They have been married for 8 years. 8 years ago, he promised her a life filled with every luxury, swearing that one day he would give her the world despite being poor. And he did. 8 years later, he fulfilled every promise. A beautiful house, expensive gifts, comfort, status, he gave her everything she could possibly ask for. Everything except himself. Somewhere along the way, while chasing success and building a perfect life for her, he forgot that he was the one she needed the most. What exactly happened that everything changed between them? For details, get into the story to find out.

ARMY MEN X ANONYMOUS WRITER. 𝗨𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗺 𝗥𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗮. An army man whose family once suffered in the genocide that happened in his childhood and forced him to leave his hometown and run for his life. But as said, a home can never be replaced and trauma can never be repaired, The rage inside him-motivated him to join the army, which included his personal revenge and patriotism towards his country. His father showed concern but his mother's chest heaved on the day her son joined the Indian Army, every time she walked inside the temple she thanked God for giving her a son, who had courage like none other. "I promise maa, I'll never fail as your son." ─────────────────── ★ 𝗟𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗸𝗮 𝗞𝗮𝘂𝗹. The daughter of the Sweet owner, not a mere introduction. Loves sweets and has a sweet tooth, especially when her father makes them for her. In her life, she never hides anything except one thing: her identity as the famous anonymous political writer who never fails to highlight social issues and unfairness during elections. Her pen name "sadabahaar" became the most popular read among people especially the social activists who are continuously working to make Kashmir a better place a truly heavenly place for humans. Fearless and believes in her mother's teachings, people might never take a stand for you, but never give up on yourself. Because you're the one who has to face those living corpses.

In the era 1918 𓍼 Love chose to destroy the one who reached it, no matter if that one was a person or just its past version which needed to be destroyed so it could breathe again-freely. [ First book of love under the colonial era ]

"𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘢." *** She grew up learning that love hurts. A scar above her eyebrow... a childhood filled with fear... a mother she lost too soon. Now, with only one week to arrange 25 lakhs, she's forced into a world she never wanted- and into a marriage with a man who looks at her like she's already his. But some stories aren't about falling in love... they're about surviving it. And sometimes... you don't realize which one you're doing until it's too late. _____________ ______ Read the story to know more.

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬. Love is hope for the hopeless and sin for the saint. Love is both a salvation for the lost and a temptation for the righteous. It drives people to cross lines they swore never to. But when two souls intertwine, promising to hold each other till eternity, love becomes something far more profound-both a sin and a salvation.

𝒀𝒆 𝒒𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒂-𝒆-𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒒 𝒖𝒔 𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒌𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒋𝒐 𝒌𝒂𝒃𝒉𝒊 𝒂𝒑𝒏𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒒𝒂𝒂𝒎 𝒕𝒂𝒌 𝒑𝒂𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒉 𝒏𝒂 𝒔𝒂𝒌𝒂، 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒂𝒏، 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒓 𝒖𝒔 𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒌𝒊 𝒚𝒂𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒒𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒉𝒐 𝒈𝒂𝒚𝒂۔ _______________________________________ Here are a few words you'll only understand when the journey settles in your soul. "वो सूई से कपड़े पर मोहब्बत काढ़ रही थी, और वो खंजर से हाथों पर ज़ख्म।

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He was my love, but I was just his path towards the crown which he never owned. When my parents warned me he was a terrorist, I laughed. I didn't believe them. Not until he robbed his own love and left her to die in tiny deaths, moment by moment. We weren't just a few years apart in age, but miles apart in our thoughts as well. Our origins were different, our upbringings were different, we lived in different directions of the world, and yet I never let any of these cause a crack between us, until he decided to build one. REVENGE. His revenge. I was born with the title of Princess, and he was forced to become a knight. He was ready to destroy both of us in the flames of his revenge, lapping around our relationship's newly dug grave. And yet, I stood there firm, unshakable, unbreakable, indestructible, ready to see what his extent was. Because no matter what, at the edge where he ends... I begin. Our marriage didn't only gave a new direction to our relation, but it also sparked an unspoken hunger in him. I don't know why I was getting punished for something I never did. Not only did I betray the promise to my parents, but I also betrayed my every boundary for him. My love for him turned to my dedication when he gave me the only reason to hate him. He put his blade on the neck of the only one I loved the most. So, I put my blade on him, slicing off all the threads of our never budding relationship. He wanted to win it all for the Crown. So, I destroyed it all for the Blood. It was the battle of Blood vs Crown. And the winner was yet to be announced.