Love
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  • LECTURES 11
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  • Durée <5 mins
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement sept. 28, 2017
#_THAKUR_ZUBAIR
Unseen staided coverup face strikes heart n soul, 
Miracle it was Volition it is to thys foray fo whole,
Valiantly used to hear her tilt in every city,
Now noticed by thys chuckle to met in eternity,
Glowered eyes to thee shall i compare u to summers day,
With those invincible rough winds n rain drops of May,
Unforgetable college moments thys talks blinking eyes n face,
My own serene universe was stolen in thys grace,
Oh Pretty take a vile walk to my way,
Come nearer to mi heart n start my new day....
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Raha had always been the queen of her world-confident, sharp as a tack, and with zero time for love's nonsense. Her mantra? Love is for the weak. But all that swagger took a nosedive the moment a new guy waltzed into her classroom. He was a walking contradiction: all cute and innocent with those big, puppy-dog eyes that had no business making her heart race. But there she was, suddenly feeling like she might need to fan herself just to keep cool. Raha was hooked-like obsessed-and she was not about to let anyone else get any ideas. The thought of another girl batting an eyelash at him? Oh, honey, don't even go there. Raha wasn't playing. She'd take them down without breaking a nail if it came to it. Her motto now? "Touch him, and I'll make sure your manicure appointment's the least of your worries." **** "Can't you leave me alone?" He snapped out of nowhere. " don't you think you are a little too obsessed with me?" He clicked an eyebrow.... He just didn't get why she was always with him. "Looks like you are in a bad mood..." she leaned in and softly pecked his lips. " obsessed? Maybe I am, but I'd like to call it more like.... Passionate." For a moment, he stopped breathing when her lips softly brushed against his moist ones. **** But Addin... he was different. He remained distant, focused on his own world, barely acknowledging the emotions she laid bare before him. Every time she reached out, hoping for a spark of connection, he pulled away, leaving her grasping at air. It hurt-more than she could ever admit. Yet, despite the coldness, she stayed. She clung to the hope that he might one day see her the way she saw him. They are half Indian X half Italian people, so please don't get confused by this. " 𝑨𝒃 𝒊𝒕𝒏𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒌𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝒕𝒐𝒉 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒃𝒉𝒊 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒌𝒂𝒓 𝒍𝒐 𝒏𝒂, 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆?" (𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒑𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔
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-- PROLOGUE "Let me get this straight. We have nothing in between us, except for the deal we made that day" he spoke in a monotonous tone. "I am the one carrying your name behind me; we are married. how can you say we have nothing in between us? Huh" She yelled at him, tears blurred her vision, and she spoke her heart to him. "For god's sake, this marriage was to save you! Can't you get that? I did not do it willingly, I do not love you!!" He yelled back at her, shattering her heart into pieces. "Why can't you just love me?" She spoke, as she cried the tears of hurt, and pain. Her heart thumped loudly due to the shivering sensation She felt all over her body. "I never made a commitment to you, or gave you any false hope, neither did i say that i love you. Did i?" He asked her, in a very cold tone. She looked at him through her teary eyes. It's getting difficult for her to even breathe. "It was your eyes, the damn eyes. Who gave me the false hope. They say, "Eyes speak the truth," but what about mine? Couldn't you feel the sincerity within them, expressing my deep affection for you? Why didn't you see the love shining in them? Was it too complex to understand? Couldn't you notice the warmth as they gazed at you? They search for you in every corner, If only you realized how they silently echoed the emotions I couldn't articulate. They say, "Eyes never deceive." But what about yours? They played a trick on me when they met mine, painting a facade of a world that wasn't real. They made me feel loved, Leading me into a belief that crumbled, louder than your spoken promises. Why did they betray me? Was it your eyes or you that masked the truth?" He stayed still, not moving or saying anything at her statement. --
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His eyes told how dark his thoughts were, What devilish aura he shadowed if she accepts him and is ready to listen to him no one could imagine his doings. She only seeks solitude, but he seeks her, he craves her as if his life depended on her. He is the cause of her pain, she only wishes to go away from all the emotions but he can never let that happen. He can show his tears to her, but can she wipe them? Maybe God wanted to create an unforgettable story. His aura screams power that no one can deny except bowing. Her soul reflects others' sins for what others fear to acknowledge. Did she hate him for giving her pain, no she never hated him, she changed herself.. but what change? She loves him! Maybe not... then what changed...? Love why is it so difficult either to gain or to lose... "I don't like it when you think about things other than me," he said Is this the start of his madness or he is already drowned in insanity? She is his heart.........She is the eternal echo God cast into existence for his life. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● He is taking every step near to her, his deep dark eyes looking at her serene calm face... she is looking directly into his deep dark ebony eyes... she can clearly see the insanity in his eyes... "Sweetheart, I told you not to think about other things.... but why you like to provoke me... ha" his voice is deadly low, sending an electrifying jolt. She is just standing infront of him looking into his sinister soul... He touched her cheek gently rubbing the soft gentle dried tear marks.. He kissed her forehead... she closed her eyes accepting her fate from which she tried to run away.... "Tell me sweetheart what punishment should I give him" A dark mysterious smirk playing on his handsome face... "He is your sister's soon to be husband" she said as he doesn't know. He chuckled, a mocking, sinister, extremely insane smile... playing ok his lips....
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Their Obsession |18+

10 chapitres En cours d'écriture Contenu pour adultes

Raha had always been the queen of her world-confident, sharp as a tack, and with zero time for love's nonsense. Her mantra? Love is for the weak. But all that swagger took a nosedive the moment a new guy waltzed into her classroom. He was a walking contradiction: all cute and innocent with those big, puppy-dog eyes that had no business making her heart race. But there she was, suddenly feeling like she might need to fan herself just to keep cool. Raha was hooked-like obsessed-and she was not about to let anyone else get any ideas. The thought of another girl batting an eyelash at him? Oh, honey, don't even go there. Raha wasn't playing. She'd take them down without breaking a nail if it came to it. Her motto now? "Touch him, and I'll make sure your manicure appointment's the least of your worries." **** "Can't you leave me alone?" He snapped out of nowhere. " don't you think you are a little too obsessed with me?" He clicked an eyebrow.... He just didn't get why she was always with him. "Looks like you are in a bad mood..." she leaned in and softly pecked his lips. " obsessed? Maybe I am, but I'd like to call it more like.... Passionate." For a moment, he stopped breathing when her lips softly brushed against his moist ones. **** But Addin... he was different. He remained distant, focused on his own world, barely acknowledging the emotions she laid bare before him. Every time she reached out, hoping for a spark of connection, he pulled away, leaving her grasping at air. It hurt-more than she could ever admit. Yet, despite the coldness, she stayed. She clung to the hope that he might one day see her the way she saw him. They are half Indian X half Italian people, so please don't get confused by this. " 𝑨𝒃 𝒊𝒕𝒏𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒌𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝒕𝒐𝒉 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒃𝒉𝒊 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒌𝒂𝒓 𝒍𝒐 𝒏𝒂, 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆?" (𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒑𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔