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Ongoing, First published Sep 27
Mature
He never wanted a second chance at marriage.
She never expected to be anyone's bride.

Hardik Gill is a man with no space left in his heart. At twenty-seven, he has everything-power, wealth, respect-but love died with his wife, Arya. Now the only reason he's Alive  is his daughter, Riddya... a little girl who deserves the warmth he can no longer give.

Raaya Rana knows what it means to grow up without a mother. At twenty-one, she has dreams of her own, but none of them included standing beside a man who looks at her as though she doesn't belong.

 Two broken souls. One unspoken bond. When Raaya Rana crosses paths with Hardik Gill, life doesn't hand them love-it hands them fire, silence, and an unshakable pull. Their story isn't about falling fast... it's about burning slow, tangled in fate itself. 

Raaya & Hardik's journey in Tangled Fates isn't just another love story-it's a slow-burn rollercoaster of emotions, heartbreak, and unexpected bonds.

I promise, every chapter will take you deeper into their tangled hearts. 💔🔥
So don't just stop by-hook yourself to this ride and stay with me till the very end. 🥀
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