Mahanadhi

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..

Swaragini serial track:- This story starts when Ragini pushed swara from the bridge and gets married to laksh. When swara return to badi after getting discharge from hospital and tells everyone about Ragini. No one trust her. Not even her own mother. Only dida trusted her. Swara with her broken heart and broken relations wasn't able to stay in Kolkata so she left without telling anyone anything. She don't know what is written in her destiny. She don't know where she will go. At the mercy of her destiny she started her journey. Now let's see where her destiny takes her. Will her destiny give her love and hope or broke her more.

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Saanvi, a 20 year old who is currently doing her engineering sunshine girl to others but broken beyond repair and people pleaser with lots of insecurities meets Rudransh, a 28 year old business man with a brooding personality and dominating aura who doesn't give a fuck about others but has his own demons chasing What will happen if the fate ties them in a holy bond called marriage which changes their lives? Will they survive or will fall apart? Check to find out!! This is my first story and I'm just a student. I hope you people give this book a chance and no negative comments please🥺

After Langelihle's father passed, they were kicked out of their family house and forced to relocate. Langelihle's mother remarried a man who abused her and Langelihle and later forced Langelihle to marry Nkosiyabo, a ruthless man.

A cute and steamy love story :) She called a number painted on stone... and destiny picked it up.

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چیرۆکێکی کوردیە ئێما&ئەحمەد تۆوەڵامی ئەو دوعایەی دایکم بوویت کەدەیوت (خوا ئاقلت بکات) خودا لەم جیهانە پیسەی مندا جێی تۆی کردەوە تۆ کە پاکترین ومیهرەبانترین جۆری خولقێندراوی ئەی ئافرەت بەهەموو جۆرێک بردنی قەدەغەیەو خۆم نوسیومە بەهیوام بەدلتان بێت دەستپێک؛12/12/2025 كۆتای؛؟ eila♡

This story is written mostly in English (about 98%), with some Telugu (about 2%) along with translations. -------- His breath hitched. He is leaning closer to her but gave a respectful distance, his words came out softly, "Oka sari na kallalo kallupetti chusunte... nenu cheppaleni samadhanam appude dorikedi emo." [At that time, If you had just looked into my eyes even once... and maybe you'd understand the words I could never say] Everything you're about to read is true... but I've never confessed to him in real life. The story ends with a plot twist my real life hasn't caught up to yet. Happy reading 🩷