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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.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Book 1 GHOST Complete Book 2 TROJAN Ongoing --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 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.

When home finally feels like home, and their Hasret of togetherness is complete... yet the shiddat, the intensity, the pain of everything that follows, still lingers, waiting quietly to write its own story. Join the Oberoi brothers again, as they once again find their way back to each other, before everything falls into place-or before there's nothing left for them.

‶He's not even a Raheja!″ His father yelled, the malice in his voice clearly audible. ‶But he is our brother.″ He said calmly. ‶Half brother.″ His father corrected him. ‶Brothers are bonded by heart and not by blood.″ there was finality in his tone, one that screamed any further protest would fall on deaf ears. ‶What are you planning to do, Rudra? Play father to an abandoned kid?″ ‶Haven't I been doing the same since I was 17?″ **************************** ‶You're a responsibility, little boy. Never forget that. Don't ever take bhaiya's kindness for granted.″ ‶Yes sir.″ the 10 year old murmured with bowed head. He didn't expect to be treated any better. The man's eyes twitched ever so slightly when he noticed the boy's shoulders slumping in disappointment. But he forced himself to remain unaffected. The boy was a testament of their mother's spirit. The spirit that they needed but were deprived of. Warming up to her son felt like a betrayal to their own struggles.

The South was a land spoken of only in hushed voices. It was said its people were cultists; Devoted worshippers of beings that did not belong to their soil, nor their sky, nor even their world. Once every decade, without fail, the South offered tribute. Their youngest were sent away to be turned, bound into service for the unseen powers they claim to call Gods. Those between the ages of fifteen and sixteen were chosen. No exceptions. No mercy. Five were taken in their current generation: Grian, Jimmy, Martyn, BigB, and Pearl. They were told not to resist. Resistance, after all, always bore consequences. And so it proved. Only two of them managed to flee. Martyn and Jimmy. The others were not so fortunate. Grian was beaten into submission, his will shattered before he was forcefully turned. BigB and Pearl followed soon after, claiming the same cruel fate. Above them all loomed the higher beings; the Watchers-the one the South pleads loyalty to-and the Listeners. Ever-present. Ever-seeing. And every day, the youth of the South whispered the same silent question: Did they ever truly have a choice? --- TW: Gore, Mentions of Death, Trauma, Killing, etc. Characters only, not Content Creators! --- Available on Ao3 as well! ( @keithaustinn )

some short oneshots to make your day better (i hope). mostly hermitcraft and life series probably. title from we'll never have sex by leith ross

The lovely girl of RAGHUVANSHI , who is the soul of the 2 royal families of Rajasthan [THE RAJVANSH AND RAGHUVANSHI]. She is the most pampered child in the family. She is a devotee of Mahadev.She get separate from her family due to one accident which happened in her life. What happens when she come back to India after 8 years?. What happened when she meet her a long lost love after 8 years? Do you think he still love her? What happened when she got to know the family she was loving from the far away had accepted another girl has their sister and forgotten her existence? The most eligible bachelor and the handsome ,who is the king of royal family ,who had been waiting for his love from past 8 years . He is most handsome and Prince charming and many girls dream. what happens when he see her ?unknown of her identity he married her for his sister sake?what what happens when he got to know the truth that to behind the darkness ? What happens when Navya meets her family not has a their daughter or thier princess but has a daughter in law daughter in law? She thinks that her family hate her! Is that true, will they able to accept her? What happens when she returns India with all dark secrets? TROPES : Princess Queen × King Childhood love Age difference powefull Mafia Hidden secrets SHE FELL FIRST AND HE FELL HARDER!!! . . . . . Do support please ✨

a siblings saga A 12 year old boy who was left by his parents at an orphan years later has made himself capable but now his past has once again knocked on his door as a nightmare as a responsibility a mafia a brat hate their elder brother are now under his supervision a boy hidden in shadow comes forwards with a plea what will happen don't judge the story just peep into to know

this story is inspired by the 3rd Life series on YouTube where you are a part of it with all the other creators such as Grian, GoodTimesWithScar, Mumbo, Smajor and so on this is starting from the 2nd season of the life series so the boogeyman is in play Thses stories will only be 7 - 8 parts depending on how I feel.

Welcome to Zedango Week 2025! Hopefully the first of more to come! This is an event that ran from Sunday September 14th to Saturday September 20th! An event for the fans of our boys Zedaph and Tango! I have had so much fun planning and drafting my works, so I hope you fellow Zedango lovers enjoy them <3 DAYS : : Day 1: Hungry Hermits {or an incident involving the Hungry Hermits freezer leads Zedaph and Tango awfully close (literally).} Day 2: Alternate Universe {or mer Zedaph and human Tango, Zedaph really, really doesn't want to lose the other.} Day 3: Non-Minecraft Game {or Tango and Zedaph bought a house together, and now they just have to Unpack a bit.} Day 4: First Date {or Zedaph and Tango get set up on a first date together, unknowingly, and it ends... pretty good.} Day 5: Alone Together {or after Impulse sends Zedaph a picture of Tango and Etho, he gets a bit... jealous.) Day 6: SKIPPED Day 7: FREE DAY!! {Zedaph and Tango are together. It isn't much, but it always is.}

When their clock chimes zero, a thunderous roar and a familiar feeling encompasses them. Their time is up... But, they're still alive? That can't be right. What's gone wrong? And can they fix it before it's too late? Only time will tell... ~~~ When Time Stopped is a short Limited Life story, carrying on from events that occur in episode 8. Hope you enjoy!

"Blood may bind them, but secrets built the walls between them." Once, they were an unbreakable force-four siblings born to rule the shadows. Raised by a powerful mafia lord and a queen of silence, the Raichand children were each forged in fire. But a single night changed everything. A girl was taken. A life was lost. And with it, so was their bond. Eight years later, a storm brews. A hidden enemy rises, targeting the Raichands from within. Old wounds resurface. Destiny demands a reunion-whether they're ready or not. The empire will either rise together again... Or burn in the fire of secrets, revenge, and buried truths. Read to know more.🩷

This is a story about the Life series! mostly used character is Tango. Please don't steal this.

The Watchers have erased the EVO gang's(-Taurtis) minds and now they have to deal with a role that isn't theirs. Taurtis will try to help his friends reclaim their memories. Basically "What My Cutie Mark Is Telling Me" from My Little Pony. Sooooo- Yeah enjoy while I suffer to change the lyrics up to fit.

What if is focused mainly on the minecraft series 3rd life, an SMP which its player's goal is to make it to the end. If you haven't checked it out, please go and watch it as this book contains major spoilers of the series. This book contains an alternative ending to 3rd life; I take an event on the server and change the possible outcome it could've gotten. That's it. The change will be always in the title. •••Information••• >POVs change. Look out for clues that give it away. (will mostly be the POV of the person mentioned in the title.) >The chapters won't be in order. (As in, the events that could've changed 3rd life won't be from end to beginning or viceversa) >Always comment your ideas as I can't keep up with all the events. >Don't bring hate over, this book it's purely for fun. >The chapters won't be consistent (the amount of words won't always be the same as I can only do so much.) >If you think there's cheesy sentences, everything's platonic. (Art cover by me.)

THE COVER IS CREATED BY erath ON PINTEREST Sure, there's probably millions of high school love stories but I felt like writing one so sue me :3 What secrets will be unveiled? What events will occur? Will there be romance or tragedy? Will this story have the many crazy events that wouldn't likely occur at the same school in the same year? Absolutely. Do I care? No.

Cover art is not mine Cleo and Etho used to be married. Scar and Bdubs are their children. A lot of drama, a lot of angst.

Sausage was cured from the corruption. Gem killed him, making him free from the corruption. Xornoth should've killed her, right? But he didn't. He was tired of spreading corruption, well at least to the empires. One day he saw Gem, going through this massive portal. There was a sign that said "To HermitCraft". Hmm. A new target. Xornoth thought. He went through the portal, teleporting to a new land. This new land was big. There were many buildings, big and small. This was his target. But he needed to find a body to possess first. That's when he found Mumbo. idea from a piece of artwork I made... hope you enjoy! you can find this fanfic in ao3 too!

Scott is back in Double Life, soulbound to Pearl, but chooses to distance from her due to her "insane" antics. He lives with his bestie Cleo, but even if he's already got a soulmate, he wants something more. He wants the man he can't have.

ASP Arham Afraz, a man whose world had shrunk to crime scenes, cold bullets, and the relentless pursuit of justice. Until one phone call changed everything. "Your father, Afraz Meer, has been in an accident." A pause. "Your mother was also in the car." Mother? They must mean his father's second wife. Then came the final blow. "Your father has named you the legal guardian of your younger siblings." Wait... what? Siblings? Guardian? Did he hear that right? ____________________ Two brothers lived under the same roof, yet the bond between them was tangled in places neither of them knew how to reach. The elder one had grown up in the shadow of loss. A childhood carved by unanswered questions, by grief that arrived too early, by a night that stole more than any child should be forced to lose. And then there was the stepbrother. Unlike the older one, he had grown up wrapped in warmth, surrounded by voices that called his name with affection. He had always believed love was something you gave freely, something people naturally returned. Until his elder brother entered the house. That was when he first felt it, the distance. A quiet, cold space between them he couldn't understand, one that made him question himself in ways he never had before. For the first time, he felt unseen. At first, he mistook the pull in his chest for guilt, a silent ache telling him he owed something to the elder one whose place in the family had been dimmed for his sake. But as time passed, he understood it wasn't guilt at all. It was longing. Longing for something he had never had to fight for before, a whole family. A brother whose silence he wished he could interpret. A bond he wished he knew how to claim. A place in that guarded heart he desperately hoped wasn't locked forever. What pulled him toward the elder one was no apology. It was love. It was hope. It was the quiet belief that maybe, just maybe, broken families could still find ways to feel complete. __________