சொல்ல முடியாத காதல்கதை...

அனைவருக்கும் இது மாதிரி வாழ்க்கை கிடைக்காது

" Pyar cancer ki tarah hota hai ... bin bulaye aa jaata hai aur maarke chala jaata hai" (Love is like cancer ... it comes without an invitation and it kills us and leaves)... "Joh tera haal hai, woh mera haal hai ... haal se haal mila, taal se taal mila" (My condition is the same as yours ... let's unite in this condition of ours and dance together in rhythm).... Who's lines are these...to know more get into the story....let's see is love exist in this earth. ..if so how? ... Our favourite on-screen couples ka another love story...from my side... Staring ... Abhishek mehra from kkb . Ranveer vaghela from matsh Siddharth malhotra from jamairaja Pragya arora from kkb Ishani mehra from matsh Roshini kapoor from jamairaja Bulbul arora from kkb Aliya mehra from kkb Purab khanna from kkb Tanushree mehta from kkb Ritika singh from matsh 100 in general fiction : 26:09:2017 63 in general fiction : 29:09:2017 55 in general fiction : 30 :09: 2017

காதல்....இதை தன் வாழ்க்கை பாதையில் கடக்காதவர்கள் யாரும் இருக்க முடியாது....காதல், சிலருக்கு வரம், சிலருக்கு சாபம்... இங்கே இந்த கதையில் வருபவர்களுக்கு வரமாக அமையுமா?இல்லை சாபமாக இருக்குமா?? பார்ப்போம்...

[COMPLETED] After one drunken Friday night, Vesper wakes up and finds herself on a bed, in a room, in an apartment that she neither owns nor recognizes. She discovers that the man who owns the place is the same man who she threw a dollar at, insulted, and slapped because she thought he was a pervert hobo who hovers around bars to make a pass at drunken girls. It turns out that "Pervert-Hobo Guy" owns three apartments, a Porsche, seven hit songs, three Grammy awards, and a broken heart paired with a damaged soul. And don't forget to add these things--a raging libido, a skilled mouth, dexterous fingers, and a certain something that may or may not have caused Vesper's eyes to go wide. ~*~*~*~*~ "Your m-mother... is... outside," Vesper mumbled breathlessly. His familiar scent wafted through her nostrils--something woodsy, something citrusy--something that screamed sex on legs. His intoxicating scent befuddled her mind and she cursed herself for being so weak. Her eyes widened at the feel of his something that's definitely not his belt buckle pressing against the small of her stomach. He wickedly grinned. "That's the point. She's outside so she can't see us." He nipped at Vesper's jaw and suckled on that sensitive spot on her neck. He moved towards her lips again and tasted her mouth from corner to corner. "Sweet. So, so, sweet," he said in between kisses. Vesper was horrified at the fact that her body was betraying her. She's a person with a very strong personality, but one touch of Andray's soft lips and she's pliant. Feeling herself losing control, she responded to his kisses with equal fervor, mouth still closed. She gasped in surprise when she felt his hands move to the middle of her legs and cupped her there. His tongue took the opportunity and delved into her mouth, his tongue dancing with hers. ~*~*~*~*~ This story is intended for mature audiences only. It contains strong language and explicit scenes. Read at your own discretion. You have been warned.