Apsara (Heavenly nymph)
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Anokhi...an 18 years old girl who possess the beauty of a nymph. She was living a happy life with her mother and stepfather but seems like someone has cast an evil eye on Anokhi's little happy family. She lost her everything just within a single day. Her mother, stepfather who loved her like his own child ,both of them were snatched away from the innocent Anokhi , leaving her alone in the clutcher of an evil ,Who is none other than her step uncle .
Will Anokhi fight for her justice and rights or will be forever stuck in this nightmare?
Disclaimer: This story contains rape scenes and few abuse scenes so if you're not comfortable reading it then please don't read , this is not a love story. Also English isn't my first language , so you may see lot of grammatical errors. Please ignore them . I hope you all will enjoy the story. Thank you!
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