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Dusky Moonlight (Sample)

Dusky Moonlight (Sample)

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Story is in Goodnovel and Inkitt Rathi's life turns upside-down when she met a charming stranger on one rainy evening who came to her house as a guest. He isn't just a stranger; he knows everything about her and even her plans to escape from her abusive adoptive mother. She is greatly puzzled by this man who seems to be a wicked gentleman. She doesn't know what type of danger introduced in her life until she learns some dark secrets about him. "That man is a Pure Evil and he wants nothing but her life"
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