Raahi ✔
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Laxmi finds herself married to a man she was never supposed to marry. A man who looks at her like she stole something from him. But somewhere between hatred and destiny... she might just find her home. After all, every raahi eventually finds a place to stop.
Tropes :
• Erotic Dark Romance
• Desi village romance
• Touch Her and Die
• Emotional intemacy / Healing
• Forced Proximity
• Suspense
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Set in the 1980s, in a village where traditions hold more power than dreams. Tara-a young woman trapped by societal expectations, burdened by rejection, and scarred by loss. With nowhere left to turn, she finds herself at the edge of despair, questioning if there's anything left to fight for. Then there's Dhruv-a man who refuses to accept the world's injustices as fate. Practical yet defiant, he challenges the very beliefs that have kept Tara caged. When their paths collide on a fateful night, neither of them realizes that this meeting will change their lives forever. This is their story-a tale of love, defiance, and the struggle to break free from a society that refuses to change. But in a world where rules are set in stone, can love truly rewrite destiny? ☆ Warning - This story explores themes that may be sensitive or uncomfortable for some readers. It is entirely fictional and based on my imagination. Given its setting in the 1980s, in a rural village, certain events may reflect harsh societal realities. Reader discretion is advised.
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