The Bleeding Bride

The Bleeding Bride

Season 2 of 2
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𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ᴛʀɪsʜɴᴀ x ᴅᴇᴠᴀɴsʜ ━━━𓆩♡𓆪━━━━━━━━ "𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐬. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠." My husband forgot me. And I shattered. He looked into my eyes as if I was a stranger. It said he didn't remember me. Didn't remember what we shared. But the moment we lost our daughter, He came back. Not like a husband. But like something reborn through fire and blood. I asked him for revenge. He painted justice in red. Now he watches me sleep like I'm the last fragile thing he hasn't shattered. He doesn't touch me out of desire-he worships me out of obsession. Every kiss is an apology. Every breath, a quiet war. And I think somewhere in all this, I stopped being his wife... and became his reason to destroy everything else. He never raised his voice. He never begged. He just stayed. Close. Still. Dangerous with his charming smiles. Some cages didn't need locks. Just love twisted wrong. And some monsters didn't chase their prey. They wrapped themselves in tenderness to make sure the outside world felt too scary to run-My husband was one of them. || 𝐀 𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ||
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Cursed Fate Series

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    64 parts
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I was only nine when my life changed forever. I was sold like an object; all of my cries were ignored as if they meant nothing. I meant nothing. That night, I learned that in this world, I had no value -- not as a child and not as human as well. So, I learned to survive on my own. Later years were even cruel. I was sold and tossed from one hand to another. I was taught to obey, to smile when I wanted to cry, to bury my pain deep inside. Love? Happiness? Those were words that didn't exist in my world. All I knew was how to survive. And when I lost all of my hopes of survival as well, he came. He didn't just look at me, he saw me. He made me feel something I never felt before. I saw a spark of hope in him, but hope is dangerous. I am dangerous and not something meant for love. I want him to stay away from me because I don't want him to burn with me in the same fire. I need him to stop and save himself from this forbidden love. I can never be his and person like him are not meant to be mine. I am Sandhya and this is my story of Love and Freedom from those who call themselves my master.

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