Bruised Hearts

Bruised Hearts

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jul 27, 2026
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Fiction
Romance
Dark Romance
Erotica
First Love
"If I show you my scars, Will you still want me?" "Show me yours and I'll show you mine." In a quiet hilly town takes birth the story of two people with scratched skin and broken hands. Aarohi, the eldest sister, stitching together a life of bitter softness with ink, espresso and animals. Ragbir, hooded eyes, bruised hands, and a past that follows too closely, living in the rush of bike engines and echoes of the ring. It was never written for them, Until one rainy night -he crashes into her life. And some collisions don't just leave impact. They transform. Between coffee, chaos, and convos left unfinished, something begins to grow. Like the broken was finally healing. In the valleys of Dehradun, Are you ready to watch it unfold?
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❝ He didn't knock. He just came... with blood on his hands and my name on his tongue. ❞ . . Naira was never meant for soft love. She paints in silence, hides her scars under long sleeves, and lives each day pretending she's normal. Until the night a man followed her down a dark alley... And another man tore him apart to save her. Kian. Mysterious. Possessive. Dangerous. With eyes that promise pleasure, hands that deliver pain, and a smile that looks like sin. He doesn't ask permission. He doesn't need to. Because now, she belongs to him. Bodies begin to drop. Secrets unravel. And Naira finds herself spiraling deeper into a world of bloodstained love and intoxicating madness - where pain feels like passion, and monsters wear the face of desire. But loving Kian comes at a cost. And some obsessions... are written in red. ________________________________________ If he's a monster, then why does her soul feel safest in his arms? And if this is love... why does it taste like ruin? . . Read only if you can survive the dark. 18+ | TRIGGER WARNING: Violence, trauma, obsession, erotica, mental themes

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