ENTWINED (Complete)
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The Faded Vows
He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.
Aadhya-Dev:- A Sacred Bond
She stare at her new room, decorated with roses and candles. Oh yeah, my wedding night! She felt like her inner self mocking her and she walked toward the mirror. She stare blankly at her mangalsutra and sindoor. She was very excited for her new life. The groom with whom she was about marry- she liked him too. He was nice man and knew the gentle way to treat her. Unfortunately, someone had to ruin all her dreams in most worst way possible and tie her in a scared bond called marriage. ×-----×----×--- " I ain't any saint. They call me devil but darling, one thing I can assure you that nobody can love you like this devil do..." Probably, he uttered God's name after 20 years and that too as he saw her, his Aadhya who is unfortunately, standing like wall in front of his revenge. He might have thought thousand times before marrying her because she was nothing but his enemy's daughter but, Dev Agnivanshi also had to bow before love. ×----×----×----×--- The story of Aadhya and Dev is just different.Complete
Meant to Be Yours
He is the epitome of being rude and but once he was a soft heart person. She is known to be the most quite person but once she was the most outspoken person. He thinks from his mind and well known to have no heart but once he was the most loved person. She is known to take measured steps and think before doing something but once she was the most unpredictable person. So what happened which changed them? What caused these two people who were once best friends to drift apart only to come back together again to be each other "till death"? Let's be part of two broken souls who are going to help each other to grow again or to will break each other even more.Complete
Siyaasat -E-Ishq | 18+
They say love is sacred. But in this world, it's strategy. Where ivory-clad kings walk corridors that bleed power, and queens rise not with tiaras but with trial.Every glance is calculated, every silence weaponised. Here, hearts are never broken,they're bartered. Some marry for power. Some for redemption. Some just to survive. In the empire of masked alliances and whispered betrayals, love doesn't knock- it trespasses. It coils itself between duty and desire, between legacy and longing, until no one remembers where the throne ends and the heart begins. He was raised to command, not to feel. She was built to burn, not to bow. One sees emotion as weakness. The other hides it like a weapon. But even the sharpest minds can falter when loyalty begins to blur with love. And even the most dangerous men can kneel for the wrong woman or the right one at the wrong time. This isn't a story of soulmates. This is a collision of sovereigns. A war where the battlefield is love and the casualties are trust, truth, and time. In the shadows of politics and the ruins of restraint, something is rising. Not a fairytale. A force. Welcome to Siyaasat-E-Ishq: where every love story is written in ash, inked in ambition, and crowned in consequence.
Fate
#1 in twistsandturns on 29/09/23 𝑨𝒀𝑬𝑺𝑯𝑨 𝑨𝑮𝑵𝑰𝑯𝑶𝑻𝑹𝑰 an Advocate. Fierce. Powerful. Intelligent. Beautiful. Gorgeous. Selfless? No, she's not pathetically selfless. She's selfish. She punishes. She holds grudge. Yet she fights for justice. She fight to serve justice. In order to return the lost respect of a fourteen year old dead and raped girl's parents she encountered the one who became a way to the person she never thought would become the worst nightmare of her life. 𝑹𝑬𝑯𝑨𝑨𝑵 𝑹𝑨𝑱𝑽𝑨𝑵𝑺𝑯 a businessman. No self-made hero. He took over the established family business making it reach new heights. Monotonous. Dominating. Strict. Unforgiving. Handsome. Inherited desired looks of a dream boy from his parents. Ruthless. He make no mistakes serving punishment to the ones wronged him. Legally. In order to save the reputation made by his ancestors in the name of Rajvansh the last thing he wants is to stake it. He would do anything to save it. Anything. And he mean it. They crossed paths. Strategically. That's what they thought but Destiny. Destiny always tends to ruin our plans. So it did. Destiny brought them closer forever But the question is whether these two hot headed young individuals accept it? Will Ayesha let her moral down and let Rehaan do injustice to herself? Will Rehaan bear her unwanted presence? Will they ever find love and care and solace in eachother? Seep in to know the answers. ❤️❤️Complete
Dreams And Destiny
He loves her and could set the entire world on fire for her She loves him and she could cross any line for him Everyone knows that including them but there is something or someone that is like a hindrance between their love story and that is they themselves... YES..... They are the villains in their own love storyComplete
He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.
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