The Thakur family, a name synonymous with power and wealth in India, is led by three brothers who are the CEOs of Thakur Enterprise. Despite their immense riches, Rohit, Karan, and Kris share an unbreakable bond of brotherhood. Meanwhile, in a modest middle-class home, three sisters - Naina, Era, and Kaira - navigate the complexities of life, love, and family. "I want to marry you" rohit said to naina who is in shock as she know nothing about him "but I don't even know you" .......... "our family arranged our marriage on the same day as bhai and bhabhi" karan said to era being sad from outside "I know" ........... "I love you kaira more than anything " kris said to kaira who is thinking that kris will leave her "don't love me that much kris...please"

𝑳𝑬𝑮𝑨𝑪𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 : 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑭𝒐𝒖𝒓 Isha was never meant to love. Broken, scarred, and trapped in the echoes of a past that refused to let go, she knew better than to trust-especially a man. Raghav never believed in love at first sight-until the day he saw her. The girl who hid behind shadows, who flinched at his presence, who begged him to stay away. Still, his heart refused to listen. In a world where silence spoke louder than words, could love ever to bridge the distance between a man who wanted to protect and a woman too afraid to be touched?

𝑳𝑬𝑮𝑨𝑪𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 : 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 Nayantara Singh, a strong-willed corporate lawyer, has a past she can't escape, a past that continues to haunt her even as she steps into an engagement with Ishaan Shekhawat, the successful and determined CEO of Nirvana Groups. Torn between guilt and desire, Ishaan's love for Nayantara remains unwavering. Even as betrayal and chaos consume their world, their passion ignites in a storm of emotions, leaving them both craving more. Will love survive the veils of temptation and deceit, or will it be shattered forever? TROPES ✨ ╰┈➤ Second-chance romance ╰┈➤ Protective Hero ╰┈➤ Guilty Heroine ╰┈➤ Miscommunication ╰┈➤ Healing love ╰┈➤ Opposites attract ╰┈➤ Unlikely Redemption ╰┈➤ Protective Family

In a world where power is everything, love is the deadliest illusion. She was meant to be nothing more than a pawn-a daughter who smiled on command, a woman who played her role. But behind her delicate façade lies a storm waiting to break. He took everything from her. Now, she will take it all back, piece by piece, until his empire is nothing but ashes. He was never meant to belong. An outsider, a bastard, a man they all overlooked. But he watched. He learned. And when he found her, the girl from his past-the only light in his darkness-he vowed she would be his. A marriage that was never meant to be. A game where trust is a myth, and betrayal is inevitable. She thinks she's in control. She doesn't realize-she's always been his to ruin... or to protect. When the masks fall and the knives come out... Who will truly win?

"Some stories aren't written in ink-they're carved in silence, in glances, in centuries of waiting." [ADVAITH 💞 VAIDEHI] They should've never crossed paths. But fate, ancient and relentless, writes its own poetry. When she enters his life, she doesn't just touch his heart-she rewrites his silence. And when he steps into hers, he doesn't just protect her peace-he becomes it. Their love is not loud. It's not easy. But it is real. Royal. Relentless. A story where tradition falls for rebellion, where a storm learns to be still, and where a girl with paint on her fingers teaches a man with blood on his legacy how to feel again. ___________________❤️___________________ [FROM AUTHOR] From the very first word to this moment, thank you. Truly. 💌 You didn't just read a love story-you felt it, walked beside it, breathed through its silence and stroam . And the fact that you gave them your time, your attention-that means the world to me. If this story made you pause, smile, ache, or dream-just for a moment-then my purpose as a writer is fulfilled.✨ Every author remembers their first reader. And today, I'll remember you-with respect, gratitude, and endless love. With folded hands and a heart full of dreams.

''She was supposed to be a contract... So why does losing her feel like losing my entire world?'' The underground chamber doors opened again. A man hurried inside nervously, stopping near the table before lowering his head respectfully. "Sir... this arrived for the Vashisht family." He placed a large cream colored envelope carefully onto the black marble table. The meeting paused briefly. Aryan frowned slightly. "What now?" Shreya reached for the envelope first Elegant gold embossing decorated the front Her expression remained neutral as she opened it casually until she read the name inside. And suddenly her face changed completely. Aryan noticed immediately. "What happened?" Shreya didn't answer for a second slowly, her eyes lifted toward Rudra. The atmosphere shifted even the mafia leaders sensed danger instinctively finally, Shreya spoke quietly. "It's an engagement invitation." Aryan frowned. "Whose?" "Siya's." The room went dead still. Rudra didn't move. Not even slightly. But somehow the temperature inside the chamber dropped instantly. Shreya continued softly, still staring at the card like she didn't believe it herself. "Tomorrow evening..." Her eyes lowered again. "With Arjun Sinha." The name echoed sharply through the silent chamber Nobody dared breathe. Because at the head of the table Rudra Vashisht had gone completely still. Aryan slowly walked toward Shreya and took the invitation from her hand. His eyes scanned the elegant gold lettering. Engagement Ceremony Siya Sharma & Arjun Sinha Tomorrow. Aryan looked up sharply. "This is ridiculous." But Rudra finally moved His hand extended toward the invitation card Aryan hesitated before giving it to him. Rudra read every word in silence. His expression revealed nothing Absolutely nothing. Which was worse. Much worse. Then Rudra stood up slowly from his chair. Every mafia member straightened immediately. His voice came low. Absolute. "Prepare the cars."

They say Kashmir is where heaven meets earth. But sometimes, it's where hearts collide and destinies change. When a medical relief trip takes Dr. Swara Yadav to the snow-covered valleys of Kashmir, she expects fun hours, not cries and bullets in the air. Caught in a sudden terrorist attack, she rushes to save a life-only to be rescued by Tristan. With roads blocked, new places and communication dead, both are forced to stay at a stranger's house. They found each other in the peace and stillness of snow... but will love survive the noise of reality? Dive into the story of Swara and Tristan to know where destiny takes them both.

𝑳𝑬𝑮𝑨𝑪𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 : 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑭𝒊𝒗𝒆 Before leaving the world, Saira's mother entrusted her to the men she trusted as family whom Saira now calls her brothers, the same men who grew up beside Riyan Shekhawat, men who called Riyan his own brother. To Riyan, this bond made her his responsibility... a girl he was meant to protect like a sister. That link should have kept her forever in the space of forbidden affection. Until his heart betrayed him, refusing to obey rules or relationships. And the guilt of wanting someone he was meant to protect becomes the battle he can no longer outrun. Veils of Love is a dark, emotionally charged tale of forbidden affection, tangled loyalties, and the dangerous tenderness that grows where it shouldn't, yet refuses to die.

𝘉𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝐀𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚: 𝐁𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 Start: End:

"You're the most powerful man in this country. You can have anything... so what do you want from me?" "You....I want you, ya qalbi." (Ya Qalbi~ My heart) _______________________ "You kidnapped the wrong reporter, Mr Crime Lord. I don't run from monsters. I expose them... and then I bury them." _______________________ "I don't touch what belongs to my enemy..." he murmurs, fingers brushing her lips, eyes dark with something she can't name.. "...but you... you're going to make me break every rule I've ever lived by, Ya Qalbi." ______________________ "You're a mistake I should've ended the moment you walked into my world..." his fingers tighten around her bare waist, pulling her closer, his voice dropping "...but now? I don't think I want to, Hayati." _______________________ "You like this, don't you?" His voice came out low and dangerous against her dripping pv$$y. "Having your husband on his knees like a fvcking addict..." ♡♡ RUDHVEER SINGH RAAJVAY× ZIVARA VASWANI ♡♡ ❗️MAFIA LORD × CRIME REPORTER❗️