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Fairytales are mere whispers of impossible dreams...
But sometimes, those dreams find a way to carve themselves into reality.🥀
Abhishek Singh Rathore-a name that sends shivers down spines,a devil cloaked in the guise of an angel.His heart,now lies encased in ice , A tragic accident claimed his memories, shattering his world and leaving only a void.
But then, she appeared. On a night when the heavens wept, he saw her-just a fleeting glimpse, yet it was enough. In that moment, a crack appeared in the ice surrounding his heart. For the first time since his tragedy, he felt something-an emotion, faint yet undeniable.
A crack.
A melt.
A fire.
A fire that threatened to consume his carefully constructed world, yet he was ready to let it burn.
She beautiful, regal, her presence commanding the attention of all and From the outside, her smile a mask concealing the tempest within. Her mind was forged from steel, her heart seemingly untouchable. Yet, that facade lay a world of struggle, of battles fought in silence.
But when their eyes met, their souls recognized the bond, the connection thadefied the logic of a broken past. He was drawn to her like a flame to a shadow, an inescapable pull that neither could understand.
Bound by the chains of their pasts, they stand before each other-strangers in the present, yet unknowingly entwined bythreads of destiny. Their souls, though veiled in darkness, understand the connection that the conscious mind grasp.
But the past is a treacherous place, filled with secrets buried deep, accidents that changed the course of their lives, lies spun to protect and to deceive, betrayals that left scars too deep to heal, and regrets that haunt them like phantoms.
Join them on a journey-a tale of forbidden love, of mystery that clings to them like a shadow. Dive into their world, where love is both a blessing and a curse, and where the line between salvation and icnation is perilously thin.
|| Rudransh Singh Rathore||
27. CEO of Rathore Enterprises. The name that echoes fear in boardrooms and underworlds alike. The most powerful mafia alive-lethal, ruthless, and dangerously composed. With anger that burns beneath his cold stare and a presence that commands silence, he's arrogance dressed in tailored suits. An untouchable storm-unforgiving to the world, but a silent protector to his own. For his family, he becomes the softest armor; for the rest, he is destruction wrapped in elegance.
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|| AANYA AGRAWAL ||
23. A dreamer wrapped in pastels, pursuing her Master's in Drawing and Painting. Hopes to paint the world with her own art studio someday. The kind of soul who dances in the rain and loses herself in books. Sweet as a lullaby to those who treat her right, but a storm in heels to those who don't. Loves fiercely-her family is her world, and her two best friends, her anchors. Her brother guards her like royalty, and to him, she'll always be his little princess.
RUDRANSH x AANYA
Two souls, worlds apart.
He's chaos in control-sharp edges, cold stares, and darkness cloaked in power.
She's soft sunshine-paint-stained fingers, twirling to music only she can hear.
They say opposites attract-but this?
This is fate colliding with fire.
Watch them clash, crumble, and fall in a love stitched with sparks, sass, and sweet little nok-jhok.
Stay tuned. Their story is anything but ordinary.
- your author, Eleena🦋
Where chaos meets calm, and storms fall for sunsets.
I write love, with a touch of fire.
Stay tuned.✨️
Started : 12 January 2024
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