Her Loving Prince (Love Series 2)
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Soon they complete phera priest ask him to apply vermilion Deepthi open her veil Yugant notice her red eyes and felt bad, then again anger took over him he applied vermilion , aadya noticed Rishab standing in front of them a tear escaped from her eyes , Rishab is looking at her with tears in his eyes Yugant notice her gaze he smirked at Rishab, but Rishab is only looking at her then priest ask him to tie mangalsutra, more tear escaped from her eyes, Rishab eyes betrayed him a tear escaped from his eyes also,his love became someone's wife and he is witnessing it, he is too numb to react, he want to stop this marriage but now it's late not late it's too late to do anything.
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Ruhi was sitting in bridal attire and beside her a boy was there, both are sitting in mandap.
Vidhan looked at her her face was showing she wasn't happy the groom was about to put vermilion on Ruhi's partition her marched towards them Ruhi's eyes fell on him she became shocked Vidhan pulled her towards him she was just looking at him being shocked, everyone was to shocked to say or do anything, Vidhan bend and took a fist ful vermilion and applied on her hair, gasp left from everyone the groom( Shikhar) hold Ruhi's hand and try to pull her but Vidhan was holding her from her waist and Ruhi is only looking at Vidhan her eyes start tearing up she put her head on his chest and start sobbing. Vidhan punched Shikhar very hardly that he fell on ground.
Ruhi's parents come towards them and try to pull Ruhi from him.
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"Stay right here," he instructed, and without another word, rushed inside. Avni stood at the entrance, confused but smiling faintly as she watched him hurry about. There was a boyish charm in his expressions, in the way he moved-eager, sincere, a little frantic. He looks so cute, she thought, her heart fluttering. Within seconds, Avyansh returned, carrying a pot filled with rice and a plate with a red liquid- kumkum. "Just two more minutes," he said quickly, and disappeared into the villa once again. Avni waited, her curiosity growing by the second. Soon, he returned, this time with an aarti thali. A small diya flickered on the plate, casting a warm glow across his face. He circled the plate in front of her, performing the aarti, then gently applied vermilion on her forehead. A soft sprinkle of rice followed. "That's your first time entering our villa," he said with a smile. "So your welcome is a must." Avni stared at him, wide-eyed and moved. "Now," he continued, "gently kick this pot with your right foot." She gave a small nod, smiling shyly as she nudged the pot forward with her foot. "Next, place your feet in the kumkum," Avyansh instructed. Her cheeks were already flushed, but now her whole face turned a deep red. She did as told, her delicate feet now stained with the auspicious red. Then, to her surprise, Avyansh knelt down and placed his white t-shirt on the floor in front of her. He held out his hand. "Now leave your footprints here, on this." "But... Avyansh ji-" Avni hesitated, touched and overwhelmed. He looked up at her with eyes full of reverence. "You know, Mumma always said a wife is like Goddess Lakshmi. But to me, you're not just Lakshmi-you're my universe, my everything... my God."
PRELUDE - The Beginning Of Deception
PREVIOUSLY "NOT HIS BRIDE" •-•-•-•-•-•-•-• ".....I was not ment to be here, sitting next to him in the mandap, I have to tell them...... but how?....." The prist told him to fill the "Sindhur" (vermillion) in the partition of her hair She saw his face, he was so happy but when he will get to know he was being betrayed and she was not the girl whom he loved by all his heart, will he accept her? The priest again called her......... But she fainted this time... What will happen? Can Hate ever Trun into Love? Can a marriage which was not planned ever work? Can a mistake be converted into a opportunity to be loved by the most cold hearted man? "Sometimes you have to leave people to let them realise how valuable you are" ------------------------------------ ╰┈➤~Forced Marriage ~Broken Female Lead ~Cruel Past ~Betrayal ~Turma ~Hate to Love ~Thriller ~Twist and Turns This book has all the translation of Hindi Dialogues so if your first language is not Hindi you can go ahed and read ....Concluida
TEJNA
"Ouchh," I cried trying to balance. I looked up at him with soft eyes, flushed cheeks. He looked into my eyes with his knitted ones. His hair lying over his sweaty forehead. I never presumed to glimpse him this close. His photographs conveyed his good looks but his dominating aura was hard to handle. I was feeling scared to even breathe in his arms. Bringing his fingers to my face he gently pushed hair strands behind my ear. I lowered my eyes feeling extremely shy. "Sambhal kar chaliye zara, har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," he said in a scratchy tone. There was a hint of taunt present. I knitted my brows to his words and quickly matched his aura. "Hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said glaring at him. He shot his eyebrows a little and I pushed him to leave angrily. Turning around I stepped up on another dumbbell and slipped over it again. I threw my hands in the air for support and once again found him snaking my waist and pulling my back closer to his chest. "Are you sure," he asked over my ears. I angrily looked back at him, found him smirking. "Baahon mein girte girte, mohabbat me mat giriyega hamare," he whispered looking into my eyes. "Kabhi nahi," I replied and left. I royally ignored his taunt only to end up marrying him. Day by day my feelings for him grew stronger though finding happiness was becoming a risky game. But I was heartbroken upon discovering that he only married me out of pity and loved someone else who he was to marry. Not having parents from young age now made me helpless. It felt good to leave home where my family cared for me all these years, after my parents. I did not want to go back and be a burden again. But living this life with him didn't seem fruitful either. This is love story of Tejas Pratap Rathore and Sunaina Maan Singh. Storyline takes place in the early years of 21st century (2001). A beloved saga tying them together in love and commitment whilst they dwell over misunderstandings and growing feelings.
The Royal Tale of the Hearts (Under Editing)
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•| 𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗘𝗙𝗙𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 |• ✓
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INNOCENCE
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Ruhi - The Essence Of His Soul.
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It's Not Love | ✓
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"Stay right here," he instructed, and without another word, rushed inside. Avni stood at the entrance, confused but smiling faintly as she watched him hurry about. There was a boyish charm in his expressions, in the way he moved-eager, sincere, a little frantic. He looks so cute, she thought, her heart fluttering. Within seconds, Avyansh returned, carrying a pot filled with rice and a plate with a red liquid- kumkum. "Just two more minutes," he said quickly, and disappeared into the villa once again. Avni waited, her curiosity growing by the second. Soon, he returned, this time with an aarti thali. A small diya flickered on the plate, casting a warm glow across his face. He circled the plate in front of her, performing the aarti, then gently applied vermilion on her forehead. A soft sprinkle of rice followed. "That's your first time entering our villa," he said with a smile. "So your welcome is a must." Avni stared at him, wide-eyed and moved. "Now," he continued, "gently kick this pot with your right foot." She gave a small nod, smiling shyly as she nudged the pot forward with her foot. "Next, place your feet in the kumkum," Avyansh instructed. Her cheeks were already flushed, but now her whole face turned a deep red. She did as told, her delicate feet now stained with the auspicious red. Then, to her surprise, Avyansh knelt down and placed his white t-shirt on the floor in front of her. He held out his hand. "Now leave your footprints here, on this." "But... Avyansh ji-" Avni hesitated, touched and overwhelmed. He looked up at her with eyes full of reverence. "You know, Mumma always said a wife is like Goddess Lakshmi. But to me, you're not just Lakshmi-you're my universe, my everything... my God."
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