Welcome to Hell
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  • Reads 113,609
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  • Parts 25
  • Time 7h 5m
Complete, First published Jun 30, 2018
You are mine Chandni, only mine...
For one night...
Advay pulled Chandni into his arms and hissed "You are mine Chandni... Tum Sirf Meri Ho... And I will make you mine!" But omitted to say aloud...only to destroy you, forever.

Advay wooed and blackmailed and finally married Chandni...to finally fulfill his goal and  the sole purpose of his life, destroy the Vashisht family. 

As they took their wedding vows together, Chandni looked fearfully into his hate filled eyes.

 And vowed silently... "I have seen nothing but hatred towards me in your eyes. I swear that I will find courage within myself to fight that hatred and the reason behind that hatred. I will not let your hatred win."

Chandni got the shock of her life on their wedding night and Advay had to question his whole motive.

Will love triumph over hatred? What would be the destiny of Advay and Chandni?

This is my take on the Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon TV Show but with a completely different turn of events. 

Read on to find out..

Cover designed by @lildanyul

Completed : 15th August 2018
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