Angstlovers Stories

#A Book of Ravage.✧✦✧˚₊· ͟͟͞͞❁ Two broken souls. Two hearts that never had the childhoods they deserved. Eshaan Rathore-India's most feared mafia king and tech mogul-lives by one rule: "Nothing... and no one... is personal." Aarya Mehra-Chief of Health Administration, top cardiothoracic surgeon-trusts only herself. "I protect lives... & myself." Fate intervenes. He's wounded. She saves him. She mocks him. They collide in fire and desire. "Do you always fall into trouble?" she smirks. "Only when it's worth my time," he replies, dark and dangerous. "You're impossible," she hisses, pulling away. "Impossibly yours," he murmurs, his voice a low confession that trembles against the silence. "Don't," she breathes, as if the word could save her from the fire of passion that had already ignited between them. "Too late," he says, stepping closer-slow, deliberate, dangerous. "You don't even know what you're walking into," she whispers, eyes flickering with defiance and something softer. "I don't walk into things, Aarya," he growls, gaze locked. "I pull them in." "Careful," she warns, her heartbeat loud in her throat. "I fight back." "Then fight," he whispers, close enough for her to feel the heat of his breath. "Let's see who survives it." "You think you can control this?" she challenges, voice trembling but sharp. "Control?" His lips curl into a half-smile. "No, cheerybomb. I don't control... I consume." Obsession sparks. Resistance crumbles. And a cruel, twisted game of love begins-one neither can escape. --- Eshaan: "I'll cross oceans for you." Aarya: "Then don't drown yourself in obsession."

𝘾𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙚 𝙑𝙚𝙜𝙖, 𝙖 𝙥𝙤𝙤𝙧 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡, 𝙧𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙜𝙤 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙯𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚. 𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨, 𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙯𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙭. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝, 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙢?

Ahora que su venganza ya fue completada, la muerte al fin alcanzó a Shi Qingxuan. ¿Por qué.... se sentía arriba y abajo por cierto ex dios/a? Le fue difícil por mucho tiempo a He Xuan reconocer sus sentimientos. ************************************************************************** La imagen, vídeo, canción y TGCF no me pertenece si no a sus autores.

La canción de Sanzu dedicado al Judas de Toman: Muto Yasuhiro. ********************************************************** el video, imagen, canción, letra y TR no me pertenece sino a sus autores.