junoon - the desperation of love...
- LETTURE 150
- Voti 8
- Parti 12
oh to be loved by someone...
not your "an innocent girl falls for a bad boy" type
Kairav, the campus playboy, takes on a dare to make her fall for him. To him, she's just another game. To her, he's just another smile she doesn't believe in.
Abhyanshi came to Banaras to chase her dream of becoming a lawyer-cheerful, kind, and the kind of girl everyone believes they understand. But what they see is only half the truth
she was the sunshine..but sometimes the brightest lights can hide the deepest shadows...
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𝗦𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗔: 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗥𝗲𝗹𝘂𝗰𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗕𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗲
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𝐑𝐔𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐘𝐀𝐓
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𝓡𝓪𝓷𝓳𝓱𝓪 𝓣𝓮𝓻𝓪 [ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒉𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒒 ]
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Undeniable Vows
First part of the Story : They were childhood best friends - two halves of the same soul, growing up side by side, laughing through scraped knees and stolen glances. He's been in love with her for the last four years, hiding it behind playful teasing and protective silences. To him, she never felt the same. She never looked at him that way. What he doesn't know is... she does. She has. For the last two years, her heart has been his - quietly, completely, hopelessly. Neither of them dared to speak the truth, afraid of ruining the one thing they both held closest: each other. But feelings like these don't stay buried forever. And when fate begins to pull them apart, unspoken love might be the one thing that can finally bring them together... or break them completely. Tropes: Childhood Best Friends Mutual Pining Slow Burn Unspoken Feelings Heartfelt Angst Friends to Lovers Touch him and die. --- Second Part of the Story :He fell first-with every sarcastic comeback, every stolen glance, every argument that left her breathless. But she? She swore she wouldn't. Couldn't. Not after what love had already cost her. He was chaos in sneakers. She was walls wrapped in silence. He wanted her laughter. She fought to stay distant. But emotions don't ask for permission. She didn't want to fall... Yet somehow, she did. And when she did-she fell harder. A slow-burn enemies-to-lovers story where love isn't just found... it's fought for. There are three main leads two stories but only two will be paired. Tropes: Business partners He fell first She fell harder Slowburn Touch her and I'll break your neck Enemies to lovers desi x videshi --
"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .
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