Broken Soul : A Soul Who lost Everything
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  • Parts 7
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  • Reads 301
  • Votes 35
  • Parts 7
  • Time 45m
Ongoing, First published Dec 11
Mature
7 new parts
Warning: This story contains themes of abuse and trauma that may be disturbing to some readers.!!!!

Rajat, the fearless commander-in-chief of an Indian kingdom, never imagined that saving a stranger would change his life. When he rescues Kavya from a violent chase, he learns the shocking truth-she was sold to a brothel by her own father. Abused and shattered, Kavya has lost all hope and trust in the world. Terrified of men and the past that haunts her, she feels trapped in a life she never chose. Rajat, moved by her pain, vows to give her a fresh start and a home where she can heal. As they journey together, a tender love slowly begins to grow, despite the darkness of her past. Will Rajat's protection be enough to help Kavya rebuild her life, or will the weight of her trauma tear them apart?

Teaser:

Rajat gently asked, "Where is your home, Kavya? Let me take you there."

Tears streamed down her face as she cried, "I don't have a home... My father sold me. How can I live in a world after what they did to me ?" Overwhelmed by despair, she ran toward the river, ready to end it all.

Rajat rushed to her, stopping her just before she could jump. With a swift motion, he cut his thumb with his sword and placed the blood into her hair partition. "Now you have a home," he whispered.
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23 parts Ongoing

This was my first time. I patiently waited for the man Dua Begum told me would be my first to bed with. After starting to bleed two years ago, my stepmother left me at a pleasure house when my father abandoned us. Since then, I've accepted the pleasure house as my new home. He walked in a black Kurta with subtle green eyes and a deep voice. The moment he asked my name and age and then proposed to me for the wedding, I fell in love. There was no denying it. I was just fifteen, and he was nineteen. But, ever since the night of our wedding, he has not come back to take me with him to his home. He left me alone, stranded, burning for him. I did not know who he was. What did he do? All I knew was that he was the soul of my World. My Jaan-e-Jahan. Seven years later, he came back as a storm in my life. As Sultan Rehman Sulaiman. The son of the man who took everything from my family, even before my birth. The reason I ended up in the Pleasure House in the first place. But my love for my husband, the Sultan, is bigger than the mountains, deeper than the oceans, and wider than the skies, even though he is himself a Mountain, impossible to move, an ocean, scaring people to stay away, and a wide sky, impossible to reach. Discipline is everything for him. He is full of love and respect for his family but equally heartless and dangerous toward those who cross him. And, in all of this, I entered his life as a burning flame, a tiny candle's flame, dancing for his attention, crying for his affection, and dying for his love. Until he killed my only loved one. My love died. And, his never bloomed. I was once a bud, unbloomed Rose, who opened my deep red petals for him, and he turned them black, leaving me forgotten inside the dying pages. Was I always forgotten for him? Did he never consider me anything more than a mere responsibility? Will I always be remembered as Bride of Sultan ~ The Forgotten Rose? Mature Content!!! @Copyright 2025