddenly protect the sister they ignored?Or will they let her face the world's cruelty alone? A story of hidden pain, silent strength, and a fate that even a palace cannot shield her from-this is the tale of a girl who was never meant to be seen. Ranking 1st#trauma(3/8/2025) 1st#half-sister(15/8/2025)

Three brothers-Aarav, the responsible eldest, Rishaan, the fiery rebel, and Vivaan, the gentle dreamer-share a bond stronger than anything life has thrown at them. Together, they've built a world of laughter, love, and loyalty, where nothing could ever come between them. But their unbreakable circle begins to crack when their father, Dev Sharma, announces his plans to remarry. With this decision comes a new family member: Meera, their stepsister, an outsider in every sense. As she tries to navigate her place in their tightly-knit world, the brothers struggle with feelings of resentment, betrayal, and fear of losing what they hold most dear-their bond. Will Meera prove she's not a threat but a part of their family? Can the brothers overcome their differences and welcome someone new into their lives? Or will the fractures grow too deep to mend? "The New Thread" is a heartfelt tale of family, change, and the resilience of love. It's a story about finding your place in a world that resists you and redefining what it means to truly belong.