Enchanted TWIST

Enchanted TWIST

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, May 19, 2026
• Book «1» in Enchanted series ♤ Aahana Rathore: never believed in love that felt like a cage-especially when her own father decided to trade her freedom for security by arranging her marriage to a man old enough to be her grandfather. When she overhears the truth, she runs away, heartbroken and furious-only to cross paths with a stranger who was running from his own forced fate. Utkarsh Singh: doesn't believe in marriage. She doesn't believe in control. So when an accident ties them together, he makes her a dangerous offer: a contract marriage-no love, no expectations, just a temporary escape. For Ahana, it's the only way out. For him, it's just a deal. But contracts are easy to sign... Feelings aren't.
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ENCHANTED SERIES

  • 10 parts
  • Enchanted HATE
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