🥀Tormented destiny🥀

🥀Tormented destiny🥀

  • WpView
    Reads 183
  • WpVote
    Votes 71
  • WpPart
    Parts 7
WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing49m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jul 24, 2026
Mumbai which is known for bollywood, bustle Streets, famous celebrity and influencer but there is something hidden under the city. A mafia world which is filled With ruthless people, where guns talk Instead of mouth. A year ago, in the mafia world, a mafia queen entered and turned the mafia world upside down with her cruelty, Everyone started talking about her in the mafia world. No one knows about her identity, no one sees her face except one person, her left hand who knows her every secret. On the other side of the Mafia world which is run by ranvijay shekhawat ten mafia men work under him, her daughter anaya shekhawat. She is the lovely daughter of her father and very sweet to everyone. she gets what she wished from childhood but is not stubborn and not fearless like her father. Viansh oberoi was a ruthless young mafia his father is a friend of ranvijay shekhawat. Anya and Viansh were friends from childhood. Their family is very close. Veeryan roy a very handsome popular singer, a crush and dream boy of every girl. He enjoys being in his singing world and loves family most. How their destiny is connected to each other how they meet, what brings entry of them in each other's life. Or is it a story related to their hidden past. And whose destiny will be tormented? Who suffers more in this all.......
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Poetries :)
  • Against Fate
  • TWO HEARTS:One War
  • Padma-iva-shuchi
  • 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝔂
  • Our lost love
  • 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐔𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐙  (���𝙳𝚄𝙴𝚃 1)
  • 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐎𝐌
  • "Ride or Die: The Genesis of Monsters"
  • Agni sakshi : where we burned, we bloomed

it's a short poem...A soul wrapped in silence, hiding storms beneath soft smiles. Behind the perfection they see... a war no one notices. A poem for the unheard. A voice for the unseen.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines