prāṇācārya - (n.) Physician
━━━𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆, 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏.𓇢𓆸
❛. . .You might now be able to see them,
From where you are;
But look closely-
A candle flares from afar, yet as you approach, it silently weeps tears of lac.❜
Saudamini, General Ashish's daughter, was a childhood companion of the two princesses of Rajgadh. A childhood devoid of maternal love developed in her a deep empathy for those suffering, igniting her passion for healing.
Yet, the irony was that sometimes healers carry the deepest scars themselves -a truth that Saudamini knew all too well, For beneath her compassionate smile and skilled healer's hands, she hid a labyrinth of pain, a maze of memories she couldn't escape, a sorrowful truth that only revealed itself in the silence: the one wound she couldn't heal was her own.
To the princesses, she was a trusted confidante, but behind her facade lay secrets that shaped her actions in a way they couldn't imagine. Beneath her gentle exterior lies a turbulent past, a past marked by loss and longing, and a burning desire for something forever out of reach.
Fittingly named 'Saudamini,' meaning lightning, she illuminated lives with her healing touch, like a bolt cutting through darkness. However, just as lightning can be both beautiful and destructive, so too was Saudamini's nature.
This dichotomy raised questions about her true character and the secrets she kept hidden.
What secrets lie buried beneath Saudamini's calm exterior?
Time, they say, heals all wounds, but for her, the question lingered: would it be enough?
Wounds heal, but do hers?
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"Who do you belong to?" Her cold, demanding eyes met mine, The only glimmer of light within them was my own reflection staring back at me.
"You." My voice trembled as I whispered the answer. She settled herself on my lap, surrounding me with her intoxicating scent, as if to claim ownership.
"Exactly," she confirmed, her tone possessive.
"You burnt her. Alive" A horrified sigh escaped my lips as my heart pounded in my chest.
"And you had the perfect orgasm right next to her burning body. Do you know why? You were focused on me. She was screaming and yet you craved me. You begged me to touch you more. You needed me. Her cries for help, her screams, her burning body; nothing affected you. You just craved me" Her grip on my shirt tightened as she pulled me closer, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper.
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NAINA MALHOTRA, A fierce and determined woman, driven by a powerful desire for revenge. Her singular focus fueled her every action, and she pursued her path with relentless determination and unshakable fortitude.
"His embrace felt like the first burst of sunlight after a long, dark storm"
AARAV MURTY, A kind and compassionate soul, radiating warmth and care towards everyone. He concealed his own struggles behind a bright smile, convinced that everyone deserves love and affection.
"I've never taken a life before, but for you, I'd cross that boundary and step into darkness a thousand times"
Naina and Aarav, lost in love, were oblivious to their family's secrets. As those truths and lies started to surface, their bond was put to the test. Could their love withstand the storm of their haunted history?
A saga of twisted enigma played by masters of manipulation where noone can be trusted. Will love survive?
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P.S- The initial chapters are highly unedited but I promise it gets better <3