#book 3 of Mafia series It's says happiness never takes long to catch an evil eye... and that's exactly what happened to Rishabh and Anokhi. She brought the devil out of the dark world of the Mafia. She melted his cold, stone heart with her love. But fate had its own plans-one twist of time, and the girl who once healed hearts turned into the one who forgot how to feel. It's says when love makes you forget yourself... when you change completely and make that one person your whole world-then no limit is ever enough for that kind of love. And now, it's time to see how far Anokhi will go, how many boundaries she'll break... for the love of her Rishabh ji.

"Her innocent King" He never wore a crown, never held a gun... but still, he ruled her world. She was born with blood on her hands and fire in her veins-the mafia princess everyone feared. A girl who could break ribs without breaking a sweat, yet secretly dreamed of fairy tales. And he? He was just a boy with flour-dusted fingers and a heart too pure for her dark world. A gamer. A dreamer. The last person you'd expect to survive her storm. But fate doesn't ask for permission. One forced marriage. One innocent heart trapped in her dangerous empire. One girl who would tear down the underworld to protect the only man who made her feel human. She was raised to be a queen of crime- But for him, she chose to be his princess first... and his protector forever. After all, he wasn't just her husband. He was... Her innocent King. 👑 "When he is be like agar mein aapke kharche nahi uthapaya toh..." ["When he says: what if I'm not able to bear your expenses..."..] "And she is like" aap mere nakhre uthalijiye gaaa....""Woh bohot hai mere liye Kharche mein uthalungii...["And she is like-just handle my tantrums....."That means a lot to me...I'll handle the expenses...] #WattpadOriginal #MafiaRomance #ForcedMarriage #EnemiesToLovers #InnocentHusband #StrongFemaleLead #InstagramRomance #DesiLoveStory #WattpadCouple #DesiFiction #HumorRomance #PowerfulHer #WattpadRomance #WattpadIndia #WattpadWriter #FictionLovers #WattpadCover #SpicyAndSweet #WattpadEnemiesToLovers #DesiQueenVibes

A step sister who is too broken to believe some one . five step brother who thought they don't care about her , but when she is in danger ready to burn the world for her . The "SURYVANSHI'S" the epitome of power, money , heartless, and cruelness . their name is enough to fill the fears in heart and soul involved in mafia . she is a light to them or they thought . SHE IS SOMETHING THEY NEVER IMAGINED TO BE . SHE IS SOMEONE WHO HAS DEMONS FAR GREATER THAN THEIRS. @ Dive into the story of five brothers rheir step sister. let the fate unravel the secrets. the things happen which were written in fate .

𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 Aaravi Singh has always lived far from the world she belongs to-raised by her maternal grandparents in India, unaware that she has a family waiting for her across the sea. Her father and brothers have no idea she exists. When her twin unexpectedly arrives in India for a cultural exchange program, everything changes. Aaravi is thrust into a legacy she never knew, a family kept secret for fifteen years, and a truth that will redefine who she is. In a world of shadows and secrets, will she find where she truly belongs? ⚠️ A tiny heads-up before you start: This is a slow-paced emotion-heavy story. The focus is on thoughts, feelings, and taking things step by step-but don't worry, it's not all serious. There's plenty of chaos, banter, and fun along the way too. If you're looking for a fast-paced plot, this might not be your cup of tea. Just thought I'd warn you before you dive in.

"She accepted the darkness not as punishment, but as home." 🌸🌸🌸 Anya has a father and three brothers. But they don't really care about her-they're just family by name. After Anya's mother died giving birth to her, the blame for her death was placed on Anya. Since then, the only things she has received from her father and brothers are blame, disrespect, ignorance, abusive words, and bullying-especially from her two elder brothers. They call her unlucky, a bad omen, a symbol of misfortune. They hate her. And over time, Anya has come to accept all of it. She has started to believe it herself-that she is cursed, that she brings bad luck. Anya is just 16 years old, but she's not like other girls her age. She has never lived a normal childhood-no fun, no laughter, no affection. Her whole life has revolved around just one thing: studying. Whether in school or locked inside her four-walled room, that's all she's ever known. She doesn't like facing her family. Deep inside, she believes she's the reason they're always upset, that her presence is a burden. She truly thinks she's not good enough to live under the same roof with them. Now, she's made a decision: after she turns 18, she will leave. Not to run away-but to protect them from herself. But what will happen when her family finds out what she's planning? Will they feel relief-or regret? Do they truly hate her-or have they just never tried to understand her? What will happen if they realize they were wrong to blame a child for something she never caused? What if they ask for forgiveness and beg her to stay? Will she stay? Or will she finally choose herself-for the first time in her life?

A forced marriage between a reserved businessman and a psychology student with a traumatic past becomes an unexpected journey of healing and love as Arhaan's obsession softens into genuine care, Minha learns to trust again, proving that even the deepest scars can fade with patience, respect, and true connection

#Book1 of The Heart Series VIHAAN MALHOTRA × INDHU RAJAN "That's what you do, isn't it?" His voice was sharp, edged with something dangerously close to anger. I frowned. What the hell is he talking about? "What-" I started, but he cut me off. "Always craving attention. From everyone... from every man-"The words barely left his mouth before my hand struck his cheek. A sharp slap, loud in the quiet room. Wow. Four years. Four whole years since I last saw him, and the first thing I do? Slap my first love. Great. Just great. ──── ୨୧ ──── Indhu walked away from love, heartbreak, and the boy who once shielded her in the rain, Vihaan. He was her first love, the one she believed never saw her the same way. What she thought was an unrequited crush turned into a painful memory, marked by misunderstandings and unresolved emotions. They met again through the wedding of Indhu's best friend, Aadya and Vihaan's older brother Arnav, an event that should have been a happy beginning but instead left her heartbroken. Convinced she had moved on, she built a life on her own terms-until Vihaan reappeared. Vihaan, cold and unreadable, never let anyone get close-especially not Indhu. He buried his feelings, mistaking distance for control. But when the truth behind their past finally comes to light, he refuses to let her slip away again. Now bound to the man she tried to forget, Indhu finds herself trapped between past wounds and present desires. And as possessive tension, lingering resentment, and years of unspoken longing collide, she fights to guard her heart while Vihaan struggles to claim what was always his. But in a game of denial and temptation, who will surrender first? ──── ୨୧ ──── (This is my first book, so there may be a few mistakes or small inconsistencies, but it won't affect the reading. I'll be fixing everything once the book is completed❤️😭) Starting Date: 13/03/

If Shaira Angelina Vanedestine had synonyms on this day. It was a successful multi billionaire and downright rude. She had achieved everything in her life but at the cost of many things. She was not kind and conservative anymore. She was a risk taker, aggressive and had every man craving for her. When her oh-so-awesome attitude led her to a fight in the middle of a conference because someone said something about her roots. To save her company, she needed to go back and show the world her relations with her brothers as fine as it could be. When her already messed up strings of past relationship was still intact. Join in the journey of this girl when she had become someone to remind her who she really was. This is book 2 of the Broken Heir series.

1968..ᝰ "𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐥, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝. 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 '𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥' 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥." Her face was veiled however her gaze remained unveiled, revolting to see stars of her own sky which laid 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞." ꫂ❁ वो नारी है , लहरों सी वो पैर छूना जानती है तो कश्ती डुबाना भी Mrinalini Mishra, a nineteen years old years oldand tender hearted woman, raised in a modest household in the forgotten lanes of Banaras. she has witnessed only one truth her entire life..the quiet suffering of women. Women who lived and died within four walls, their silence glorified, their sacrifices romanticized. As like other girls in village, she was expected to submit herself to a man and carried his children. But Mrinalini was never meant to be one of them. She dreamed of an identity that belonged to no man. However after attaining her education till 12th, married off to a man she had never met or even caught glimpse. A criminal lawyer who fought for widows and young girls and all she knew about him was how feared and respect he was. When their contrasting worlds collide within the sacred bond of marriage, their lives ignite with tension, vulnerability, suppressed emotions of his, and those buried secrets of haveli which would haunt her. Will she continue her fight for identity and independence? Or will marriage force her to surrender?