The Sherawat's
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अद्वैत शेहरावत (Adwait Sherawat )
• Businessman by profession
• talks less
• workaholic
शिवी अद्वैत शेहरावत ( Shivi Adwait Sherawat )
• kathak teacher by profession
• talkative , savage & kind
• loyal to her work
अगस्त्य शेहरावत ( Agastya Sherawat )
• Doctor by profession
• Loves her mother
• have patience
भूमी अगस्त्य शेहरावत
( Bhoomi Agastya Sherawat)
• Doctor by profession
• kind , sweet & savage
• patience word don't exsist in her dictionary
अविरल शेहरावत ( Aviral Sherawat )
• captain in Indian army
• Anger issues
• his one stare sent shivers to the people's
कायु अविरल शेहरावत
( Kayu Aviral Sherawat )
• currently studying
• kind , sweet & sensitive
• share everything with her elder sister-in-law
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𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗣𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗜
She is just a girl; she always wonders, meanwhile for him, she is a celestial grace. It means she has a heavenly beauty, like an angel or a goddess. Something rare and beautiful, like the stars in the night sky. She is too hard to love, and people choose not to, but him loving her deeply in every possible way makes her feel like she isn't too hard to love for him. She doesn't like him or hate him either, meanwhile, he lives his life just to make her feel loved. She chooses to give up when she is jealous, meanwhile, he owns her in a way that even in his absence, people mention their names together. She teases him with Sanskrit nicknames, so he made one for her, even though he doesn't know Sanskrit. He is a stone, people say, but for her, he is the softest person who just acts like a demon because the world made him feel like one. She overthinks a lot, while he over-explains a lot. He loves her, and she loves to hear him say it every day. He is too easy to make jealous, and she loves to do that over and over again. "Suniye Prannath," she called, teasing him with a Sanskrit nickname. "Sunaiye Prandharini," he created a beautiful nickname for her. "Aapke bina jee nahi paayenge hum," she said, looking into his eyes. "Hume toh aapko apni nazaron ke saamne dekhe bina... marna bhi manzoor nahi," he said and kissed her forehead. "She is just a maid..." she tried to explain. "And I'm just jealous," he confessed. "Main galat hoon par... main kiski hoon?" she said, making innocent faces. "Meri," he said. "Haan toh, galti bhi aapki hui na," she said, and he didn't know whether to be angry or laugh. __________________________________________________________________________________ ~Trophes~ Chaotic couple Sunshine × Grumpy He fell first, and she fell harder Love at First Sight Arranged × Forced marriage Innocent FMC Shameless MMC
Mrs.Sherawat
Shivansh Singh Sherawat claims himself to be the businessman king and damn he really is but is he a good father and that too a single parent? His daughter his princess but she thinks he don't love her . What will happen when his daughter would meet the orphan girl Niharika,who is orphan and has a elder brother ?. Will Shivanya (his daughter) get love of her father or will she get the love of mother too ? Niharika who is annoyed with her life but her brother is her world from her childhood and her brother whose world is Niharika. What will happen when Shivansh Singh Sherawat come in their life? Will their life get better or worse?
"𝓣𝓸𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓱𝓮𝓻 , 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓲𝓮!" He is a name whispered in fear, a shadow that looms over the world's elite, a nightmare that no enemy survives. Adhirikt Singh Rathore, the undisputed king of the dark realm, rules not just the underworld but the empire of wealth and technology, standing as the richest and most powerful man in Asia. At 30, he is the epitome of brutal dominance, a force neither time nor fate dares to challenge. Emotionless. Unsmiling. Unforgiving. No one has ever seen a flicker of warmth in his cold, abyssal eyes-eyes that hold the weight of the countless souls he has destroyed. His existence is a testament to persistence, ruthlessness, and an insatiable hunger for control. The world bends before his will, trembling at his mere presence, for he does not believe in second chances. Mercy is a word that does not exist in his dictionary. Siya Shekhawat is a whisper of innocence in a world too cruel for her purity. At 21, she is the kind of girl who carries warmth in her heart, kindness in her soul, and a softness that even pain couldn't steal from her. No matter how much someone wrongs her, she never retaliates, never prays for their downfall-because her heart does not know how to hate. Even in her worst moments, when betrayal cuts her deeper than knives, she simply smiles, buries the pain, and pretends it never happened. Siya is beautiful in the way the first rain is-soft, pure, untouched by cruelty. She isn't someone you just met-she's someone you feel, someone you remember long after she's gone. Her innocence is her tragedy, her kindness her curse, but even as the world tries to break her, Siya Shekhawat chooses love over hate, silence over war, and dreams over despair. What happens when the deadly mafia falls in love with these innocent angel and she becomes his obsession!
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