OUR LAST SPRING

OUR LAST SPRING

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That one last spring, all I had was you, our Azad Punjab! I will be free, yes, what an irony, everyone got freedom in 1947, but all I got was a new cage. But right now, I heard that the dhol which Veer ji played I saw so many kites And I saw that Spring and MY PREET. Our Last Spring is the story of first love interrupted by history, of promises written in letters, of red glass bangles that outlived nations, and of a girl who lost her home but never stopped waiting for the boy who called her by her old name. Some stories do not end when people separate. Some wait. Across years. Across borders. Across silence.
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Title: THE ENIGMA'S DEBT Blurb: He paid the Devil for a night of pleasure. Now the Devil has come to collect. Julian Romanov is the "Ice Prince" of Russia. Arrogant. Untouchable. And secretly dying. To the world, he is a ruthless Alpha heir. In reality, he is an abused Omega hiding his nature with illegal suppressants that are slowly poisoning his blood. One night of freedom in Italy led to the biggest mistake of his life. He slept with a stranger, left a stack of cash on the nightstand to insult him, and ran away before dawn. He thought he would never see the man again. He was wrong. The stranger was Luciano Rossi-the most feared Enigma in Europe. A man who doesn't forgive insults. And he has just arrived in Moscow to sign a deal with Julian's family. Luciano doesn't want ports. He doesn't want weapons. He pulls a crumpled, blood-stained bill out of his pocket and smiles. "You treated me like a whore, Julian. You thought you could pay for my time?" Luciano leans in, his Enigma scentm suffocating the room. "Keep your money. I'm going to take something else. I'm going to own you until you beg me to stop."

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