Bhaiyu Stories

In a quiet, misty district of Himachal Pradesh, in a small orphanage called Sparsh Ashram, lived a fragile, gentle girl named Ishara. Her eyes held a quiet innocence, untouched by the harshness of the world, yet shadowed with a deep, unspoken sorrow. When she was only four, her stepfather-the one who had once called her his life-had left her. He discovered she was the product of her mother's betrayal, and in his heartbreak, he turned away. Since then, Ishara had grown up in the soft, lonely halls of the orphanage, her heart tender, her spirit delicate, carrying a pain that even time could not erase. At fifteen, she was still small, almost like a fragile bird in a vast, unkind sky-beautiful, innocent, and quietly brave. .................................................................................................... ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

They were a family too strong for this world too pure, too loving. Maybe that's why destiny tried to break them. One tragic incident stole the first pillar of their happy home. And soon after, the other two followed, leaving behind only shadows of what once was. Now, Ranvijay, the eldest, stands as the reluctant protector. He never wanted the burden, but he couldn't let the pieces fall apart. Not when his younger brothers still needed to know what a family meant. Beside him is Rajeev, quiet and calm the anchor in Rudransh's storm. His music, his peace, his silent strength held them together when words failed. And Reyansh, the youngest the heart. A burst of colour in their grey world. He still knows how to laugh, how to love, how to bring light even when everything seems dark. But what they don't know is that one piece of their soul is missing . One brother, lost and raised in pain, far from the warmth he once belonged to. He grew up with harsh truths, unaware of the love that once waited for him and still waiting for him . But destiny always finds a way. And soon, the lost will return Bringing with him the storm... and the healing. You can start reading the book , because your author will not stop in between so , be free to shower your views . And enjoy . . . Join me in the incredible journey . . . One brother, lost and raised in pain, far from the warmth he once belonged to. He grew up with harsh truths, unaware of the love that once waited for him. But destiny always finds a way. And soon, the lost will return - Bringing with him the storm... and the healing.

꧁❀~☞ •°:༺🎀༻ 𝕄𝕒𝕙𝕚 ༺🎀༻:°• ☜~❀꧂ Ⓣⓗⓔⓘⓡ ⓛⓘⓣⓣⓛⓔ ⓟⓡⓘⓝⓒⓔⓢⓢ ❖ He was staring at her, and she looked back at him with her big doe eyes, Tears welled up in her beautiful hazel eyes Without any hesitation, he gently pulled her into a hug "Calm down, Princess see? Your Papa is alright," he said, softly stroking her hair "N-no yo-you ar-are ly-lying y-you a-are no-not we-well" she said between hiccups She hugged him tightly, like if she let go, he would disappear ❖ She looked at them....confused, not understanding why they were laughing at her Mr. Handsome "Why are you all making fun of Mr. Handsome? You shouldn't do that, you all know Mr. Handsome is God's favorite" she said, her lips forming into a pout "How do you know if he's God's favorite or not?" his son asked, half-teasing "Because he has seven babies and Nanimaa used to say that when God is happy with someone, He gives them a baby....If He's really happy, he gives one more, and God is very happy with Mr. Handsome...That's why God gave him seven babies... that's why Mr. Handsome is God's favorite" she said innocently They all looked at her...and then at her Mr. Handsome... And burst into laughter... ❖ He is her Mr. Handsome🕊 -her saviour -her protector -and her home. 𓆩♡𓆪 She is his daughter🦋 -his jaan -his angel -and his life. ✤❀✤ 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤𝕤 ⚠️DO NOT COPY MY WORK ⚠️

Dr. Ishan Mehra 26 year old, a dedicated single father and doctor, balances love and discipline while raising his energetic 6-year-old son Vivaan.

When fierce, guarded Sitara and her hopeful younger soul sister Mahima leave their Shimla orphanage for a prestigious Mumbai school, they expect a fresh start. But fate has other plans. From bullies and buried secrets to unexpected allies and painful family ties, Sitara must navigate a world that once abandoned her-and now refuses to let her forget. Can she protect Mahima, confront the siblings who turned their backs, and find her own place in a world built to keep her out? A powerful tale of resilience, betrayal, and the unbreakable bond of sisterhood. credit This beautiful cover was created by @livelyminnie Ranking 5th #family(2/8/2025) 1st #stepsister(3/8/2025)

a 14 years old silent girl reunited with her brothers after 10 years , what would the fait bring for her? will her life change for the better or worse .. what would she face as the only princess Rajasthan ? sibling bonds. 5 brothers and only sister. ( english is not my first language so I apologize for any spelling or grammar errors 😭😭) thank you for reading

❝ 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬. 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫. ❞ ✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ✦✦ ✦ ══════════ ❖ ══════════ 𝑨 𝑽 𝑨 𝑵 𝒀 𝑨 𓂃 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒕𝒉 𓂃 ══════════ ❖ ══════════ She grew up knowing care. Gentle hands. Quiet protection. A presence that felt like home when the world felt too sharp. She was loved. But love does not erase everything. And being protected does not mean being untouched by pain. Some silences stay too long. Some truths arrive too early. Some burdens are never meant for a child. So she learned to endure. To smile softly. To speak less. To carry hurt without letting it show. Warmth became her instinct. Quiet strength, her shield. Then she stepped into a house ruled by power. A family built on authority and discipline, where emotions were controlled and warmth was never taught. At its center stood a man shaped by shadows- respected in light, feared in darkness. His past was buried deep, But it was never gone. Around him stood sons who had been raised to command. Composed. Unyielding. Dangerous in their silence. She did not arrive to change them. She did not come to heal anyone. She arrived carrying love and loss, warmth learned from care, Strength born from survival. And sometimes- That kind of warmth is the most dangerous thing of all. ✨ Can someone who has known both comfort and cruelty survive a world built on control? ✨ Will softness last where emotions are considered weakness? ✨ Wh

It is a story of a girl who was separated from her family in a awful turn of events and is living a life of common kid despite being a princess. A brother who can go to any length for his sister.... He is living just for HER These siblings separated 11 years ago.. Meets again but will they unite or remain apart. Stay tuned

They lost their parents too soon... Mishty, the youngest, born on the day their parents died... loved by a few but blamed by many. Her brother Mahir thought her as a curse, and it hurts more. He pushed away Mishty. Because whenever he saw Mishty's face, he reminded the curse day when their father, mother, and brother die. But between all hates, Mishty has her another mother. Mira, who took all responsibilities of Mishty and became a mother overnight

Rajveer: "you both are just my responsibility nothing else." Reeyansh: " maybe I can't accept them." Siya: "mere sirf do bhai hai aur koi nahi." *********** Piyu: " I know they hate us. but they are our family. we can't hate them. Arush: "you all are my favourite."

ON HOLD UNTIL APRIL 2026 AHANA RAGHUWANSHI The soul that used once brought light in everyone's life , the cute girl that everyone once cherished and loved was now not the same anymore. She now was always serious and cold, talks only when necessary. Her chatters were no more heard . Her chuckles which was music to many ears as if now it had faded in darkness. One incident changed the lives of many. Someone lost their love for their beloved sister or that is what they thought. Someone was left in the dilemma of why their best friend left and no one stopped her . Someone lost their only daughter. Someone lost their sunshine . But in the end everyone lost one person but that loss changed many. Once loved now treated as unwanted. No one wanted it to happen but... one misunderstanding was all it took. Everyone had turned into machines... running in a loop of their schedules But what if she returns??... Not as their sunshine anymore but as a broken girl whose walls are so high that not even her best friends can break it. Will they ever understand the truth??.. Can she be herself again?? Will she get the love she misses but doesn't accept the fact?? Their princess, their sunshine is back but... is she the same innocent soul???

a pure developing bond between brother and sister

Heer sharma, a smart and intelligent girl who lives with her mother, and has no idea about her father. What will happen when one day , she has to live with her father's family which has her step mother and 6 half brothers, because her own mother had the last stage cancer and cant survive anymore? How will Heer manage to live in that house? TROPES~ High school romance 6 Protective Half brothers Bad boy x good girl Best friend's sisterxBrother's best friend He fell first and harder No bullying 12th x 11th Rom-com Bold girl Backbencherxtopper Family love

Fifteen-year-old Leher Malhotra has mastered the art of smiling through pain. After losing her mother, she built walls around her heart - walls only her aunt, Mahi, could ever cross. But when Mahi marries Raghav Oberoi, Leher's world tilts again. A new home, new faces, and a new family - all waiting on the other side of the walls she swore she'd never let down. As laughter mixes with loneliness, Leher begins to learn that healing isn't about forgetting the past... it's about finding the courage to let love in again. 🌊🌊🌊 "Bhaiya, mujhe pehle do na! Main pehle aayi hoon!" Leher said. The vendor sighed "Beta, sabko bari bari se milega." "Bari bari?" she scoffed, eyes wide with mock outrage. "Main kabse khadi hoon! Aapne tab se sirf paanch pani puri di hai mujhe!" A voice slid in from the side - honey-laced with poison. "Bas kar behen," the girl drawled, "zyada khayegi to moti ho jaayegi. Chhoti to hai hi." Excuse me, what?! Leher froze. Then the corners of her lips curved. The Leher inside cracked her knuckles - oh no, sweetheart, you messed with the wrong chhoti. She turned, eyes gleaming, smile dangerously sweet. "Achha hai na," she said softly, "agar main moti ho gayi, to tumhe bhi finally kuch compliments mil jaayenge. Varna jab tak main slim hoon, tumhare naseeb mein toh bas background role hi likha hai." Mic. Drop. 💅 "Damn, she killed it." "Ooooh!"

How can you be an orphan when your mother still pays for you? This is the painful question sixteen-year-old Vanya asks herself every day. Her mother's monthly visits to the orphanage aren't fueled by love, but by cold, crisp cash, a payment to keep Vanya a secret. Her father's existence is defined by his absolute rejection. Vanya is the childhood that never got to bloom..*The Lost Spring*. But Vanya's greatest pain is also her biggest secret. Her mother's first marriage yielded three handsome, powerful, and successful adult sons which are Vanya's *half-brothers*. They live a life of unquestioned luxury, entirely unaware of the hidden daughter who shares their blood. When a chance encounter shatters the rigid boundary between Vanya's world and theirs, the family's sixteen-year lie begins to crumble. The truth will tear their privileged world apart. But for Vanya, is exposing the secret worth the risk of losing the only family she's ever truly yearned for?

The Rastogi brothers' fragile world cracks open when Reyansh brings Rivyut - the son of Vidhani, the woman who tore their family apart. "Why bring her son here? Do you think we can forget what she did?" Raghav's voice was sharp, filled with pain and anger. Torn between protecting their fractured bond and facing buried truths, the brothers' fight for unity spirals into a war where love, loyalty, and pain collide.The brothers must decide if family means forgiveness... or more heartbreak. A gentle one..

Aditya was a troubled kid an impulsive kid who couldn't keep his mouth shut....a broken boy who had been used all his life. The Singhania brothers He was snatched from them....they cried for him. They begged for him... but he never came. The brothers were played by the vicious man who couldn't look past his ego The same ego which was crushed by adheer who refused to obey him So he snatched his kid away from him Now, years later, the secrets were revealed... the brothers had their reunion... but maybe it was too late. Or maybe it was not. Will the brothers ever be able to fix the broken boy who has been used all of his life? Or will the boy push them away? Read "Pehchan" to find out. I do not own any pictures used in the stories Credit to the owner But the story line is mine

The father and son's relationship is on the verge of ending but who make so much difference with once all colourful house is now all grey . All silenced. Can it be reversed Who ruined their relationship and why ? Can their distance ruined all house ? Can his father love him ? To know this let's begin the journey . . . . Images don't belong to me but the storyline is , no character does belong to real life so do any incidents.

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What if destiny wasn't just about winning the war between good and evil... but about finding the family your soul has always craved? Saanvi-a girl born with powers not meant for mortals, a Devta Putri hiding in the shadows of the human world. She has lived her life alone, telling herself she doesn't need anyone. Families break. Love hurts. Belonging is a dream she cannot afford. But fate has other plans. When she crosses paths with a family broken by pain and waiting for a miracle, something inside her begins to change. For the first time, she laughs, she feels, she wonders what it means to have a home. And for them, she is more than just a girl-she might be the missing piece of their story, the answer to prayers left unheard for years. Yet shadows always follow the light. Will Saanvi embrace the bond destiny is offering her... or walk away before she risks her heart again?