My Sweet Romeo

My Sweet Romeo

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ENTER IF YOU DARE Dear darling, This is not a fairytale. There are no princes in shining armor, no perfect love stories, and certainly no happy endings handed out for free. This story explores obsession disguised as devotion, temptation disguised as love, and feelings that should have never existed in the first place. Some lines were meant to stay uncrossed. Some hearts were never meant to fall. And yet they do. If you're looking for a sweet and innocent romance, this is your chance to leave. But if you're willing to lose sleep, question your morals, fall for flawed characters, and dive headfirst into a love that was never supposed to happen... Then step inside. The door is open. Just don't blame me when you can't find your way back out.
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[PARTITION ROMANCE] 18+ She is a mute. He is a politician. And 1947 is burning around them. After surviving a brutal assault and losing her only family, Vrishty, a voiceless Hindu girl, is left alone in a town tearing itself apart. Hunted by the man who first claimed her, she hides in silence, until Meer, an emerging Muslim politician, becomes the only barrier between her and the chaos outside. Bound by guilt and an unexpected pull, Meer begins to realise his vicinity with the girl. But the nation which divided amongst the communal hate, will it be able to save these burning interfaith hearts, alive? __________________________ "In Islam" he continued quietly. "You cannot marry unless both agree... and unless both are Muslim" His expression twisted, a deep aching conflict. I shook my head, looking at him. As if almost pleading him. Noo...please....

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