His Only Devotion:A Tale of War and Love
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Last published Fri, Aug 7, 2026
Akshit Singh Rathod and Kavya Malhotra two souls doesn't believe in love after their past. Years later Kavya is still running from the past given by him and after eight years he returns again to avenge her.
Once he was her home but now her worst nightmare. And once she was his beautiful dream but now his worst reality.
Will his plan works???
Or
Fate is having another plans for them.
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