Finally Found You, My Happiness

Finally Found You, My Happiness

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Ashi, an orphan adopted by an Indian family, left for Canada after completing her 12th grade, primarily for her studies and the freedom it offered. She is the kind of girl who has no drama in her life, but adds a little life to her drama. This story has sweet romance, pampering and understanding family. Who wants something dramatic and lots of drama then this is made for you. And as I don't have any relationship experience I can only try to make it to your liking. My only reason for writing this book is to show what a happy life looks like according to me 😁💕
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"He is the only man who has the right to look at her while she is the only woman he'll allow himself to look at." *** In the heart of two ancient kingdoms, bound by tradition and divinity, lived two souls destined to cross paths. Aadhya Shigh Ranawat Princess of Kashi-the sacred land of Lord Shiva. Grace flowed in her every gesture, as though the river Ganga herself had blessed her existence. A devotee of the Mahadev she worshipped daily, Aadhya carried in her eyes the calm strength of the Himalayas and in her voice the softness of a morning prayer. Strong-willed yet gentle, well-mannered yet unafraid of truth, she was a rare blend of fire and serenity. Her faith was her armor, her compassion her crown. Shashwat Pratap Kashyap Prince of Jaipur-the desert jewel of Rajasthan. Tall, broad-shouldered, with a face that seemed carved by destiny itself, he carried the dangerous beauty of a warrior but the innocence of a boy untouched by worldly vices. A shadow of the past lingered in his heart, shaping him into a man who knew little of intimacy, for life had taught him restraint before it taught him love. Raised with discipline, shielded by tradition, he believed that to touch a woman was ungentlemanly and improper of his upbringing. And so, despite his charm, his soul remained unawakened, waiting-perhaps-for someone who could unravel it. He was Shashwat-everlasting, enduring, like time itself. She was Aadhya-the first, the beginning, like creation itself. Two names, two meanings. Two destinies, soon to intertwine. ***

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