Kamal
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Ongoing7m
Last published Wed, Apr 6, 2022
Hustling halls filled with cries and heavy paddling, soldiers were running here and there, but not before bowing down to him. As he walked freely in the blood-tainted and half-burned alley, he smirked looking at the handiwork his army has done. His pace hyped as he was reaching near and near her chamber. He couldn't wait anymore to meet his love, his kamal...
He pushed the door open and inside, it was all silent, the room was untouched and the fragrance of fresh oak wood mesmerized him. The setting sun, who was the witness to the destruction, lighted the mirrored room with its red light. The room looked like a burning funnel, but inside was she, in all her usual white aura. Her head on her knees, she sat there in the middle of the petal bed, like a silent bird, which was the only unusual thing in the whole scenario for him. He pulled his chin up and walked up to the aisle and smiled at her saying, "Let's go home, my queen."
Dark | Revenge | Royal
I pour my heart out, I let my eyes shout, I am on the ninth cloud, 'cause my love has finally sprout... Lose to night, may you never get back to your sight. The world will come to an end, but your suffering should continue as tremend.
Love which when sprouted, destroyed kingdoms and spiraled a conspiracy that Aryavarta can never forget.~
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#1 of 'Rajvanshi' series Mihika has known that she has been left to fend for herself from the first day she started formulating thoughts. From figuring out the ways of world, she assumes she has seen every worst possible outcome of life in mere two decades. Agastya Rajvanshi would be someone who you would lean on for desperate help even as a stranger. The Crown Prince has always managed to offer his smile even in the most wrenching moment of life. He has nothing to do with the world that doesn't involve his younger brothers and little daughter. Oh well... When someone who squeezes lemon into your eyes meets one who will make a lemonade to cool down, it can't be any less of a whirlwind of chaos. »»---------------------► [Trigger Warning : Mature themes, sexual assault, mental health issues]
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