War Of Faith
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  • GELESEN 53
  • Stimmen 19
  • Teile 7
  • Zeit 25m
Laufend, Zuerst veröffentlicht Aug. 28, 2024
A beautiful story starts with love and ends with lots of love and affection.

But is love enough for two people to survive together their whole life?
Dive in the story of two people in which love is everything but not enough. In which faith is ephemeral. When trust becomes fragile will anything survive?

Veeranshu Raisinghania is a name which carries only luxury and a dark aura around him, a person who loves to control everything, even emotions. Manipulative and destructive personality.

Kaya Raichand the eternal beauty, the person who carries the charm around her which can possess anyone. She is a fire which has the capability to melt you down as well as burn you in ashes.

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When everything has already been destroyed by him with his own hands will he be able to regain the love of her. 
Will they reunite again after ages or destiny has different plans?
What was the reason for the destruction of their happily ever after ?

Join in their journey to know the war within them the war for love for survival THE WAR OF FAITH...

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Tropes 

Second chance
Obsessed ML
Strong FL
Dark
Past trauma
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