Whispers of the underworld
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Eclipsed Hearts by EkanshTyagi7
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A beauty indeed, for that moment the window had turned into a painting ,whatever was on the other side it was more than enough to please ones eyes, the portrait smiled and her rounded eyes came to life, brushing her darkened hair the wind rustling between her curls, mesmerised, praising the creater of such art. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° You are me in black and white, my sun during the night, I provide light, you give shade to their fright I shine with might, It's your gradience that glows bright. For they talk of the sun without its moon, Hence we meet through the windows of this room. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° Glimmering like an emblem at the peak of this world, Suraj and Chandra collided, pale and cold yet full of care, unknown of what had to come, reaching unattainable heights of affection, inflicting the fire that has been long left untouched, inflicting the unattended feelings. Until one stimulus had left both the hearts engulfed by demeaning shadows, Tam had become the ultimate image of darkness alongside his dark past. If it weren't for Tam they'd become the perfect definition of love but dare I say no relation be, like that of Suraj and Chandra, scavenging deeper in the depths of lone, scraping onto the hollow heart, a tale that shall pierce right through one's soul. Would Suraj or Chandra ever shine? Would this eclipse ever escape their mind? Suraj (☀️- SUN) Chandra (🌙- MOON) Tam (⚫-DARKNESS)
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In the seedy underbelly of the city, where loyalty is a currency and shadows weave their own rules, Kyle Brody and Daisha Rynn once shared secrets. Childhood friends turned divergent paths: Kyle, the incorruptible FBI agent, and Daisha, the cunning mastermind of the underground. But fate has a wicked sense of irony. When a lead draws Kyle to the heart of darkness, he bursts through a door, pistol in hand, ready to confront a criminal. Only, the criminal isn't some low-level thug-it's Daisha herself, perched upon a throne of power, her eyes as calculating as the diamonds in her crown. Daisha's empire stretches beyond crime; it's a web of secrets, alliances, and whispered allegiances. And Kyle? He's torn between duty and nostalgia, between the badge on his chest and the memories etched in his heart. As they lock eyes-best friends turned adversaries-the city trembles. The underworld holds its breath. And the throne of shadows awaits its true ruler.