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Last published Mon, May 25, 2026
Kiara Bansal used to believe in love...the kind that felt safe, warm, and forever.
Until one mistake changed everything.
Now, she keeps her distance.
From people. From feelings. From anything that threatens to get too close.
She isn't the same girl anymore.
Love, to her, is no longer something beautiful-just something that leaves.
Rehaan Sharma was never supposed to matter.
But there's something about him... something steady, something patient... that refuses to be ignored.
He doesn't force his way in.
Doesn't try to fix what's broken.
He just stays.
And somehow... that's what makes it harder to walk away.
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FATES INTERWINED
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A innocent yet mischievous girl who is studying in her final year and secretly a author. Her family didn't know that she is a famous writer on booktok, but her younger sister knows. One day her world scattered, when her father invited guest's to fix her marriage. With, the CM of there state, he is the first young minister and her father was very proud on him that he said yes for the marriage without asking her will. But on the other hand, she hates politics and lies. So she starts writing journal about the 'politics lies'. Her husband didn't know, that his wife is a writer. Let's get to know about them more in the story.
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