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  • Autumn Leaves Turn As Love Is Fading by XXKellsVixen19XX
    XXKellsVixen19XX
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    Andy Biersack & Reader Have Been Married For 10 Years When He One Day Admits His Love For Her Is Fading She's Beside Herself With Heartbreak
  • Parallel Sorrows by Mind_Shattered
    Mind_Shattered
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    Thank you @cwij_verse for writing with me, it was a heartwarming experience! Collaboration of two poets continents apart, sharing deep melancholy that makes us feel alive.
  • Ruhani Bandhann: Saga Of Souls by Soullwoven
    Soullwoven
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    by @soul.lwoven Some stories aren't written by fate - they're woven by souls. 🤍 Shrishti & Dhairya - A girl who turned love into Tapasya, and a boy who mistook devotion for friendship... until destiny placed her diary in his hands. 💗Shivanya & Ritvik - Two hearts running from the world, one from her past, the other toward her future. A runaway wedding that began a journey of healing. 🩷 Isha & Rudraksha - Two doctors bound by vows and silence, finding faith in each other every dawn - where love begins with "aashirwad". ♥️Yuvika & Yuvraj - Two souls singing the same tune, proving that some bandhan are meant to echo together forever. And somewhere between these stories lies the truth of love that isn't desire, but devotion... a Ruhani Bandhann - timeless, sacred, unbreakable Some souls meet to love, some meet to heal, and some meet... to remember
  • Premtapasya - The Sacred Fire of Becoming" by skywhispers_108
    skywhispers_108
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    🔥 "Premtapasya - The Sacred Fire of Becoming" is not a love story; it's a soul vow. This is my journey- not to be loved back, but to become through love. Somewhere in this vast land of India, my soul calls out-not outward, but inward. I carry an unshakable, eternal certainty that my Swami hears it in the same silence where I walk. This is my Tapasya. My discipline. My becoming. I write this not for readers, but for myself, for my Swami, and for Shiva-Shakti who guide every step of this fire. Here, love is not possession. It is not longing. It is not waiting. Here, love becomes enlightenment.💖