Yaduvanshi series #2 A second chance romance If you want to read a story which make your eyes weep and heart bleed but then make you giggle and shy, give this book a try!! He is a prince of a kingdom in Madhya Pardesh and She is wife of a politician. While running from her husband, she met her ex again. "I will talk to my family and we will be married soon" He said lovingly kissing her cheeks as she giggled. "You bitch, don't teach me what to do or what not." He seethed slapping her across her face. "Please God save me. For the sake of this unborn" She cried while running with all her might. How their life will change? Will he accept her again or she will get hurt once again? Will the love flourish again?? Will he protect her from the demon she is running from?

7 years.. 7 years had passed.. Since the night abhimanyu was shot.. and the darkness of a coma claimed him.. since the night myra has last been a mother to her 3 children.. and, since the night rudra had became a parent.. now, after 7 years, the world is changed.. his children had changed.. what will happen when abhimanyu wakes up.. when he sees his kids.. his muskaan, who barely remembers him.. his dev, who doesn't need him anymore.. his rudra, his boy who had became a man.. a man he barely recognize.. will he be able to get his place back in their life.. will he be able to heal those scars.. or will he never have his children back..

He was a man the world feared. She was a woman the world had broken. Rishabh Agnihotri-a ruthless CEO, the undisputed Mafia King, and a fiercely protective single father whose eight-month-old daughter, as Vedika, is the center of his universe. He trusts no one, loves no one... except the little princess who owns his heart. Aradhya Mittal-an innocent, divorced woman haunted by a painful past. Her trauma has taught her to fear strangers, silence her emotions, and expect nothing from life except loneliness. Fate brings these two wounded souls together through a tiny girl whose innocent smile begins to heal hearts that had forgotten how to love. Can a man drenched in blood become someone's safe place? Can a woman shattered by her past learn to trust again? And can a eight-month-old princess unknowingly create the family they never thought they deserved? A story of healing, second chances, fierce protection, found family, and a love that blooms when two broken hearts choose each other. "Sometimes, the strongest man only needs one tiny hand to soften his heart... and one broken soul to remind him that love is still worth fighting for." 🖤✨ RANKINGS:- TOP 3 IN INDIA [31/07/2026] TOP 2 IN INDIA [31/07/2026] TOP 2 IN INDIA [01,02,03,04,05/08/2026][14,15,16,17/09/2026]

~𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐩. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞. 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞." ____________________________________ From the very first meet his eyes held a familiarity she couldn't understand. He knew too much, Notice too much, and appear in her life too perfectly. Coincidence? She wanted to believe so. But some glances towards him felt like memories. And some peoples don't enter in your life for the first time when you meet them. As the distance between them disappeared one question always lingered in her mind. "𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦?" Until one day she realized something far more unsettling. He isn't the only one watching her. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐨. Not out of love. Not out of Obsession too. But for a reason, Far more dangerous one. This is a story of 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐝.

A girl with a traumatic childhood and a horrible family, except her younger brother, whom she shields from their horrible father. Her mother is dead. Her name is Priyanka Roy. She is 17 years old. One day, she and her family meet in an accident. Her father died. Her brother died. She is in grief for her brother's loss. Not her father. The very next day, she attends her brother's funeral rites but doesn't even glance at the direction of her father's grave. Turned out, her parents had a will. In the will it was mentioned that the day neither of them are left to protect her and her brother, she will be taken custody of by Vikram Singhania, a cold, calculating, ruthless man, ex CEO of Singhania Enterprises. Why? Vikram owed her parents a favour. So now, Vikram Singhania must adopt this girl of 17. Vikram and his wife Mansi have 6 sons ranging from 28 to 17 years in age. Priyanka moves in cuz she doesn't really have anywhere else to go. Then...what now? This story is now not about Priyanka Roy. This story, is about about Priyanka Singhania.

Will she ever forgive them for abandoning her? Will they ever be able to unveil her secrets? Where was she for all those years? This is story of a girl who was abandoned by her brothers when she was seven. Now, after 9 years, her brothers brought her back home. How will she deal with them, simultaneously dealing with the terrors that haunt her every night? Sneak Peak- Once we were out, I stopped and turned to face my blood relatives and said, "Okay, now that I am out you don't need to act anymore. Now, you guys can go back to your house and pretend that this never happened. I will go to my house and will make sure that we will not cross each other's path, even by accident." I was about to turn back when Ezekiel held my elbow, stopping me on my track. I immediately snatched my hand back glaring at him and said, "Do not ever touch me again." His eyes showed an emotion of hurt that I am sure I read incorrectly because one thing that Kensington brothers are incapable of was getting hurt by any outsider. And that was what I was. An outsider. Sensing the tension in the atmosphere Aldric took it upon himself to say whatever his brother was about to. "You are going with us." He spoke. One thing about Aldric Kensington was that once he has made his mind, there is nothing in this world that can change his decision. This is the very quality of his that made my life a living nightmare, and this is exactly why I hate him more than any of my brothers. "Let's go Athaliah," Ezekiel said this time. That name. No one has called me by that name in six years. "My name is Zahra," I corrected and continued, "And I am not going with you." #1 in pastabuse #1 in abusing #1 in nightterror on 27/02/25 #1 in running on 2/2/25, 26/4 #1 in babysister on 15/12/24 #1 in brothersconflict on 27/12/24 #2 in abandoned #2 in broken #2 in brokenfamily #4 in olderbrother #5 in mafiaprincess #9 in siblings #3 in siblingrivalry #18 in trauma #34 in littlesister #59 in mafia

Grief doesn't ask for permission before it changes your life. But sometimes, in the ruins of what was lost, it quietly leaves behind the path to where you truly belong. Aira didn't ask for a new beginning. She only wanted the mother who was taken from her, and the life that died with her. Instead, fate hands her to a house she never chose - the home of Aarish Rajvansh, a man both feared and revered, who once loved her mother in a way Aira is only beginning to understand. Every kindness feels like a debt she didn't ask for. Every sibling's smile is a bond she doesn't think she deserves. And behind every locked door in this house is a secret someone is dying to protect. But grief has a way of digging up what the living try to bury. The truth about her mother's murder. The reason she was taken. And a woman who may be far more - or far less - than the enemy Aira believes her to be. A story about the weight of grief, the danger hiding behind found family, and the discovery that the place meant for you isn't always where your story began.

Chains of Raichand They say family is blood. For me, it's chains - binding, breaking, bleeding. Kyra Raichand doesn't have a childhood. She has a sentence. Three brothers. Three kings of pain, control, and obsession. They don't love her - they own her. They punish her until she's raw, break her until she's silent. And when the bruises fade, their cold hands stitch her back together - because she's theirs, and no one else's. There's no mercy behind their eyes. Only possession. No escape from the shadows they cast over her life. And the worst part? Kyra is trapped between hatred and the twisted, suffocating comfort only they can give.

"Fine," she said. "If you won't take me seriously like this, I'll go put on my mafia outfit." Sloane squinted at her. "Your what?" "My mafia outfit." Before either of them could stop her, Lila jumped off the bed and ran out of the room. ____ Three minutes later, Lila came back. And Blair nearly spat out her coffee. Because apparently, "mafia outfit" meant she had dressed entirely in black-black cargo pants, a black long-sleeve shirt, black socks, and... Sunglasses. Inside. At breakfast time. Lila stood in the doorway like she had just stepped out of the world's least threatening action movie. "Well?" Sloane looked at her for a long moment. Then at Blair. Then back at Lila. "...No." Lila frowned. "What do you mean no?!" "I mean you look like a twelve-year-old trying to rob a gas station."

"𝕬 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖓'𝖙 𝖓𝖊𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊 𝖆 𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓 𝖔𝖗𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖔 𝖗𝖚𝖑𝖊. 𝕬𝖓𝖉 𝕴 𝖆𝖒 𝖆 𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖓 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊, 𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖓 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖗𝖚𝖑𝖊." Some wounds never heal. Some love is never forgotten. And some families... break their own blood. Yuvraj Rajvansh was once the most beloved youngest son of the powerful Rajvansh family. Born into wealth, privilege, and a grand mansion in Mumbai, he should have had everything a child could wish for. But fate had other plans. One accident. One hidden truth. And one illegitimate child brought into the family. That was all it took for Yuvraj's world to shatter. Ignored, replaced, and slowly erased from the very family that once adored him, the little boy who only wanted love was sent away - abandoned emotionally by those who were supposed to protect him. But broken children don't always remain broken. Fifteen years later, Yuvraj Rajvansh returns. Not as the forgotten son. But as a man the world worships. A man with power. A man with secrets. And a heart, that no longer remembers how to trust. But fate always have different plans for everyone. He is now stuck between two girls, that stood before him as a challenge. A girl, who once wiped his tears, now want to claim him as her possession. Another girl, who feels like a light in his world, where he only sees darkness. And a love, that may not be love at all. In a world of power, obsession, and tangled emotions, one question remains - When the past, the present, and the heart collide, who will have the most chances of winning? ✿ ~ ✯ ~ ✿ Thankyou for giving this story a chance!