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EVEN DEATH
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Ongoing, First published Apr 14, 2014
When in love, souls are united and eyes do the talking. Love doesn't need any medium for expression, it lies in sweet gestures. But, it not necessary that souls unite in the same way when death has its upper hand.

But,this one will take you another dimension. It's not all about love, it's about the TRUST that shatter with the slightest of the force. It's about a journey, a journey of a girl and people around her, her values, her struggles and moreover, it's about the scrapped wounds on her way for the search of eternal LOVE.
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32 parts Ongoing

He was a man of precision- sharp, silent, exact. She was a storm in silk- beautiful, calculated, and always one step away from ruin. ******************** Not all marriages are made in heaven. Some are carved in silence, stitched with secrets, and sealed in blood-red truths. Geeta Varadhan was raised to be flawless-poised, brilliant, and untouchable. As the youngest heir of a powerful empire and the president of a luxury hotel chain, she knows how to smile like a saint and strike like a storm. Her life is a lesson in restraint. Her choices, calculated. Her marriage? Just another move on a board she's been playing for years. Dev Chandrakanth is everything tradition adores-a gifted surgeon, the golden eldest son, the kind of man who commands a room with nothing but a glance. Effortlessly respectful. Impossibly charming. Dangerously unreadable. Their arranged marriage is picture-perfect. Too perfect. Behind the polished facades and whispered congratulations, something else pulses in the dark. A quiet war. A slow unraveling. A truth soaked in crimson, wrapped in ivory lies. Because in a house built on appearances, What happens when both bride and groom are hiding their own knives?