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. .................................................................................................... ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

a pure developing bond between brother and sister

Radhe Radhe ✨ Hello my cute little red flags❤️(rebel kid fans🤭 "What happens when a girl with a broken past enters a family that doesn't know how to fix her? Seven brothers. One truth. And a secret that refuses to stay buried." Alia was just fifteen when her world shattered-again. Years after surviving a trauma no child should bear, she finds herself in a stranger's home, far from everything familiar. Her mother has remarried, found love, and started a new life. But for Alia... healing isn't that simple. Now surrounded by seven stepbrothers who barely know her, in a house that feels more like a castle than a home, Alia carries a burden too heavy for her age-and a past she cannot speak of. They call her family. They say she's safe now. But Alia knows that safety is just a word... and trust doesn't come easy when you've been broken before. What happens when silence screams louder than truth? Will this new family help her heal-or will her past follow her into the only home she has left? Hare Krishna ✨

වාහන හෝන් සද්ද...ලයිට් පිරිච්ච කාර්යබහුල රෑ කොලඹ අහස යට ස්කූල් යුනිෆෝම් එක පිටිම්ම දාඩිය ගඳ ගගහ මැන්ශන් එකට යන ඌගෙ පස්සෙන් මමත් ඔහේ ඇවිදිනවා... හැමදාම ඉස්කෝලෙ ඉවර වෙලා කීයට හරි ඌ පරෙස්සසමට ගෙදර ගියා කියල හිතන් මමම බොරුවට හිත සනසගන්නව...

Jay lives with her dad after her tragic past experience... she is literally perfect daughter and heir,she is rich, extremely beautiful, intelligent,smart,sweet,kind gets engaged to Keifer, a perfect Heir of Watson's, handsome,tall, rich, badboy,rude, nice with loved ones only..... But what if Both hides secrets of past behind them,will they ever be over it or get more tangled in it let's see what destiny have written for them ✨ Hey Guys it's a jayfer story but in my way ,the characters are same from our beloved Amnse , only the story line is mine ... I am a new writer so please ignore the mistakes and don't spread hate Lot's of love 💕 Ayaa 🌷✨

[ ON-GOING ] Crimson Jair Tan, a new transfer ordinary student at the most prestigious university in the Philippines, never expected to cross paths with the powerful trio known as The Trinity. Among them is Portia Azaria Alarcón, the spoiled brat leader whose presence is intimidating, takes an interest in her, Crimson finds herself in a struggle. Their rivalry grows, but so does an unexpected attraction. Can they turn their fighting into something more, or will their differences keep them apart? The story was inspired by Boys over Flowers Story Adaptation: Falling All In You [Chaennie ff] (Credits to the rightful owner)

𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑷𝒖𝒈𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒚 𝑨𝒅𝒅𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒕 𝑵𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆, 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅, 𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝑰𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏? 𝑶𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏? 𝒀/𝒏 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒃𝒐𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝑷𝒖𝒈𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒇 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝑵𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆, 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒙 𝒖𝒑.

𝑻𝒖𝒎 𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒈𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒏𝒊 𝒔𝒊 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒊𝒚𝒂𝒏...... ❄️✨ if you have loved TERI DEEWANI by deewanixwriter then you'll gonna love this one as well. 🔥 A Journey of Passion, Pain, and Unforeseen Love 🔥 In a world where discipline meets chaos, where ambition collides with destiny, and where past scars threaten the present-two contrasting souls find themselves entangled in a journey neither of them anticipated. 💖 Meet 𝐀𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐚 Aditi Mishra is a name whispered in admiration across the corridors of Class 11-a top-ranked student, a girl whose eyes reflect unyielding determination, whose laughter hides the weight of unspoken battles. But behind that fierce ambition lies something far darker-memories she has buried deep beneath layers of strength and silence. She doesn't let people in. Love, romance, or anything remotely close to vulnerability? They were never part of her carefully built world. But fate never asks for permission before rewriting someone's story. And Aditi's story is about to take an unexpected turn. 💫 Meet 𝐀𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 A boy of discipline. A man of unwavering focus. The world sees a brilliant Class 12 student, a head boy with an iron will and a reputation of being untouchable. His philosophy? "Discipline is the bridge between goals and accomplishment." With his dreams locked onto joining the Special Armed Forces, he allows no distractions-not even the whispers of admiration that follow him wherever he goes. Love is a weakness, an indulgence he cannot afford. He has spent years keeping emotions at bay. Until she crashes into his life.

This is not the original story this is fan made fictional.

"Derin polisi ara!" Diye bağırdı Irmak. "Emir bir şey yap!"Diye bağırdı Irmak'ın karşısındaki çocuk. "Bacağım kırıldı galiba."Diye yakındı Sarp denen çocuk. "Ben arıyorum polisi."Diyerek telefonuna yöneldi Ada. "Sakince konuşabilir miyiz?"Diyerek merdivenlerden indi çekik gözlü çocuk. "İndirsene bacım şunu!"Diyerek Irmak'a bağırdı karşısındaki çocuk. "Sus geçiririm kafana!"Diyerek yükseldi Irmak. "Hepiniz susun!" Sinirle bağırdığımda sonunda herkes sesini keserken Ada'nın polisi aramak üzere olduğunu görüp elindeki telefonu aldım. "Kimse polisi aramıyor," Diyerek Ada'ya yönelik konuştum. Ardından Irmak'a dönerek elindeki vazoyu işaret ettim. "Ve kimse kimsenin kafasını kırmıyor. İndir şunu." Aklıma gelen şey ne kadar sinirimi bozsa da bulunduğumuz durumun başka bir açıklamasını düşünemiyordum. Ya gerçekten sapıklardı ve eve gizlice girmişlerdi ya da evi aynı anda kiralamıştık. Mümkünse tabii.