Raghuwanshi's:- A very powerful family of the country and kings of the underworld 6 raghuwanshi brothers who loves discipline....a very big family joint family ....but what will happen when a girl entered inside a frame who is also their step sister..... She is not ready to accept them as her family but what about them...are they ready..? But what if the thread of their bond will become stronger than a blood relation.... They are the men of their words but she doesn't work on that principle So let's meet our Aadhya and raghuwanshi brothers....A different story from other 😉 Be ready for a new journey and if you didn't read my first book MEHER(LOST SISTER OF RATHODS) please do read 🫂🤌 Pure siblings love 💕 Instagram link - https://www.instagram.com/write_r7985?igsh=MWRiOTN4Yjl2bW5iMQ==

Vedansh Mehra × Khushi Rajputh

The illegitimate daughter of a powerful businessman, she was sent to live with her six half-brothers after her father's sudden death. The boys were born from privilege, pride, and perfectly manicured bloodlines. No one welcomed her. No one cared. Desperate for belonging, Maheer tried to earn their love. But the walls were too high, the silences too cold. Then, one night, something unthinkable happened-and Maheer disappeared without a trace. The world believed she was dead.

She carried the marriage alone-until silence shattered everything." She gave everything-her heart, her voice, her dreams. He gave nothing but his absence. When Isha Agnihootri stepped into marriage with Rudra Singh Rathore , she didn't dream of love-but she didn't expect to be invisible either. While Rudra buries himself in work, believing financial security is enough, Isha stands alone, holding together a family that never truly accepted her, and a marriage that never truly began. While Rudra chased money in the name of duty, Isha carried the weight of a family that never accepted her, protected the home he abandoned, and fought battles he never saw. She poured love into empty rooms, into cold silences, into the void he left behind. She lost her laughter. She lost her dreams. She even lost her ties to the family she once called her own. But now, she's done losing. How long can one person love when no one loves them back? When a fierce confrontation threatens to break the fragile shell of their marriage, the word divorce is spoken-and with it, years of buried emotions come flooding to the surface. For the first time, Rudra is forced to face the woman he never truly knew. When duty becomes distance, and silence becomes betrayal-how long can love survive? Will shattered vows finally be broken for good, or can love be born from the ashes of pain? Will the families step up to heal what they helped destroy-or prove once and for all that love is just a myth? Will Rudra wake up to the wife he never truly saw? Will Isha learn to love again-or walk away from love for good?

The feeling of being abandoned by one's own family was not unknown to Aadhira. She hates her family for abandoning her when she was only a newborn, leaving her in the hands of her uncle and aunt. What will happen when Aadhira is forced to live with her biological family whom she hates the most? Her family abandoned her when she was a new-born, so why are they claiming her now? Will she ever be able to forgive them for the things they did to her? Will she ever be able to love and accept them? Will her family be able to remove the seed of hatred she has for them or will Aadhira's hatred grow? For more stay tuned

He looked into her eyes, a storm of emotion swirling behind his steady gaze. "You don't even know who I actually am," he said, his voice low, trembling just slightly. The fear was real-raw. The thought of her discovering the truth, of walking away once she knew... it haunted him. After so much struggle finally they are together. now..he couldn't afford to lose her. Not when she meant everything. But then, without flinching, she met his eyes and answered with a calm that carried weight. "And you don't know who I am... or what I did to you." There was fire in her voice, but also something darker something buried. He didn't understand. Still, she seemed so composed, like it didn't shake her. But it shook him. Because if his secret ever came to light, he was certain it would destroy everything between them. Their bond, their love gone in an instant. She stepped back slightly, her voice soft now. Almost too soft. "I just know I love you. That's it." And with that, she turned and walked away, leaving him standing there. But the fear didn't leave her. It stayed-settled in his chest, growing heavier by the second. Then, his phone rang. He glanced at the screen. That number again. His stomach twisted. He hesitated before answering. The moment the call connected, a cold, artificial voice spilled into his ear. "Just ten days left... and I will steal her from you." The voice was mechanical, distant-but filled with menace. Then came the laughter. Sharp. Cruel. Inhuman. His hands clenched into fists. Jaw tightened. Teeth grinding. Who was this mysterious man? What that Mysterious man about to do? And worse... what did she is hiding from him and what his identity which maybe destroy their relationship? Because now, it was clear-Isha wasn't the only one being kept in the dark. Both of them were hiding something. ⠀⠀✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ Anirudha x isha Anisha

" Mumma, I am eighteen right now. I've not even started my college and you want me to get married to man who is six years older! This is not fair." I shouted, exasperated. " Swara, your sister has betrayed all of us and has run away from her own wedding. All the guests are waiting for the bride to come out. You know your grandfather's medical condition . He will not be able to take any shock right now and you if you don't go out, his hard earned reputation will get tainted and he may not be able to absorb this shock." Mumma tried to reason. " What about Aditya....? I call him jiju (brother in law) for god's sake maa!" I exclaimed. " He will be okay with this marriage." Amrita aunty said, entering the room. " Mumma...this is going to spoil three lives." I tried, talking sense. " Swara, beta please do this for both of the families." Aunty said, folding her hands in front of me. " I need to talk to him first." I demaded to which both of them obliged and within next five minutes, my so called jiju was standing in front of me. " I tried to reason out with them. Turns out they did not understand. Didi loves you. I think she must have been forced to take this decision." I said, defending Kritika di. " Forced? Her letter clearly states otherwise." He spoke with so much hatred in his voice. I kept quiet. " Get dressed and come to the mandap (pavilion)" He said and left the room, banging the door on his way. " Thank you so much ganpati bappa (god) for throwing me in this mess." I muttered and without an option, started getting ready. God, what is going to happen with my life now!