Ann and I
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I suddenly realised that the deafening, disturbing noise has stopped. . I creep out stealthily hoping that I won't be scared by those weird lights and noises that make me feel nervous. The breeze moaned in a sad way and I felt like sobbing again. why??? I don't know. I simply don't know. I had a name. I just don't know what it was. I am lonely. I want.... what do I want??? where am I??? I am not able to recollect.. every time I try to recollect I feel pain.. as if someone is choking me.. I am not able to breathe...and it hurts..........)
Poor Ken doesn't realise that he had been dead for years stranded in between the two worlds. ANN is twelve years old and unable to cope up with the cruel world of living people who are worse than ghosts. And then their worlds meet.
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THIS BOOK IS UNDER EDITING. THERE ARE MANY HINDI DIALOGUES WITHOUT ENGLISH TRANSLATION. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. :- I'm your DESTINY, NO ONE CAN STOP ME FROM MAKING YOU MINE. :- ah...ahhhh leave m..me ple....please, don't do t..this*crying* A girl dreamed about having a sweet and lovely partner and a dreamy wedding with the one she love but it all shattered when her parents fixed her date with their bestfriends son, the one she was bestfriend with, the one who destroyed her life, the one who took her innocence and now she fear him. She lost all the hopes and accept it thinking it as her fate. But her Life took a turn once again- is it good or bad?? He :- I married you just to save your and your family's reputation. Don't keep your hopes high. This means nothing to me. Her heart shattered once again. But........ He pulled her by her waist, breathed heavily.his eyes boring into her as he touched their foreheads and whispered,"pyaar ho gya haii hame apse, Beauty!... Jaan ban gyi hai ap hamari!!" ( I'm in love with you ms. Beauty!.... You've become my lifeline!!) His tone husky and intense as he took her soft lips in his. Tropes CEO × university student Grumpy × Sunshine Egoistic × softhearted Raped woman Replaced groom "Touch her and die" Type Past dark trauma Suspense and thrill Psycho lover Two souls, two broken hearts brought together by their destined fates. Both being unaware of their first encounter yet something Spark into them. What will happen when destiny will place them together in a marriage no one knew will happen?? I don't own any of the pictures or videos but the storyline is mine and if you find something similar then it is pure coincidence. Copying my work without my permission and you'll be reported immediately. This story is based on pure fiction. It's a Desi indian story.
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