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

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 ✨

The De Luca brothers reign supreme in the underworld, holding dominion over the ruthless realm of the Italian Mafia. They are cold, merciless, driven by madness, their loyalty solely to blood. Yet, their lives take an unexpected turn when they discovered their thirteen years old little sister. *** "When she was choking me, is that... love?" she whispered, her voice barely audible, each word trembling as if afraid to leave her lips. Her eyes, wide and glassy, searched mine desperately, seeking a truth that she couldn't grasp amidst the fog of confusion and despair that clouded her mind. My heart seethed with rage, a torrent of emotions crashing against the walls of my restraint, threatening to betray the stoic facade I had carefully constructed. I wanted to scream, to shake her out of this misguided belief. Hestia, my little sister, stared back at me. Her innocence tainted by the cruel hands of someone who had twisted the meaning of love into something unrecognizable. She couldn't differentiate the painfully obvious truth, the clear distinction between love and control, kindness and cruelty. It was as if the very essence of her spirit was being suffocated, just as her breath had been. ── ─ ┈┈┈┄┄╌╌ ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains sensitive and potentially distressing themes, including abuse, sexual assault, rape, psychological trauma, and mature content. Cover by Canva Update: Random

❝ 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘴.❞ steve harrington x byers! oc (fem) started: december 29th, 2024 ended: may 4th, 2025 season 1: ✅ season 2: ✅ season 3: ✅ season 4: ✅ season 5: ongoing. 𝘨𝘰𝘢𝘭𝘴 ♡ 1k : january 5, 2025 (🎂) 10k : march 23, 2025 50k: may 17, 2025 100k: june 4,2025 500k: october 29, 2025 1 million: december 4, 2025

Born from rape and the death of her mother, seven-year-old Amara has never known love - only whispers of hate and words no child should hear. Her tiny heart, already fragile, begins to fail her, as the weight of her family's cruelty grows heavier each day. Will her six brothers and extended family see the damage they've done before it's too late - or will silence be the last lullaby Amara ever hears? #1 - neglect - 30th October 2025 #1 - littlesister - 8th November 2025 #1 - heartdisease - 8th November 2025 #1 - olderbrothers - 20th November 2025

Nayamita punya dua masalah. Satu, punya kakak seorang Ibram. Dua, naksir berat sama sahabatnya Ibram, Kaivan. Masalah utamanya Ibram bukan tipe kakak yang akan mendukung perasaannya, Ibram bisa jadi malah membuat talkshow, mengatakan ke seluruh dunia kalau adiknya suka Kaivan. Iya, Ibram memang semenyebalkan itu! Jadi Nayamita lebih baik menyimpannya. Tapi masalah terakhir. Bagaimana kalau ternyata masa kuliahnya membuat dirinya semakin dekat dengan Kaivan?

Sara I am standing in front of the place I once called home, but it all changed in one night. Now I don't want to enter. It is my hell on earth, but still my reality, and I have to accept it because no one can save me from this hole. Not even myself. Asher Black is the enigmatic, popular guy at school, known for his grumpy demeanor and strong family connections. His father owns multiple businesses, making Asher a figure of both admiration and fear. Enter Sarah, a new transfer student who's been assigned to him for a tour. Little does she know, her presence has caught the attention of those who view her as mere entertainment. All Sarah wants is to graduate and escape her own personal hell. But as Asher's world collides with hers, will her life take a turn for better or worse? Will secrets unravel, revealing hidden truths about both of them? The only way to find out is to dive into their story.

တစ်နှစ်ပဲဖြစ်ဖြစ် ဆယ်နှစ်ပဲဖြစ်ဖြစ် နှစ်ပေါင်းတစ်ရာပဲဖြစ်ဖြစ် ငါစောင့်နေမယ် စိမ်း... 8.8.2025 - 10.10.2025

Keifer , loved jay but has to lie , has to fake his love , so that his relatives don't target her, they were behind everything he loves and Keifer couldn't afford to lose Jay . So he chose to leave her , lied that he was never in love with her . He chose to accept separation rather than losing a life of his love . Let's see further in the story that will our jayfer be together or they'll accept separation as a part of their destiny.

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