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Destined to a Gangster  by Scribbles-of-writing
Scribbles-of-writing
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Pallavi Deshmukh life turns upside down when she meets a mystery man one night. Unknowingly she becomes the object of his curiosity and passion. Fighting against him is a mistake because at the end of the day she is destined to a Gangster! Mira ❀️
RAGHVI FF : A PHOENIX by _unicorn_writer_
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A story of a new beginning. The rise of a phoenix after being burnt into ashes by the same people she trusted and loved the most. peep in to know more. I was a princess made of ashes; there is nothing left of me to burn. Now it's time for a queen to rise.
Guilty Pleasures by xxmulticouplesxx
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