Story cover for THe LoVe TraP (Completed) by serenity_twilight
THe LoVe TraP (Completed)
  • WpView
    Reads 48,342
  • WpVote
    Votes 4,453
  • WpPart
    Parts 45
  • WpHistory
    Time 5h 53m
  • WpView
    Reads 48,342
  • WpVote
    Votes 4,453
  • WpPart
    Parts 45
  • WpHistory
    Time 5h 53m
Complete, First published Feb 15, 2022
Anirudh :
   "No one, I repeat no one has the right to touch what's mine.. " His dark voice had the capacity to shook the earth

Bondita :
   "I don't dream of Prince Charming... And for my lover he will be a normal human only.. but a little different from others.. " her melodious voise can make the world bloom

Maya :
   "I pity the little girl, Rudh suddenly is obsessed with.. " her seductive appearance have men's around her finger

Kartik :
    "Hey, don't call me Nerd!!!.. I am the Handsome hunk... " his playful nature makes everyone laugh

. ........................................................................... 

Welcome to the world of secrets and obsession.. 
Some secrets will come out and some will be kept hidden forever.. 
When Dark meets Light it makes grey.. 
How Will Be This Grey Shaded Love then? 
OR
Will it be a Hate?

Non hindi readers are welcome too..
All Rights Reserved
Table of contents
Sign up to add THe LoVe TraP (Completed) to your library and receive updates
or
#572barristerbabu
Content Guidelines
You may also like
The Unventured Territory      (Completed) by AndieeSen21
144 parts Complete
BOOK-1: COMPLETED ❤️ 🥇#1 -empowered 🥇#1 -matureaudience 🥇#1 -thewattys2021 🥇#1 -awards2021 🥇#1 -barristerbabu 🥇#1 -rudhita 🥇#1 -anirudh 🥇#1 -mattersofheart 🥇#1 -desilovestory 🥇#1 -colorstv 🥇#1 -awardwinning ........................................ "Barrister Babu", Bondita shouted with her voice getting muffled by the rain. "You refused to be my husband... Tonight, I refuse you as my husband!" Bondita was crying inconsolably. Anirudh heard her words, but didn't feel them. He could only see tears flowing down her large eyes. He couldn't take it anymore. In an instance, he ran towards Bondita and scooped her in his arms. Moving her swiftly back to the shade, he pressed her arms against the wall. "Never.. again.. shed your tears Bondita. Never ever!" He looked straight into her eyes with an intense fervour before pressing his lips hungrily against hers. ......................................... THE UNVENTURED TERRITORY Dehradun Diaries_ This is the first book of the 'UNVENTURED' trilogy, a fanfiction about Bondita and Anirudh and how they cross huddles, one after the other to find their way back to each other... Or not. The story revolves around intensified passion and epic love, where love is not about submission but is about freedom. The story has mature content and hence readers discretion is strictly advised. Enjoy the story and do let me know how you like each chapter. ............................................ ⚠️This is an original work of fiction. Although a fanfiction, but the characters and plot is independent from the original television show. This book is not meant to disrespect anyone, living or dead, and is to be read as a pure work of entertainment. The pictures used are taken from Google and I don't hold any claim for the same. ⚠️
You may also like
Slide 1 of 9
Revenge: The Cost of Love And Blood (S1)  cover
Bondita- Anirudh's Lost Heartbeat cover
ANIDITA: A TRUE LOVE SHOTTI  cover
𝑀𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝐸𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑂𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟💫 cover
Anidita: Love and Care cover
ᕼOTᗴ ᕼOTᗴ ᑭYᗩᗩᖇ ᕼO ᘜᗩYᗩ ❣️ cover
The Unventured Territory      (Completed) cover
obsessed with wife ❤️❤️ cover
Hate but Also love cover

Revenge: The Cost of Love And Blood (S1)

81 parts Complete Mature

🔞🔞 Tropes:--- •Aniruddh x Bondita •Age Gap 29 x 19 •Dhusht Danav Roy Choudhary x Biwi Roy Choudhary •1900s •She falls First (But he falls harder) •For a 1920s Bengali Historical Romance The dim light of the haveli's room barely cut through the shadows, creating a suffocating, almost sepulchral atmosphere. A single oil lamp cast a faint, flickering glow, but its warmth was swallowed by the cold, heavy air. In the center of the room, two figures stood locked in a tableau of cruelty. Bondita, a vision of bridal beauty, was adorned in a resplendent red and gold Bengali saree, its intricate work a stark, tragic contrast to her terrified posture. A heavy veil, meant to be a symbol of modesty, clung to her head, concealing her face and making her seem like a faceless victim. Behind her, like a dark, looming shadow, Aniruddh stood in a golden kurta, his face turned away from the light. The gold, a symbol of divine blessing, looked like a mockery in his form. His hand was a vise on Bondita's shoulder, his fingers digging into her flesh, his knuckles white with suppressed rage. His other hand was at her neck, his thumb pressing cruelly into her windpipe. He was not embracing her; he was imprisoning her. The golden kurta seemed to glow with a false, sinister light, illuminating the stark contrast between the beauty of the bride and the darkness of her groom.