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𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐧 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐚
𝑅𝑎𝑔~𝑟𝑎𝑔 𝑣𝑜ℎ 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑎 𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑀𝑢𝑗ℎ𝑘𝑜 𝑘ℎ𝑢𝑑𝑎𝑦𝑎 𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑈𝑠𝑠𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑎 ~♥︎ 𝐃𝐞𝐲𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐥𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢 , 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 , 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐧. 𝐀𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬. 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚 , 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫. "𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑖𝑡𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑑?" 𝐑𝐡𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐦 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐚 , 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞? 𝐎𝐟𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬. 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚 , 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦. "𝐼𝑡 𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡? 𝑁𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟.
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭
It was the time of the year, when Spring is at its height, bringing about a time of joy, renewal, and love. The Festival of Eros was back, but this time it wasn't just any noblemen looking for a wife, but the Crown Prince of Camelot. The eligible ladies of Eden scramble to enter and only a few candidates will be shortlisted. They must compete against each other to win the affection of Prince Henry before the start of the next Festival. Princess Annabel of the Selia Dynasty Lady Priyanka of the Kisha Dynasty Lady Charlene of the Moonrose Empire Princess Ishani of the Asura Empire Lady Catherine of Haitia Who will win in the race for his heart? ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Co-written with ellinoom Cover, banners and dividers by GirlWithSparkleEye Started: 11.09.23 Published: 04.04.24 Completed: 00.00.00
𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄
𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝑮𝒐𝒅𝒔... 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒎. 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚- 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒂 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒍 𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑰 𝒌𝒆𝒑𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒇 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆💗🪬! 𝑼𝒏𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅, 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏, 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒍𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅. 𝘿𝙚𝙫𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙐𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 - 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅. ~𝑨𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒌𝒂 ✨
Complication and confusion
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Kabir Khan × Aayat Khan They don't fall in love. They compete. For rank. For control. For the invisible edge no one else can see. Two minds sharpened beyond their years. Two egos that do not bend - they calculate. He dismantles with pressure - steady, suffocating, inevitable. She dissects with precision - clean, surgical, merciless. They are deliberate. Not reckless. Just... dangerous. Two minds trained to dismantle. Two egos allergic to surrender. Every debate is a battlefield. Every silence, a loaded weapon. He doesn't lose. She doesn't bow. When they clash, it isn't chemistry. It's collision. Every word is calculated. Every pause strategic. Every move designed to destabilize. She plays cruel - precise, surgical, untouchable. He plays harder - colder, merciless, impossible to outmaneuver. This is not enemies to lovers. This is dominance versus dominance. Ego versus accountability. Power versus truth. ideology versus ideology. Control versus control. Two different philosophies sharpening themselves against each other. Every chapter shifts balance. Every victory carries consequence. Every move feels intentional - even when it isn't. This is SATR - The Game of Veil. Where veil don't hide faces. It hide intentions. Where the real war is never announced. And the smartest player is the one who realizes the board was never neutral. No soft hearts. No predictable arcs. No easy surrender. Only pride. Power. In this game, you're either shaping the outcome- or being shaped by it. Every chapter flips control. Every victory conceals a loss. Every move feels like checkmate - until the next one rewrites the board. _____________________ Stay tuned! Read chapters ,drop ur Views and Vote! Proceed further if u wanna dive in mysteries, unexpected plot twists.
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