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This isn't the usual lost-daughter mafia story... but maybe it is. Some girls are born to follow rules. Some are born to break them. Anya is the latter. Strong, fearless, a little unhinged-and dangerously unpredictable. Shh! Don't tell anyone... but those who cross her path rarely forget it. Anya's life has been nothing but bruises and survival under the roof of people who were never truly hers. She never expected the truth - that somewhere out there, an entire Mafia family was still searching for her. The Suryavanshis. Six brothers. Six shades of danger. And one girl who's about to turn their empire into pure chaos. Kabir - the calm Don who rules with silence. Dhruv - the protective heart with knives hidden behind his smile. Aarav - the smooth-talker who drives like the road owes him everything. Vivaan - the ticking bomb of anger. Vihaan - quiet, sharp, too observant for comfort. And Aadvik - dramatic, loud, and everyone's headache. They wanted their sweet little sister back. What they got instead... was Anya. Drama seems to gravitate toward her like iron to a magnet. Fun and chaos? She creates it wherever she goes. Romance? Maybe. Or maybe it doesn't stand a chance against her wild heart. One thing is certain: Anya isn't anyone you can tame. She's chaos in motion, a storm waiting to break, and the kind of force that leaves the world shaking long after she's gone. And when her true story begins... nobody will ever be the same. --- Ranking #1 indianmafia (26/11/25) #1 dramafilled (29/11/25) #1 lostmafiadaughter (16/11/25) #1 girlbossenergy (12/10/25) #1 plottwistalert (11/10/25) #1 wildatheart (31/10/25) #3 mafiafamily (01/11/25)

. On the day her twin sister "died," or that what she thought everything she knew shattered. She remembered the scream, the fall, the blood-and then the world changed. In the chaos, no one asked her what really happened. They didn't care to hear her version. Her parents, once the warmth in her world, turned cold overnight. The brothers who loved her most began to look at her like a monster. Whispers filled the house. Accusations behind closed doors. She was blamed, judged, and punished-not by strangers, but by her own blood. And then, without warning, they sent her away. A boarding school in another country, they said, as if it were for her own good. But it wasn't a school-it was a cage dressed in discipline. Far from home, far from love, she entered a place no child should ever be. Hidden behind iron gates and smiling lies, that school was a breeding ground for cruelty. Every corner held secrets. Every night was a nightmare. And no one ever came looking for her. Not a single letter. Not a single call. They forgot her- Years passed. . And then came the call. Her family wanted her to return. As if they still had the right to call her back. But the girl who left never came back-not really. What returns now is someone colder, quieter, sharper. She tells herself she feels nothing for them. That she's learned to live without love. That hatred is easier than hope. But buried beneath the years and pain, there is still a small voice inside her-a child's voice-aching to be believed, to be seen, to be forgiven for a crime she never committed. Will her family finally face what they've done? And when the truth comes out-will it set her free, or break her all over again?

Anya, the girl who fell for her best friend. But he already loves someone else and he is getting married in a month. She loves him to an extent that she can do anything to make him happy, even if his happiness lies in someone else...even if she has to let her heart break into tiny little pieces...even if she has to make her childhood enemy to be her fake boyfriend for a month. But in-between those fake dates, pretence love...does she actually fall for the enemy? But are they meant to be? Because her enemy is a Muslim while she is a Hindu... I stood up and went towards him,"i dont know how you will be able to help me but i need a fake boy-friend before midnight." "'Morrow is sunday already?" He asked. Damn! Him and his short words. I nodded at his question and then he spoke,"then i will be your fake boy-friend." "What?" I choked on the air and started coughing. The boy who is my enemy,we were sworn to be nemesis wants to be my boy friend? Yeah yeah..fake boy-friend but still, thats something i didnt even see it coming in my nightmare. □□□□□□□□□□ its my first trial of a cliche story.... #195 feelings-26/9/18 #3 filmy-26/9/18 #452 crush-26/9/18 #71 religion-26/9/18 #36 bollywood-26/9/18 #9 heartbeats-26/9/18 #88 food-26/9/18 #27 memory loss-26/9/18 #150 sacrifice -26/9/18 #354 true love-26/9/18 #160 Islam-26/9/18 #51 childhood friend-26/9/18 #95 kisses-26/9/18 #252 Muslim-26/9/18 #8 hindu-26/9/18 #937 jealousy-26/9/18 #778 trust-26/9/18 #410 enemy-26/9/18

What if someone else's actions are ultimately punished, and that too in the form of a horrific punishment? This is exactly what happened to innocent Inayat, when an accident ruined her entire life and left her guilty in the eyes of her own family. Meanwhile, Ansh Malhotra, who supposedly healed people's hearts and gave them new hope, caused a lifelong pain to an innocent child because of one mistake. What exactly happened that made Inayat a criminal in the eyes of her own family, and what was the secret behind Ansh's hatred? Then Ansh pushed her backwards, due to which Inayat lost her balance and fell straight on the ground. Ansh looked at Inayat and said, "Go now and do your work, otherwise I have my belt." As soon as she heard Ansh say this, her heart sank and in a very frightened voice she said to Ansh, "No, Inu is leaving." Inayat got up and went inside. Seeing her go, Ansh said to himself, "You have made a big mistake and you will be punished for it. I will make you suffer every moment, Inayat. I will break you so much that you will never be able to join yourself again."

"Kuch rishte naseeb likhta hai... aur kuch hum khud." (Some bonds are written by fate... and some, we write ourselves.) Blood may write the first chapter of our lives... but love decides how the story continues. This isn't a story of perfect people. It's a story of the broken - the ones who learned to hide their wounds under silence, who carried scars like second skin, who stopped believing they were meant to be loved. She was one of them. Kartiki - a girl who had already lived through storms that would drown most grown men. She came carrying no luggage, except for a heart that was too pure for the cruelty it had known. And maybe... a secret hope that somewhere, someone would choose her. Not out of duty. Not out of pity. But simply because they wanted her in their life. They were the Rajputs - a family built on discipline, power, and unspoken grief. Four brothers and a father, each with their own shadows. They had lost their mother years ago, and with her, they lost the softness in their home. The walls of their mansion were strong. The walls around their hearts were stronger. No one expected her to change anything. No one expected them to change either. But sometimes, the people who share no blood can feel like the closest thing to home. And sometimes, love arrives dressed as chaos - as arguments, as accidental smiles, as someone scolding you for skipping a meal, as a hand quietly holding yours in the dark after a nightmare. This is not just her story. This is theirs too. A tale of a girl who healed a family, and a family that healed her back. Of bonds formed not by birth, but by choice. Of love that doesn't ask, "Are you mine?" but instead promises, "I am yours." Because family isn't who shares your blood... it's who shares your pain, your laughter, and the quiet moments in between - and stays anyway.

#family ties series 1( standalone) A girl who is abondened by her family . Have lived her live all alone without any guardian but now her family want her back . Welcome to house of Ranawats and read the story of Family ties. But do they deserve her apology? Why they abondened her ? To know read the story ______________________________________________________ 🖤⃝🦋⋆.˚🦋༘⋆ "WHAT I HAVE DONE?"- SHE SAID BLOWING ON HER INJURY " WHAT'S MY FAULT?"- SHE ASKED THE DOG SIITING BEHIND HER "WHY THEY TREAT ME LIKE THIS?" - SHE CRIED APPLYING THE CREAM ON HER WOUND. " WHY I CAN'T BE LIKE VAANI DI ?". " BUT I'M THEIR REAL SISTER SO WHY THEY DON'T LOVE ME ". "AM I DISABLE AND CAN'T WALK THAT WHY THEY DIDN'T LIKE ME " - SHE ASKED THE DOG. " BUT IT'S NOT MY FAULT " SHE SAID SCRATCHING HER ARMS WITH HER NAILS. " I ALWAYS SEE IN SCHOOL PARENTS AND STUDENTS SIBLINGS COMING TO SCHOOL FOR PTM AND OTHER OCCASIONS BUT HERE I REALLY CAN'T TELL ANYONE FROM WHICH FAMILY I BELONG TO" SHE CRIED WHILE COUGHING ON HER WORD. TILL WHEN HER FAMILY WILL BREAK HET SMALL HEART . WILL THEY GONNA LOVE HER? OR WILL KEEP ON BREAKING HER HEART? #family ties series 1

Some scars don't fade-they evolve into purpose. After losing her parents in a tragic accident, Ruhanika is left to grieve in silence. But grief isn't the only thing she inherits. Her two elder brothers, shattered by loss and warped by blame, believe she caused their parents' death. Instead of comforting her, they turn their pain into punishment-emotional exile, physical cruelty, and a brutal erasure of her place in the family. Their love is reserved for someone else: the cousin sister, daughter of their bua, who becomes the golden child. Ruhanika is forced to watch from the shadows as affection is poured onto another, while she is stripped of birthdays, warmth, and even eye contact. But in this house of cold rituals and twisted loyalties, one person sees her. Her elder cousin brother-son of bade papa and badi mumma-becomes her only anchor. He doesn't just witness her pain; he honors it. Quietly, fiercely, he becomes the only warmth in a home that feels like a battlefield. This is not a story of easy healing. It's a descent into trauma, guilt, and the violent ways love can be weaponized. But it's also the story of a girl who refuses to be defined by her suffering.

Prologue She was unconscious for four days. No one from her family came to see her. Her heart broke. She was in the hospital, yet no one cared enough to visit. Even after everything that had happened to her, she remained alone. As she walked slowly through the hospital corridor, her legs weak and her body aching, she saw them-her family. They stood there, talking in hushed voices. Relief and pain twisted inside her as she limped toward them. Then, without warning, a sharp slap struck her cheek. She stood frozen, numb not from the impact but from the words that followed. "Are you at peace finally? She has been raped because of you. Look at her condition, she is dying." A broken smile formed on her lips. Anyone could see her own ruined state-anyone but them. Once again, they had played their game. Once again, she was the one proven guilty. She wanted to scream, to tell them the truth. "It wasn't her who was raped. It was ME." But no words came out. Only silence.

𝐊𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈 - 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓒𝓾𝓻𝓼𝓮 𝓦𝓱𝓸 𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓡𝓲𝓼𝓮 Born under a shadow and blamed for her mother's death, Kahani Dev Raghuvanshi was branded a curse before she could even speak. Silence became her only refuge, pain her only companion. The world around her never saw a girl-they saw a bad omen, a burden, a reason for every misfortune. At fourteen, accused of poisoning her own brother, Kahani stood alone in a mansion that had never been her home-every familiar face turned against her, every word she spoke drowned in disbelief. For years she had endured their cruelty in silence, but that night, when her father disowned her and her family condemned her without proof, something inside her broke... and something far stronger awoke. That night, she stopped begging for mercy. That night, the curse chose to rise. Running from the ashes of her old life, Kahani sheds her name, her fear, and the chains that bound her. Reborn as Kahani Arya Rathore, she vows to rewrite her story-not as a victim, but as a storm that would make the world remember the name they once spat upon. Because sometimes, the most dangerous kind of curse... is the one that learns to fight back.

hi people,this is a new author .so I have been a reader at wattpad for so long so inspired from other authors i decided to write a story .Hope you all will enjoy it and english is not my first language so please forgive me for mistakes..... ADITI a beautiful 17 year old girl .who's unknown to her own reality,she doesn't know who she is her real parents died long ago she was eight months when she was adopted by her father's sister .her foster family loved her no doubt ,but they never prioritised her to them aditis sister was more important for which aditi was always alone and left out.she was not the calm in the chaos but the chaos in the calm.but fate did it's play one night it was enough so aditi ran away from her foster home. to start her new life she went to Rajasthan there she stayed in an orphanage but she wasn't the cool sassy bold confident jolly Aditi anymore she became cold for which no one liked her except one person.but one day she gets adopted by a powerful person of Rajasthan her life takes a turn from then cause in her new home she has a father and 6 brothers . will she be able to manage her new life ?will her brothers accept her?will she accept the brothers? Read the story to know more about her and her brothers who are the kings and prince of rajasthan,hidden mafias and powerful business mens .... dive into the story to know more ....I may not be perfect or may not reach your expectations as it's my first time but please give me a chance to improve i will improve everytime I get a chance.just give me a chance once . thank you hope you will give me a chance. Losts of love and wishes, your new author 💗