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Ocean Orbs

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Reads 90
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Parts 11
Time 1h 22m

He was the silent prince of her chaos. She was the unexpected melody in his mute life.

She fell for the eyes he desperately hid. He loved the girl who didn't know his identity.To her, they were the calm ocean amidst the chaos. To him, they were a painful mistake.

A tragic marriage history of her sister made her hate love. Engineering success was her only future. Expectations bound her. 
 
A scholar who was tired of speaking. A prince who was unable to speak.

Their silent gaze made them want to speak again.
Their shared silence became their only connection.


Her voice was ignored. His was broken. The only thing louder than their silence was the truth behind their unspoken stare. 


She chose silence because no one listened. He chose silence because he lost his voice. Could they hear the truth in each other's eyes?All Rights Reserved

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The torches along the passage hissed in the wind. She turned from him, the rustle of her silk echoing louder than any sword-drawn threat he had ever faced. He did not move at first. Her steps echoed down the corridor, every sound a declaration that she would not turn back. Then his hand found hers-only for a heartbeat, but it was enough. The air between them stilled, thick with the pull neither of them had words for. She drew in a breath to speak, to command distance again, but he moved closer instead, the space narrowing until the cold marble at her back caught the edge of her veil. His voice dropped, not harsh but heavy with the weight of what he had never learned to say. "हमें क्षमा कर दीजिए," he said, each word measured. "नफ़रत निभाना आसान था... मगर यह खामोशी-यह हमें अंदर से तोड़ रही है।" He who had never knelt to kings or storms now found himself humbled before the woman he once called enemy.

THE SHADOWS OF ILLUSIONS by TheTalesLive

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The Space Between Our Lines by sevenwrites_

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The Devil's Crybaby by Alywinter

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शिवरुद्रिका: Eternal balance

The torches along the passage hissed in the wind. She turned from him, the rustle of her silk echoing louder than any sword-drawn threat he had ever faced. He did not move at first. Her steps echoed down the corridor, every sound a declaration that she would not turn back. Then his hand found hers-only for a heartbeat, but it was enough. The air between them stilled, thick with the pull neither of them had words for. She drew in a breath to speak, to command distance again, but he moved closer instead, the space narrowing until the cold marble at her back caught the edge of her veil. His voice dropped, not harsh but heavy with the weight of what he had never learned to say. "हमें क्षमा कर दीजिए," he said, each word measured. "नफ़रत निभाना आसान था... मगर यह खामोशी-यह हमें अंदर से तोड़ रही है।" He who had never knelt to kings or storms now found himself humbled before the woman he once called enemy.