Khairiyya's life changed the day her father died. At twelve years old, she lost not only the man who loved her most, but also the only place she had ever called home. Abandoned by a mother eager to start a new life with a new husband, Khairiyya was left in the care of her late father's older brother and his wife-a couple who welcomed her with open arms and loved her as their own. For five years, she found comfort in their kindness, unaware that a promise made long ago had already tied her future to someone she had never met. Rayyan never expected to return home and find a stranger living in his house. After years abroad, he comes back to discover that the quiet girl his parents took in after her father's death is no longer a child. Worse still, she is the fiancée he never agreed to have. At twenty-six, marriage is the last thing on his mind. At seventeen, Khairiyya wants nothing more than to belong. Bound by a promise neither of them made, they find themselves caught between family expectations, old wounds, and feelings neither is willing to acknowledge. But when the past comes knocking and the people who once abandoned Khairiyya suddenly want a place in her life, she is forced to choose between the family that left her behind and the one that chose her. In a story of love, loss, faith, and belonging, Khairiyya learns that sometimes the people Allah places in your life are worth more than the ones you were born to. And sometimes, home is not a place. It's a person. Will this live survive?? 17 & 25 does that makes sense?? Find out by flipping in the next page ✨

The world always believed in good and evil. White and black. Right and wrong. Love and obsession.But no one ever warned them about her.Because she wasn't just darkness-she was the kind of darkness that looked like light. It started like every perfect story does. A powerful family.A calm, untouchable man.And a girl... who smiled like she had never known pain was not a man people questioned.He was composed. Silent. Dangerous in a way that didn't need noise.The kind of man who didn't chase-because everything eventually came to him.Respect. Power. Loyalty. And love?He always believed love was softUntil she walked in.Soft voice. Calm eyes. Controlled chaos.She didn't demand attention-she became it. And for the first time in his life...Tahir looked at someonelike they were worth breaking his rules for.But what Tahir didn't know was-Sitara wasn't new to his world. She had been watching. Waiting.Planning.Every step. Every breath. Every encounter-calculated. Because this wasn't love at first sight. This was revenge at first heartbeat. Somewhere between stolen glances and silent wars,between calm touches and hidden scars...A story began.Not of love.But of possession.Of control.Of a girl who didn't want his heart-She wanted his destruction.And the cruelest part?He was ready to give her both.Because in this story- The villain doesn't hide.She smiles "They'll call me evil... but no one will ever ask what made me this way." - Sitara

She was never his first choice. She was the younger sister. The replacement bride. The compromise. While his heart belonged to her elder sister. Yet Adhira Rathore loved Kshiti Singh Bhardwaj enough to accept a place in his life... even if she could never have a place in his heart. Years passed. Five sons were born. A family was built. And for a brief moment... She thought she had finally become his home. Until one accusation destroyed everything. Poison. Betrayal. A sister fighting for life. And a wife standing alone. Nobody believed her. Not her parents. Not her in-laws. Not even her husband. The man she loved looked into her eyes... And chose doubt. So she left. Broken. Pregnant. Carrying a secret no one knew. Twins. Seventeen years later... Kshiti Singh Bhardwaj is one of the most powerful men in the country. His five sons stand beside him. The Bhardwaj Empire rules everything. But their home remains incomplete. Because the woman they condemned never returned. Until fate brings them face to face again. Only to reveal a truth far crueler than guilt. Adhira can no longer speak. And standing beside her... Are two seventeen-year-olds carrying the Bhardwaj blood. The children their father never knew existed. Now the family that destroyed her wants answers. But some wounds don't heal. Some apologies come too late. And some women return... Not for love. But for the truth. "Seventeen years ago, you called me a murderer." "Now tell me, Mr. Bhardwaj..." "Who will pay for the life you destroyed?"

Liana Harrington spent her entire life craving something simple-love from her family. But the moment Elara entered the Harrington Estate, everything changed. The brothers who once held her hand slowly turned away. The parents she desperately tried to please looked at her with disappointment. Accusations, cold stares, and loneliness became the only things waiting for her behind the doors of the place she once called home. On her seventeenth birthday, while the mansion celebrated someone else, Liana was left alone in the freezing snow... abandoned and forgotten. And there- she died. Only to open her eyes again years in the past. This time, Liana decides something different. No more begging. No more chasing after love that was never hers. No more tears. But as she slowly lets go of the family she once desperately wanted... Why are they starting to look at her? Why does regret appear in their eyes? And why does the cold, feared Crown Prince keep appearing in her peaceful little bookstore? When a forgotten daughter stops asking for love... everyone suddenly wants her back. ✨ Regression | Family Regret | Cold Crown Prince | Slow Burn Romance | Betrayal | Healing | Fantasy Manhwa Vibes

In a 1900s Bengali village, Mrinalini is wed into a respectable household-her gentle, responsible husband ritwik and his reckless elder brother bound by fate. Desire, duty, and forbidden emotions blur lines. Warnings: Mature, intense themes, explicit scenes, polyandry.

" I can't ... I can't stay away from you jaan" He pressed the photo to his chest, "You think I will give up? That I will forget you?"His voice dropped to a dark whisper "No, Tara. You are not something I can lose." He kissed the photo's surface his lips trembling. "You do not get to decide for both of us. You are mine. Tum meri thi, hao .. aur rahogi." (You were mine, you are mine... and you'll always be mine.) He threw back the last of the alcohol, the bottle clinking against the wall and shattering into a thousand pieces. . . Story of dev and tara

𝐻𝐼𝑆 𝐹𝑂𝑅𝐶𝐸𝐷 𝐵𝑅𝐼𝐷𝐸 Bound by Fate. Trapped by Hate. Consumed by Obsession. She has been a prisoner her entire life-locked away, tortured, and left to drown in nightmares that never end. The world beyond her room is a mystery, and love? A fantasy she never dared to dream of. He is a prince and a ruthless CEO, a man who bows to no one. But even power couldn't save him from the trap set by her cruel uncle. Kidnapped and forced into an unwanted marriage, he sees his bride as nothing but a chain around his neck. A fragile, unwanted burden. But when he learns the truth-the horror she has endured-his hatred turns into something far more dangerous. Possession. Obsession. An undeniable craving to claim what was forced upon him. Yet, in the shadows lurks another-a woman driven to madness, in love with him to the point of destruction. She will kill, manipulate, and tear the world apart to have him, even if it means erasing the wife he never wanted. In a marriage forged by cruelty, love may not be the only thing that blooms... because sometimes, obsession is the deadliest poison of all. Trops:- business × students Strong ml × innocent fl Grumpy × sunshine he fall first and harder Mature Agegap ©All rights reserved

Dard Se Dil Tak A Ziddi Dil Maane Na AU Dr. Monami Mahajan once believed in love... until the man she loved could never love her back. Determined to move on, she attends her cousin's wedding, hoping for a fresh start. But fate has other plans. When the bride and groom run away, two respected families face humiliation. To save their honor, Monami becomes the bride overnight. Married to Adhiraj Raghuvanshi-Mumbai Crime Branch's formidable DCP. A man feared by criminals... and guarded by his own past. Two strangers. One unexpected marriage. What begins as a sacrifice slowly turns into a journey of wounds, truths, and healing. From heartbreak... to a love neither of them expected.

Betrayed by her husband and cast aside by the family she once protected, Diana dies a tragic death at the height of her success. But death is not the end. She awakens ten years in the past-back in the body of her sixteen-year-old self. This time, she will no longer be kind, obedient, or blind. With memories of betrayal burned into her soul, Diana returns to reclaim everything that was stolen from her-and make those who destroyed her life pay the price.

"Behave," she whispered. "If you say my name like that," he replied, "I will forget why I'm behaving." "You're killing me here, baby." "Don't look at me like that-not when I've spent ten days learning how to breathe without you." --- I was twenty-four when my future was decided in a room I didn't control. He was thirty-two and already owned cities. They called it an arranged marriage. I called it a mistake. Raghav Oberoi didn't ask for my consent, he waited for my surrender. Cold eyes. Iron control. A presence that made rooms go silent. A man who didn't raise his voice... because he never had to. I wanted to hate my husband. But how do you hate a man who looks at you like losing you would ruin him? This is not a gentle love story. It's obsession disguised as devotion. A marriage built on power, broken by love, and sealed by fire.