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She only meant to help her best friend escape a blind date. He only meant to punish the woman who ruined his family. Neither of them expected love to be the cruelest lie of all. Dr. Mira Das had always been the quiet one - brown-skinned, soft around the edges, a middle-class girl with more kindness than confidence. When she fell for Arav Malhotra, the cold, self-made CEO who saw the world through power and precision, she thought she'd finally been chosen for who she truly was. But love built on secrets never lasts. The night she confessed her feelings - he confessed his revenge. She left him that night with tears in her eyes and a heartbeat growing beneath her own. Four years later, she's no longer the fragile girl he broke - she's a doctor known for her calm, her courage, and her silence. When she's assigned to treat an elderly man in a powerful family's mansion, she accepts - unaware that fate is leading her straight back to the ghost of her past. She doesn't know she's stepped into the home she once dreamed of building with him. And between them stands a truth neither of them is ready to face - a four-year-old boy with Arav's eyes and Mira's heart. "The Weight of My Heart" is a story of love born from lies, hearts stitched together by time, and the kind of forgiveness that hurts more than hate ever could. Because sometimes, the person who broke you is the only one who can put you back together - if fate gives them a second chance. GUYS PLEASE CHECK IT OUT!!!!

Everyone's story begins with love and mine begins with pain. An excruciating pain. While kids of my age study and have fun in college, I am forced to sleep with someone, that too for money. I am only twenty one year old girl whose fate gives every day a new opportunity to humiliate her. People just look at me with dirty and pitying eyes. Will happiness ever come for me? Will I also be able to live my life freely?. NO..NEVER..

𝘼𝙣 𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙙-𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙨. 𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙫𝙤𝙬 𝙣𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚, 𝙮𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩. . . . . . 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓 - 𝟏𝟐/𝟎𝟑/𝟐𝟓 𝐄𝐍𝐃 - ......

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚'𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒐𝒏. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒅, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎. 𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒎𝒂'𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒚, 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆. 𝑰𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒕. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝒑𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒆𝒇𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒇𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚. 𝑯𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒔, 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏, 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔. 𝑯𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏, 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕.

© His Noor -This work is protected under copyright. Unauthorized reproduction or sale is prohibited. Published again !Under editing! Brightness." That's what her name meant. Kaashvi-a daughter, a sister, a healer. Quiet and reserved, yet fierce when it mattered. She carried her family, her work, and the orphanage close to her heart. Her smile hid secrets, fears, and an unspoken longing for love. She tried to balance it all - her family, her life, her work, and the orphanage she cared for deeply. Her biggest supporter and her healer she completely relies on- her krishna To the world, everything seemed perfect. Her goals were clear: study hard, work honestly, and give her loved ones a beautiful future. But was it really as beautiful as it looked from the outside? And then-she met him. Aviraj Singh. The ruler. To the world, a ruthless tycoon and rising politician. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. But behind the walls, a boy who had been taught never to feel. They said he never earned anything; everything was handed to him. Some feared him. Some hated him. But no one truly knew him. He never thought anyone could see past the walls he built - until *she* did. She lived for others. He lived for control. Fate tied them in the most unholy way-at a temple, on a stormy night, in a forced marriage no one saw but them. Now bound together, will love break through their scars? Or will it destroy them both? Was it just a deal to be fulfilled, Leaving them both shattered - Forever? Can they look past the pain in each other's eyes? Can she find the love she's always dreamed of? Can he finally open up to someone - and be seen?

a pure developing bond between brother and sister

𝐔𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 ╰┈➤𝐀𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 1 𝕽𝖚𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖐𝖆 𝕾𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖆 𝖝 𝕽𝖚𝖉𝖗𝖆𝖐𝖘𝖍 𝕾𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖍 𝕽𝖆𝖏𝖛𝖆𝖓𝖘𝖍𝖎 𐙚⋆°🦢.⋆ᥫ᭡ दम नाल दम भरांगी, रांझेया वे दम नाल दम भरांगी, रांझेया वे जिवें कहवेंगा, करांगी, रांझेया वे जिवें कहवेंगा, करांगी, रांझेया ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── He is fire. She is calm. And fate dares to bring them together. 𝕽𝖚𝖉𝖗𝖆𝖐𝖘𝖍 𝕾𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖍 𝖗𝖆𝖏𝖛𝖆𝖓𝖘𝖍𝖎-the ruthless heir of Jaipur's royal family. A man every girl desires but no one dares to approach. With his piercing eyes, untamed anger, and a heart frozen against the idea of love, Rudraaksh rules both boardrooms and palaces with equal authority. For him, marriage is nothing more than a burden... until his family binds him to a promise he cannot break. 𝕽𝖚𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖐𝖆 𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖆 -a gentle, dreamy soul with a heart full of love. A doctor by profession, but a storyteller at heart, she believes in fairytales, in soulmates, in the magic of forever. Protected and cherished by her family, she never imagined her life would be tied to a man whose world is the exact opposite of hers. When destiny forces their paths to collide-one born of tradition, the other of choice-sparks fly. Between palace walls, family expectations, and their own clashing worlds, begins a journey neither of them asked for... yet cannot escape. An arranged marriage. Two hearts at war. One unexpected love story. "Unexpectedly Yours: An Arranged Marriage Romance Book

Cresianna was a simple girl from a small island, she was incredibly smart and dedicated to getting the degree she had always wanted. But little did she know, life had other plans - something would happen and completely flip her life upside down. She had no choice but to move to the city to work, where everything was unfamiliar and uncertain. And then, her life changed again when she met this woman- a Salvatori.

𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠. . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁. Aira Roy wanted a soft love, sweet kisses, slow mornings, and the kind of man who'd worship her heart. What she got was him. Ivan Simenio. Sin wrapped in silk. CEO by day, mafia by night. And completely, shamelessly obsessed with her. And from the second he laid eyes on her, she became his favorite addiction. It was one night, and she forgot every man before him. Aira was never the same after his hands, his mouth, his name on her lips. ₊ ⊹✧˖°. Tropes~ •Desi X Videshi •Grovelling •Dad's rival •Grumpy X Sunshine •Age Gap •Dark Romance •Touch her and die •Obsessed MMC

Adhya a princess of Rajashthan who was betrayed by her own destiny unaware of her identity she was taken away by her family at the tender age the royals and enmity lay heavy on little Adhya changing the course of her innocent life Dive in the tale of lost Princess and now how life treated her in the past years and what Will happen when the truth Will hit her Will the princess heart heal and accept the royalty or will the royal loose the most precious gift of thier lives , the little princess once again and this time forever ? let's see !! All rights reversed 2025

Dr, Siddharth Oberoi, 34year old general surgeon the one who is most respected yet feared in the medical realm but has secrets of his own ,unknown to world. He craves for peace which he has lost many years ago.... Dr Navya Maheshwari, 24year old first year post graduate student working under the most admirable professor. She has closed the portals all leading to her heart and soul due to situations which her family has given to her unknowingly yet willingly...... What will happen when there destinies would be entangled. Would they be able to heal each other's soul and be the ultimate peace source of one another or once again their destinies would snatch everything from them.......

"Mujhe jhelna mushkil hai, Nader," she said with a smile while her gaze was fixed on the table. ("It's difficult to tolerate me, Nader") "Main jhel lunga," I replied. ("I'll manage") She looked up towards me, then continued. "Mai khubsurat nahi hoon," she said. ("I'm not beautiful") "Mere liye behad khubsurat ho," I replied ("You're incredibly beautiful, for me") "Mujhe bahut jaldi gussa aata hai," she said. ("I get angry very quickly") "Mai seh lunga," I replied, looking at her. ("I'll endure it") "Mujhe bahut jaldi rona aa jata hai", she said. ("I cry very quickly") "Main apna kanda deh dunga, aap apna sar rakkhe ro lena", I replied. ( " I'll give you my shoulders, to cry freely keeping your head on it") "Mai choti choti baat mein, naraaz ho jaati hoon", She said. ("I get upset over little things,") "Mai manalunga," I said. ("I'll convince you,") "Mere haath seh chize tuth jaati hai", she said. ("Things break from my hands") "Mai naye la dunga", I replied. ("I'll replace them") "Mujhe aapse mohabbat hogayi hai, Nader", she said. ("I have fallen in love with you, Nader") "I-" Usne nazre niche jhukali. Get ready to be swept away by 'Heartstrings,' where the tangled web of relationships is spun with threads of forbidden love, enemies-to-lovers, love at first sight, and a captivating love triangle. Join me on this rollercoaster of love, betrayal, and redemption that will tug at your heartstrings until the very last page."

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐪 𝐤𝐢 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧 advika:what kinda love is this were I have to suffer again and again why am I the one who always gets hurt w-why. abhimaan:how could I even love a person like you who was never even loved her entire life. jeevika: you can't leave me yuvraj yuvraj:loving you was my biggest mistake james : "princess p-please wake up i-i am sorry p-please" jennifer : "who are you do I know you" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⚠️⚠️ this story has lots of grammatical mistakes, and the first few chapters may seem cringe,but I am trying to improve so, please have patience while reading the book.

"𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑓 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑒𝑡." 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘱. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘺. 𝘚𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝟣𝟫𝟦𝟢𝘴 𝘉𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘭𝘺𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸-𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒.

Follow me on Scrollstack for early and further updates. Suryansh Ahuja A 26 year old man CEO of ahuja enterprises. Famous for his ruthless and emotionless nature, he only cares for his family. Doesn't have any belief in God, had vowed not to marry anyone ever because of his dark past. But his vowed broke when his knot got tied in compulsion and for the sake of his family. Not aware that his life will change after the ingress of her young wife Ishvika Mehra. Ishvika Mehra A 18 year old young girl studying in class 12th belongs to a reputed family who lives with rules, regulations and rites. A cheerful and sunshine nature girl who just wants to live everyday spreading love but despite her lovable nature if somebody messed with her she can show them the living hell. She is a hopeless romantic girl and wants a perfect man to love her the way she reads in her books. But a tempest changes her life when her family ties her knot with Suryansh Ahuja for their own benefit. Both HATE each other to the CORE. But destiny has some different plans for them. Move further into the book to know more about suryansh Ahuja and Ishvika Mehra. Their relationship and their journey. Tropes: ° Enemies to lovers ° Age gap ° Student × Ceo ° Slow burn ° Forced Proximity ° Dark Romance ° Sunshine × Ruthless ° Arrange marriage

What will happen when an innocent girl becomes madly deeply obsession of a ruthless Man? This is the story of Shaurya and Sanchi. Sanchi - she is written by lord Shiva. Sanchi is a very innocent girl. She is an orphan girl. Her nature is just like her name - 'peaceful'. But her life is completely opposite to her nature. She works in an orphanage in Ujjain and she is happy with the children there. Shaurya Agnivanshi - A very ruthless businessman and secret mafia king of India. He does not think even a second before taking someone's life. But on the other hand he is a soft hearted person but only for his family. He never believed in love and marriage. But his family wants him to get married and settle down in his life. But he always refused their wish. He has never liked any girl in his entire life till date. What will happen when these two meet each other? Will Shaurya allow Sanchi to rule his heart? Will Sanchi let Shaurya love her? Let's find out together © All Rights Reserved

ခေတ်တခွန်မှိုင်း & နတ္ခက်မဟာသွေး

Fifteen-year-old Leher Malhotra has mastered the art of smiling through pain. After losing her mother, she built walls around her heart - walls only her aunt, Mahi, could ever cross. But when Mahi marries Raghav Oberoi, Leher's world tilts again. A new home, new faces, and a new family - all waiting on the other side of the walls she swore she'd never let down. As laughter mixes with loneliness, Leher begins to learn that healing isn't about forgetting the past... it's about finding the courage to let love in again. 🌊🌊🌊 "Bhaiya, mujhe pehle do na! Main pehle aayi hoon!" Leher said. The vendor sighed "Beta, sabko bari bari se milega." "Bari bari?" she scoffed, eyes wide with mock outrage. "Main kabse khadi hoon! Aapne tab se sirf paanch pani puri di hai mujhe!" A voice slid in from the side - honey-laced with poison. "Bas kar behen," the girl drawled, "zyada khayegi to moti ho jaayegi. Chhoti to hai hi." Excuse me, what?! Leher froze. Then the corners of her lips curved. The Leher inside cracked her knuckles - oh no, sweetheart, you messed with the wrong chhoti. She turned, eyes gleaming, smile dangerously sweet. "Achha hai na," she said softly, "agar main moti ho gayi, to tumhe bhi finally kuch compliments mil jaayenge. Varna jab tak main slim hoon, tumhare naseeb mein toh bas background role hi likha hai." Mic. Drop. 💅 "Damn, she killed it." "Ooooh!"

كەسێك مەستی دوو چاوت بێ ئیتر مەیخانە هەر ناناسێ ئـــەمیـــر ❥ مـــەنســـا كـــورتـــە || ئـــەمیر و مەنســـا یـــەكەم جار لە باڕێكی وڵاتی هۆڵـــەندا چاویان بە یەك ئەكەوێـــت بە شێوەیەكی نەخوازراو ، وە كاتێـــك دوبارە یەك ئەبیننـــەوە لە كوردستـــان بە شێوەیەكـــی سەیر ڕق و ئاژاوە ئەكەوێـــتە نێوانیـــان ، دواجـــار ئەمیـــر بڕیـــار ئەدات لـــە مەنســـا دوربكەوێتـــەوە و كوردستان بەجێ ئەهێڵێت و ئەڕواتـــە ئەڵمـــانیـــا بـــۆ كاڵبـــونەوەی هەستـــەكانی بەرامبەر مەنـــسا ،، بەڵـــام ئـــازیز لە دوریش بێت هەر ئـــازیز نییـــە؟ ئـــەشقە پـــڕ ڕقـــاویـــەكەی ئـــەوان چی لێیـــەـت كاتێـــك بڕیـــارە مەنســـا بە شـــوو بدرێ بە كـــەسێـــكی تر؟ جۆری چیرۆك :- ڕۆمانسی - شەڕكردن - خێزانی - كۆمیدی نوسەر : پاڕك دیدی٧ 𝖧𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗍𝖺𝗀 𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 ： # 𝟣 𝗂𝗇 𝗄𝗎𝗋𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗁 # 𝟣 𝗂𝗇 𝗄𝗎𝗋𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗐𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗉𝖺𝖽 # 𝟣 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 # 𝟣 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗋 # 𝟣 𝗂𝗇 𝗄𝗎𝗋𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇 # 𝟣 𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗈𝗄𝗂 𝗄𝗎𝗋𝖽𝗂 # 𝟨 𝗂𝗇 𝗄𝗎𝗋𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇

MINORS AND COPYCAT AUTHORS STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY BOOK. --- AYDEN RAI SINGHANIYA - To the curious little thing holding this book... You came here for a love story? Baby, you opened the wrong fucking book. This isn't about sweet kisses or candlelit promises. This is about me pinning her down when she moaned my name like a prayer and a curse. It's about her tears drying on my tongue. It's about the way she said no with her lips, but yes with her thighs. I stole her. Broke her. Fucked her until she forgot what freedom felt like. And you'll hate me for it. But keep reading... Because by the time you reach the end, you'll wish I'd chained you instead. --- AENI OBEROI- To the girl who thinks she wouldn't fall... He didn't ask. He didn't knock. He came in like a storm and ruined me with his touch. I said no. I screamed. I bled. But my body betrayed me. Again. And again. And again. Now, when he's gone, I ache. When he's near, I burn. You'll judge me. You'll call me weak. But wait till he touches you with those hands that destroy and worship at the same time. Then come back... And tell me you wouldn't crawl back to your cage too. --- 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬.