Siblingrivalry Stories

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..

We all wanted to be the hero of our own story. And the moment we realise we're not, insecurity begins. We pull others down just to feel visible. We crack jokes that make our friends laugh, even when they quietly wound someone who is just like us. We don't know how to handle the insecurity, or the anger that grows alongside it. So many things feel imperfect, Books spread across the bed. A half-open notebook. Deva sits with a pen but isn't writing. DEVI leans against the doorframe, smirking. DHARUN sits on the edge of the bed. DEVI It's not like you're going to propose. And definitely she won't. She grows horns the moment she sees you. DEVA I know what to do. Why don't you mind your business? DHARUN Do you actually like her? You fight with her all the time. DEVA I don't. DEVI He sure does. He's just scared to make a move. DEVA Go away. I have to study. DHARUN Out of all the excuses, you chose that? Seriously, bro? DEVI Hey, just propose. If she says no - it's too early to hurt badly. If she says yes - it's too early to realise she should have not said so. Either way, this will go down. DHARUN That's for sure. DEVA Get out. Both of you. He stands, grabs the door, and pushes them out. DOOR SLAMS. Silence. Deva leans against the door, closes his eyes, and exhales. He walks back to the bed, sits. Looks at the open notebook. Blank page. DEVA (murmurs) Do I love her? A beat. Quick flashes in his mind: - Her arguing with him - Rolling her eyes. - Smiling when she thinks he isn't looking. - Ignoring him on purpose. Deva shakes his head. DEVA This is stupid. He opens his book, tries to read. Same line again. And again. He sighs, drops the book beside him. DEVA Why does she have to be so annoying? A small, unwilling smile forms. He immediately wipes it away. DEVA No. Focus. He picks up the pen. After two seconds, he glances at his phone. Locks it. Throws it on the bed. DEVA Exam first. Everything else later. He finally starts writing.

Orphaned at a very young age, Isabella grew up in a grand mansion with her five older brothers. From the start, they took on the role of teaching her everything she needed to know-how to speak, behave, and survive-drawing from their own childhood experiences. Yet their lessons were often harsh, cold, and strict, leaving Isabella feeling neglected and fearful. The younger brothers teased and tormented her, reporting every misstep to the older ones, who scolded her sharply. At first, she believed they hated her. But as she grew, Isabella began to understand that her brothers were themselves misunderstood and burdened by responsibility. Through fear, teasing, and strict guidance, she slowly learned to see their hearts. In the end, their relationship was far from perfect, but a quiet, mutual understanding-and even happiness-emerged from the cracks of their cold façades.

This is not a story about cruelty. It is about who is allowed to commit it. 10th November #1 in rebel SHANVI RATHORE 17 A prodigy. Quiet brilliance. Untouched by blood-soaked ambition. She exists outside the Ranawats' world- and that is precisely why she disrupts it. Before the sons, there is the father. AVINASH RANAWAT. The Mafia King. A man who does not rule from the front, but from beneath-where laws are bent, witnesses vanish, and fear is traded like currency. Power does not challenge him; it negotiates. Soon, through Mahima, his future wife, his shadow will stretch even closer to Shanvi's life. Then comes the heirs. SHAURYA RANAWAT. The eldest. Chief Minister of Rajasthan. The face of authority, the voice of law, the illusion of order. What he signs becomes legal. What he ignores ceases to exist. HARSH RANAWAT. Corporate head. Owner of Ranawat Corporation. Schools, institutions, businesses-he decides what is taught, who is protected, and who is quietly erased from records. Only four brothers walk the school corridors. AVIRAJ. ASHER. RIHAAN. RUDRA. They don't need titles here. They are the system. The red card is their language. Inside the locker door, stuck upside down with intention- a red card. The air shifts. By the next period, desks move away. Conversations lower. Friends forget names. Teachers don't hesitate to ignore. Cruelty no longer hides; it is sanctioned. The student is attacked not by the Ranawats, they don't need to make their hands dirty they just have to allow- Aviraj watches, unreadable. Asher smiles like it's a game already won. Rihaan decides how far it will go. Rudra makes sure no one interferes. And then-Shanvi. Her locker is never marked. Her name is never whispered with warning. Because the Ranawats do not protect everyone. They protect what belongs to them. And Shanvi- whether the world knows it yet or not- has already been claimed.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 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.

𝙈𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙆𝙤𝙞 𝘼𝙞𝙨𝙖 𝙂𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙂𝙖𝙪𝙣 𝙆𝙞 𝘼𝙖𝙧𝙯𝙤 𝙅𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙤𝙤𝙣.. 𝘼𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙏𝙪𝙢 𝙆𝙖𝙝𝙤 ♡ --- "Some first love doesn't end-they just wait..." 💌 𝑯 𝒓 𝒊 𝒅 𝒚 𝒂 𖹭 𝑲 𝒓 𝒊 𝒔 𝒉 𝒂 𝒗 𝘏𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴."𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘮 𝘐 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶?" 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥. 𝘈 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥, "𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘏𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘺" (My heart) 𝘈 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘳. "𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘔𝘺 𝘏𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘺𝘢'𝘴 𝘏𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘺" 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥, 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. "𝘈𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯?" 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬. (And me?) "𝘈𝘢𝘱 𝘦𝘴 𝘏𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘬𝘪 𝘥𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘪" (you're the heartbeat of my heart) 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝑫𝒊𝒙𝒊𝒕 𝒋𝒊, 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 <𝟑 --- 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬~ Overall trope - College Romance (except Akshaj and Vanya), Multi-couple. Hridya x Krishav (main lead) - Old-School Romance, Slow-Burn, Friends to Lovers, Shared past. Yug x Risha - Enemies to Lovers, He fell first and harder. Jaanki x Raghav - Childhood sweethearts, friends to lovers. Akshaj x Vanya - IPS officer x Doctor, Grumpy x sunshine.

In the Dhairya household, life is a loud, beautiful mess of constant banter, protective glares, and the kind of support only family can provide. At the center of it all is Akash-the stern, protective older brother whose word is law, but whose heart is entirely devoted to his chaotic clan of younger siblings and cousins. As the younger generation navigates the sharp edges of adulthood-from academic pressures and college secrets to the thrill of newfound freedom-they find themselves constantly clashing with the rules designed to keep them safe. But behind every stern lecture and every strict "Bhaiya" rule lies a deeper truth: they are each other's greatest strength. Join the Dhairya family on a journey of growing up together, where mistakes are forgiven, secrets are eventually bared, and every homecoming is a reminder that no matter how far you stray, your siblings will always be the ones to lead you home. A story of mischief, discipline, and the unbreakable bonds that define us. Images in story are not owned by author.

"Hyungie, I didn't do anything! She should taste your belt, she even ate all your strawberries!" Jungkook's complaint echoed through the living room. "So? Rose bunked class yesterday." y/n shot back instantly. "Oppa, you literally stole the bike keys for racing. Don't act innocent." Rose added with a glare. Taehyung stared at the three of them, completely done with their nonsense. "We're going to need an ambulance." he muttered, tightening his grip on the cane. And that was enough-y/n, Jungkook, and Rose ran for their lives. Four siblings. Three chaotic. One eldest who somehow manages all of them... with strictness, love, and a whole lot of hardship. Not a CEO. Not a mafia boss. Just a normal middle-class man doing everything he can to keep his family together paying bills, handling school fees, dealing with tantrums, and surviving the daily storm of bratty siblings. No smut. Fluff. Corporal punishments. Sibling chaos. Some swearing. And yes-relationships allowed, but nothing over the top. Indian twist. Hindi. Hope you like it. Give it a try. 💛

GRAVITY FALLS meets INVADER ZIM in this middle-grade illustrated tale about a family's summer vacation journey that's out of this world! Twelve-year-old Nash Asterfield and his younger sister Trisha wake up on the first day of summer vacation only to find their house adrift in outer space. Their eccentric, genius scientist father has transformed his home into a starship--not just for a madcap joyride, but also to force his two children to overcome years of vicious sibling rivalry. As they embark on an intergalactic quest filled with alien encounters and looming cosmic conflicts, they must learn that the only way to save the worlds around them is to finally understand each other--before Earth's fate hangs in the balance, too.

Her life looked perfect from the outside... but inside, she was falling apart. Brianna has everything most people dream of-success, status, and a seemingly perfect relationship. But behind the beautiful facade lies a woman barely holding herself together. Emotionally shattered, she's rebuilding from broken pieces-only to find herself crumbling faster than she can heal. Just as she begins to find her footing, the ghost of her past returns. Brian. The one she could never forget. The one her heart still whispers about in the dark. His reappearance threatens to shatter the fragile life she's built, especially as her once-dependable support system begins to fracture-and her picture-perfect relationship with Fabian starts to crack. How long can she keep pretending everything's fine? As the line between love and heartbreak blurs, Brianna must confront her past, face the truth of her present, and decide just how far she's willing to go to reclaim herself. "My Hidden Perfect World" is an unforgettable romance filled with emotional twists, forbidden longing, and the messy, beautiful chaos of starting over.

" Mujhe apna ghar miljata hai tujhme " Home isn't an address or a set of walls. It's someone who makes you feel like you belong... And sometimes it's just that one person who feels safe enough to argue with... and still stay the same. Two twins. One got the legacy, the luxury, the spotlight. The other got declared dead before he could even open his eyes properly. Tough luck. He somehow survives, accidentally finds comfort in the one man who was supposed to eliminate him (ironic, right?)... and just when life starts feeling almost stable... boom. Snatched again. Because in this family, secrets are inherited faster than property.

Jacob loved one woman above all others. But love, favoritism, and jealousy turned a household into a silent battlefield. A reflective retelling of one of the Bible's most complicated families.

In the heat-warped suburbs of California's Inland Empire, the Greenfields household is more than a home-it is a safe house forged in the fires of the mid-2000s. Garendi, a veteran Airman haunted by the shatters of Afghanistan and Iraq, is a man caught between two worlds. By day, he is a certified English-Indonesian translator, bridging the flow of global logistics. But when a devastating earthquake in Yogyakarta claims his parents, Randy must find the iron spine to lead his family through a grief that threatens to turn his technical world into shards of grief. Rosario, his 'rebel' Texan wife, meanwhile, refuses to let the family drown. With a bluntness born of the Rodriguez bloodline, she transforms their driveway into a neighborhood hub--part car wash, part childcare unit, reeling such neighbors as the Tanakas and Ashfords into her orbit while navigating life in a changing America. From the heights of global military orders to the grounded grit of scrubbing tires out in the Californian sun and swirling dust, this is a story of independent souls building a garrison of hope in a world of noise.

Grim is the sibling of a high level war criminal. And for his life he's been protected and kept safe, having a babysitter who basically became one of his best friends. until suddenly his brother stepped down leaving all the power in his hands, scared, he ran off without thinking, and the book is about his journeys after escaping, and we get to meet other characters during the book, while also Seeing others perspectives Cover art from me ^^ (I tried my best)

"Mamma-Papa I love you so so much.... You are the world's best parents 😍❤️"~ a girl said happily. . . . "No no this can't be true, please tell me this a lie. You are my parents not they."~ a girl said crying. . . . "No, it doesn't matter who gave birth to me, these are my parents and I will not leave them. You are complete strangers to me."~ a girl said angrily. . . . If one day you got to know that the family you love and the parents that cherish you are not your birth parents. What will you do? What will be your reaction? This is a story of such a girl who was forced to leave the strangers who became her parents behind to live with her biological parents who are complete strangers to her. How will she adjust in this new life with a new identity? ...

"ℬ𝓁ℴℴ𝒹 𝓉𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓀𝓁ℯ𝒹 𝒹ℴ𝓌𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝒶𝓇𝓂 𝒶𝓈 ℐ 𝓌𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽ℯ𝒹 𝒾𝓉 𝒹𝓇𝒾𝓅 ℴ𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒻𝓁ℴℴ𝓇.ℐ𝓉 𝓁ℴℴ𝓀ℯ𝒹 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝒶 𝒷ℯ𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝓅ℯ𝒾𝒸ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒸𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓉ℯ𝒹 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓂ℯ" ▪︎ ​ ℐ 𝓁ℯ𝒶𝓃ℯ𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝒽ℯ𝒶𝒹 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝒶ℊ𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽𝓉 "ℐ𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓆𝓊𝒾ℯ𝓉, 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓀ℯ𝓃ℯ𝒹 𝓇ℴℴ𝓂, 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝓁𝒹 𝒻ℯ𝓁𝓉 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒾𝓅𝓅ℯ𝒹 ℴ𝒻 𝒾𝓉𝓈 𝓃ℴ𝒾𝓈ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℯ𝓍𝓅ℯ𝒸𝓉𝒶𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃𝓈. "ℬ𝓊𝓉 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝒶 𝓂ℴ𝓂ℯ𝓃𝓉 𝒾𝓉 𝒻ℯ𝓁𝓉 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ ℰ𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝒹𝓇ℴ𝓅 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓈ℯ𝒸ℴ𝓃𝒹 ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝒻ℯ ℯ𝓈𝒸𝒶𝓅𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒸𝒶ℊℯ 𝓂𝒶𝒹ℯ 𝓊𝓅 ℴ𝒻 𝒸𝒶𝓇ℯ ,𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽ℴ𝓁𝓁ℴ𝓌𝓃ℯ𝓈𝓈." 𝒜𝓁𝓁 ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓂ℯ𝓇ℯ 𝓅𝓇ℯ𝓉ℯ𝓃𝒸ℯ 𝓂𝒶𝒹ℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝓋𝒾𝓋ℯ 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒸𝓇𝓊ℯ𝓁 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝓁𝒹. ℱℴ𝓇 𝓂ℯ,𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽ℯ ℴ𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝓉ℴ 𝒻ℯℯ𝓁 𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓋ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉ℴ 𝒻ℯℯ𝓁 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓅𝒶𝒾𝓃.

Lilith was the second child of the most powerful Noble family of the kingdom of Avari. She was neglected and abused until she was finally killed for a crime she did not commit. She was given a second chance and she decided to leave and start over far away from her family. But the nightmares of the past kept coming back to hunt her. ✨Disclaimer✨ I do not own Court Of Darkness, it belongs to Voltage. The pictures are not mine either.

Story of two brothers and their strict father. Chauhan brothers and their daily ka drama 👽 "Log kehte hain khoon ka rishta hota hai, par sach toh ye hai ki ye rishta sirf khoon pine ke liye bana hai 🩸🩸 Ghar mein shanti? Wo kya hoti hai? 💀 Yahan 'Good Morning' nahi, seedha 'Tu ne mera charger kyun nikala?' se din shuru hota hai. Ek taraf hai ek professional dramebaaz, aur doosri taraf ek aisa prankster jiske dimaag mein 24/7 kalesh chalta hai. Log kehte hain bhai ek-doosre ka saaya hote hain, par Shaurya aur Viransh ke liye ye saaya ek headache hai. 16 aur 14 saal ki umar mein, unki duniya pranks, blackmail aur "Mummy ko bata dunga" ki dhamkiyon ke beech ghoomti hai. Lekin jab ghar ki deewaron ke beech World War 3 shuru hoti hai, toh unhe samajh aata hai ki shayad wo ek hi team mein hain-bas unhe ye baat ek-doosre ko batani nahi hai. Ek aisi kahani jo har us insaan ke liye hai jisne apne bhai ya behen ko kabhi na kabhi "bechne" ka plan banaya hai.

They say your sister is supposed to be your first best friend. Mine was my first betrayal.

He had the weight of the world on his shoulders. And he failed. Three years ago, the Starlit Singer cracked under public pressure and faked his own death. Now, Alex is just trying to get through high school. He's perfectly happy to be overshadowed by his pop star sister, but the world keeps thrusting him into the spotlight. But still, the question remains: will he take the stage? Or will he let the mic drop one final time?