Vaishnavi didn't leave Dev to escape him. She left because staying was killing her slower. Separation was supposed to be peace. It became war. Quiet. Invisible. Inevitable. Inside the Rathore mansion, she isn't a princess anymore. Not a daughter. It's not a mistake that can be corrected. She's a trigger. A walking fault line. Every corridor whispers her past. Every shadow feels like it's watching her bleed in silence. She lives in a house that once worshipped her name and now pretends she never existed. And far away-yet dangerously close-Dev feels it. The distance doesn't soften him. It sharpens him. The man who once restrained himself for her is losing his patience with mercy. His aura coils are dark and controlled, burning beneath the surface like magma waiting for a fracture. Every lie the Rathores swallowed. Every truth, Vaishnavi stitched into her silence. Every wound she never named. He feels them all. Because she is no longer shielded by his shadow. And he is no longer protecting the world from himself. This isn't heartbreak. It's a fuse. Because Dev without Vaishnavi is not calmer. He is deadlier. And Vaishnavi without Dev is not safer. She is unguarded. Secrets don't stay buried when two empires breathe the same air. Blood remembers. Trauma leaks. Truth claws its way out. Every step Vaishnavi takes inside that house rewrites the past. Every breath Dev takes outside, it promises destruction. They are still bound. Not by proximity. Not by vows. Not by words. But by a bond, violent enough to burn kingdoms once it snaps back into place. And when they collide again- It won't be emotional. It won't be gentle. It won't be merciful. It will be a reckoning. Because what's coming next isn't love. It's inevitable. 🔥

Two rival Mafias pull each other's sisters into forbidden relationships to gain the upper hand. ♡____♤ Two mafia rivals. Two sisters who were never meant to be part of their war. Siya falls for a man who feels too real to be a lie. Charming. Dangerous. Addictive. But she doesn't know... he's the very enemy her brother is hunting. And he knows exactly who she is. Rukmini isn't that blind. She knows the man she craves will never love her. Knows she's nothing more than a habit he refuses to quit. Yet she stays... even when it destroys her a little more every time. One love is built on deception. The other survives on pain. In a world of power, blood, and betrayal- feelings are weaknesses. Trust is fatal. And when the truth finally comes out... they won't just lose love. They'll lose everything. {REDEMPTION ARC} {⚠️ MATURE CONTENT Contains strong language, drug use, and graphic violence. This story features problematic characters and mentions of trauma. Reader discretion is advised} Tropes: She fell first he fell harder. Powerful female characters Brother's Enemy Slow Burn Mafia Romance Rival Mafia Families Enemies to Lovers (Twisted Version) Forbidden Romance Dark Romance Angst Fake love Unrequited Love Morally Grey Male Leads Toxic Love Multi couple

Excerpt I got a peace offering. And Ice cream. The message popped up again. His Bhaiyu was making it hard to ignore. Darwaza khol, yaar. Mogambo uth jayenge. Ansh glared at the French windows. Even desperate his Bhaiyu would not quit the name calling. Shall I leave? Ansh did not respond. Okay! Leaving the ice-cream outside. Take it before it melts. Ansh did not respond, but his heart skipped a beat. He wanted to meet his Bhaiyu. He was even a little desperate, but he did not wish to give in so soon. So, he counted until 100 and then slowly made his way outside. Iris hopped down from the bed and followed behind him. Ansh opened the doors with a big heart only to find a basket filled with dumb yellow smile squishes and a big tub of ice-cream in between. A few CD's were tucked into the basket almost as an afterthought. The game CD's that Ansh wanted. Ansh glared at the basket. "Do minute nahi rukh saktey they kya?" He muttered under his breath. "You made me wait 17 minutes, kidoo" A voice whispered in his ears. Ansh almost screamed but Nirbhay's palm closed around his mouth before any sound could slip. Ansh's heart thudded in his chest. His Bahiyu had almost given him a heart attack. Nirabhay grabbed the basket and slipped inside with Ansh, and shut the door behind him.

What happens when Brothers are destinied to be sperated... what happen when. one death Changes the Equation for brothers forever... what happens when you are kept at distance for something u never intend to... One death.... and Everything Ended.... Living for the Sake of responsibility but there soul died with there brother .... Wanna know the story... lets peep in....

This is Part - 1 of a story that traces the life and journey of Dr.Abhimanyu Birla and his family through different situations that life forces on them. It's a story about healing, it's a story about trauma and different people react to trauma differently. It is a story about a single father and his parenting. It's about a family that has been through hell yet stuck to each other. This can be classified as a fanfiction (Just for character names) but it can be read as a stand alone series, which has multiple books. Hence, I marked it as General Fiction. Secrets, promises, heart breaks and betrayals spice up this slow burn family drama which has its heart in the love, emotions and bonds shared by the family members. Their resilience and the will to put up a strong front to the world outside while addressing internal turmoil is the soul of the story. It can be read without having to know anything about the show or the source of inspiration....Kindly treat it as a General Fiction.

Megha Biswas , a simple ordinary girl . But who said simple and ordinary are boring. A teacher by profession. Her life was really simple untill enters Mr. Vyas in his glory. Mr. Vyas. A man known yet unknown. An example of open book yet a mystery. Where will their life lead to when the Peace and Pistol will collide. Surely an extraordinary one . A simple girl and a mysterious man can be a deadly combo. Let's peep in to known more. Complete story on scrollstack. _______________________

The Nayak Brothers - Book 4 Avanthi Kamath had come back to India after 9 big years only because this time her sister needed her. Her younger sister Prakruthi needed a mother the most and Avanthi had always played a dual role ever since they lost their mother. She was Prakruthi's sister and mother. However 9 years ago their lives took horrific turns. One mistake by Avanthi and their lives were jumbled and Avanthi was termed 'The Runaway Bride' Only if they knew she wasn't running away from them. She was an ANGEL & she was... Running away from THE ASMODEUS. Neil Nayak the DEMON whom she fell for unconditionally & lost everything. But what would happen when ANGEL and the DEMON come face to face? Guilt, Lust, Pain, Regret or Responsibility which one would have an upper hand this time? Or The Love-Tortoise would win the race again? Disclaimer: Any resemblance to real persons or other real-life entities is purely coincidental. All characters and other entities appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, dead or alive, or other real-life entities, past or present, is purely coincidental. Copyright Disclaimer: I don't own any rights of pictures used (if any). They belong to the owners respectively.

Three people who were best friends from childhood ends up in a deadly triangle and everyone has their scheme to break that triangle but never expected the turn of events in their lives. Their journey through the schemes is over and now it's time for the aftermath of it. Will it be a good one or a bad one? It is again in their hands and has to work harder than they did during the schemes. ----------------------- Must read the three schemes before starting this one...

Three people who are best friends from childhood end up in a deadly triangle and everyone has their scheme to break that triangle but never expected the turn of events in their lives. Join the journey of their schemes and the result which was never expected by any of them. ---------------------- #This book contains three stories#