Named you Ruin

Named you Ruin

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I loved you like silence loves the storm - without warning, without end. I gave you what no crown could hold - my breath, my blood, my name. You smiled, not knowing the empire beneath your feet was mine and yours and breaking. They will ask why I chose you. I'll only say: because I did. And then, I named you ruin.
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Slow Burn | Forbidden Love | top×top A dynasty carved in silence. A forest that keeps secrets. A child who was sent away... And one who stayed to rule it all. They cross paths after fourteen years- not to heal, but to haunt. To ruin what's left of each other's sanity. To pull each other back into the fire they once crawled out of. This isn't reunion. It's ruin in slow motion. A story where love doesn't save- it scars. ---- Kaanch Saikia Crowned at sixteen. A boy buried his heart and soul Beneath an empire. He died the day he sent him away. And in that silence -he rose again. Vaantara didnt make him a king. It made him a weapon. He didn't just rule it,- he became the darkness it learned to worship. He'd rather be hated, even stabbed by his hands- than loved by eyes that still see him as human. And if breaking Kiaan is the only way to be unloved- then so be it. His hands are stained, bloody, trembling, armed. Never pure enough to hold Kiaan's hands with love. ---- Kiaan They sent him away at eleven- Sent to serve God in silence and scripture- but his heart bowed only to him. And now he's back, no longer a child, but a Wicked in want. He didn't want heaven. He wanted to kneel at Kaanch Saikia's feet. To serve him like a master, to love him like a sin. Will his God ever accept a love like He'll bow- He'll break every rule, cross every line- Just to make Kaanch his ---- It's not a soft romance. It's a war of devotion - where neither surrenders yet both are wounded. Power plays. Silences filled with emotion. One resisting. One refusing to leave. ___ And somehow, in that chaos, they become the only thing each other truly has.

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