You and I - a pranushka tale
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Prabhas paid no attention to anyone else but the brunette he spent all morning with. It was almost as if their staring contest became a whole other form of communication. One way where they spoke more truthfully than with words. In the split second of a cracking mask, he was able to see the emotions on Mithrah's face. Possibly, it was her lips that portrayed her feelings, not yet smiling but faintly curving as if they wanted to. Prabhas smiled softly before looking away, being the first to break the staring contest.
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I clutched my bridal saree tightly and sat nervously on the flower-decorated bed. My throat felt dry as I swallowed hard. I was about to lift my veil when the door creaked open. My eyes instantly darted toward him. He stepped in, removed his kurta casually, and came to sit in front of me. My heart pounded. I shut my eyes, but within moments, he gently lifted my veil. "Ankhein kholo," he whispered. Slowly, I opened my eyes. He was even more handsome than I had imagined-fairer than me, with eyes so deep and mesmerizing that they held me captive. My breath caught when he said softly, "Takane ke liye poori umar padi hai... abhi so jaaye." Embarrassment flushed my cheeks, and I lowered my gaze to my toes. But then he held my chin tenderly, guiding my eyes back to him. "Jaakar kapde badal lo," he said gently. I nodded, quickly rising to my feet. As soon as I stepped into the bathroom, I exhaled a long, shaky breath. Tonight was the first time I had seen him so closely... and yet, he was so unexpectedly gentle.
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Regretful Sacrifice
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Transcendent Bond
**** She let her silk robe fall to the ground revealing all of her and found it overly satisfying the way his eyes followed the movement of her robes down to the ground, coming slowly back up her now completely naked body. With the way he looked at her in that moment she had never had more pride in her body nor felt more beautiful. But enough with the looking, it wouldn't take care of the ache she felt in her nether regions. She advanced on him and kissed him, he didn't move. Thinking this might have been a mistake after all, she moved her head back from his face and was going to apologize for her brazen actions when he drew her face back to his with one large hand and slammed his mouth ferociously on hers. She smiled, she just might have broken the resolve of the reserved Chancellor. The kiss was not disappointing in anyway, it was hard, passionate and fervent. Soon they were moving back towards her bed, she was hastily undressing him with frantic fingers. He threw her on the bed and removed his mouth from hers, moving it to her throat, his hands roaming all over her body, pleasuring her. There was something about it though, he wasn't with her like someone would be with someone they were with for the first time; exploring, discovering. Rather, it was as though he already knew her body from head to toe; knowing her pleasure points, just how much to push to get a reaction from her, and somehow she knew what he would do next. It was hard to explain. It felt as though they have done this countless of times before whereas this is their first time together. She was rather impatient, as he was taking his time with her body without necessarily dealing with the ache, and she frantically reached for him beneath his trousers....Complete
His Regret, Her Salvation
"I won't let anyone harm you..ever again." He promised, eyes filled with determination and possessiveness. Afterall, she is his...only his. "I know." She smiled kissing his cheek, her eyes filled with hope and happiness. ~~~ "I...I wi-ill protect you.." He pleaded, his voice cracking. He took a tentative step forward, but she recoiled, her body trembling with the weight of past pain. She looked at him, her eyes hollow, a tear tracing the line of her cheek as she let out a bitter laugh. "𝒁𝒂𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒎 𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒆 𝒗𝒂𝒍𝒆...𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒉𝒂𝒎 𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒊 𝒃𝒂𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆." 𝔸 𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖, 𝕣𝕖𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟. ~~~~~~~ 🔞
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My lips curled into a smirk, my thumb tracing over her bottom lip again, this time slower. "Now," i murmured, my tone teasing yet impossibly soft, "should I bring ice cream every night?" She let out a breathy laugh, weakly swatting his chest. "Shut up and go home before someone catches you." I chuckled but didn't move immediately. Instead, i tilted her face up once more and placed a lingering, featherlight peck on the tip of her nose. As i pulled away, i smirked and whisperedin her ear. "Next time, just say you want me, Jaan. No need to use ice cream as an excuse." She just rolled her eyes in a playful way biting my cheek. "You should go now." She said. ୨ৎ A coincidental meeting that turned into love at first sight. Who knows where this chance meeting will take them? Stay tuned to find out more about "Rajvansh and His Jaan." [ ♡VANYA♡ ] ୨ৎ MY INSTAGRAM I'D musuu_writes
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TWIN FLAME(The Saga Of Divine Love)
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TEJNA
"Ouchh," I cried trying to balance. I looked up at him with soft eyes, flushed cheeks. He looked into my eyes with his knitted ones. His hair lying over his sweaty forehead. I never presumed to glimpse him this close. His photographs conveyed his good looks but his dominating aura was hard to handle. I was feeling scared to even breathe in his arms. Bringing his fingers to my face he gently pushed hair strands behind my ear. I lowered my eyes feeling extremely shy. "Sambhal kar chaliye zara, har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," he said in a scratchy tone. There was a hint of taunt present. I knitted my brows to his words and quickly matched his aura. "Hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said glaring at him. He shot his eyebrows a little and I pushed him to leave angrily. Turning around I stepped up on another dumbbell and slipped over it again. I threw my hands in the air for support and once again found him snaking my waist and pulling my back closer to his chest. "Are you sure," he asked over my ears. I angrily looked back at him, found him smirking. "Baahon mein girte girte, mohabbat me mat giriyega hamare," he whispered looking into my eyes. "Kabhi nahi," I replied and left. I royally ignored his taunt only to end up marrying him. Day by day my feelings for him grew stronger though finding happiness was becoming a risky game. But I was heartbroken upon discovering that he only married me out of pity and loved someone else who he was to marry. Not having parents from young age now made me helpless. It felt good to leave home where my family cared for me all these years, after my parents. I did not want to go back and be a burden again. But living this life with him didn't seem fruitful either. This is love story of Tejas Pratap Rathore and Sunaina Maan Singh. Storyline takes place in the early years of 21st century (2001). A beloved saga tying them together in love and commitment whilst they dwell over misunderstandings and growing feelings.
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♡𝙃𝙪𝙢𝙧𝙖𝙝♡
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Arguments of hearts
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I find myself staring at her, taking in every detail of her face. "You love me naman, 'di ba?" I asked while smiling. She looked pretty flustered by the sudden question I'd thrown at her. "What kind of question is that, Ms. Mikhayla Jann Lim?" she asked, trying hard not to smile. "It's just a yes or no, Aiah," I said firmly, not breaking eye contact. "You already know the answer, love," she replied with a big smile, her eyes almost disappearing.Complete
I clutched my bridal saree tightly and sat nervously on the flower-decorated bed. My throat felt dry as I swallowed hard. I was about to lift my veil when the door creaked open. My eyes instantly darted toward him. He stepped in, removed his kurta casually, and came to sit in front of me. My heart pounded. I shut my eyes, but within moments, he gently lifted my veil. "Ankhein kholo," he whispered. Slowly, I opened my eyes. He was even more handsome than I had imagined-fairer than me, with eyes so deep and mesmerizing that they held me captive. My breath caught when he said softly, "Takane ke liye poori umar padi hai... abhi so jaaye." Embarrassment flushed my cheeks, and I lowered my gaze to my toes. But then he held my chin tenderly, guiding my eyes back to him. "Jaakar kapde badal lo," he said gently. I nodded, quickly rising to my feet. As soon as I stepped into the bathroom, I exhaled a long, shaky breath. Tonight was the first time I had seen him so closely... and yet, he was so unexpectedly gentle.
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