SHIVAKSH: The Unseen Love
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Last published Sun, Mar 2, 2025
In the majestic kingdom of Shivgadh, Prince Rudraksh embarks on a daring secret mission to the neighboring fort of Suryagadh. With his bravery and wit, he navigates the complexities of the royal world, all while keeping his true identity hidden.
It's there that he meets Shivanya, a beautiful and kind-hearted young woman who has always held the royal family in high esteem. Unbeknownst to Rudraksh, Shivanya has grown up idolizing him, and her love and respect for him only deepen as she gets to know the mysterious stranger.
As they spend more time together, Shivanya finds herself falling deeply in love with Rudraksh without realizing his true identity. But when the truth finally comes to light, will their love be strong enough to overcome the challenges that come with it? Will Shivanya be able to reconcile her love for the prince with the reality of his royal responsibilities?
What has just happened? I... mean his... Rudreshwara (lord Shiva) he stole my first kiss
Meanwhile, her mind-when his lips landed on your lip, the shiver ran down your spine, your back took an arc, and your lips froze with the sudden jolt. Forget about the lips; your whole body was frozen like he had full control of your body. You were surely enjoying it, wasn't it?
"That first kiss was like magic Rudra, a moment where time stood still. It was the perfect blend of excitement and tenderness, a feeling that you will never forget. Her lips were soft and inviting, and in that instant, everything else faded away, leaving just you both and the pure connection you shared. It was beautiful, and I think you can't wait to share more moments like that with her in the future" His mind to him
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