Pelukis Austria

Pelukis Austria

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20th Century
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Sebuah kecelakaan sepeda motor membuat Akbar tewas seketika. Namun alih-alih beristirahat dengan nyaman, ia malah terlempar ke dalam tubuh seorang mahasiswa seni lukis di Akademie der Bildenden Künste Wien, Austria bernama Hermann Georg Lichtzsche. Tidak sampai di situ, dosen seni yang mengajar saat itu adalah sosok yang sangat ditakuti oleh umat manusia; Adolf Hitler. Tanpa mengetahui teknik melukis, ia harus berjuang sendiri di tengah intrik akademis, hiruk-pikuk bangsawan Eropa, hingga manipulasi keluarga pengendali pasar seni di Wina. Beruntungnya, ketika memegang kuas, jemari Hermann memiliki ingatan pelukis ulung. Akankah Akbar bertahan hidup di dunia yang asing tersebut, ketika lukisannya mulai menarik perhatian sang dosen yang eksentrik?
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In the brutal 15th century, where empires rose and fell on blood-soaked sands, an enmity demanded a merciless price. Agnijeet, the ruthless Rana of Mewar. He was carved from iron, reeking of war, and driven by a thirst of enimy's blood. He takes what he wants and crushes what stands in his way. Amidst the chaos of the battlefield, as blood rained over sword and shield, his lethal trajectory collided with a sudden web of cunning deceit and a captivating pair of green eyes. When the dust of that violent siege settles, he claims a war bride. She is dragged into his world of grand palaces and lethal shadows. With striking green eyes and a mind steeped in subtle deception, she is far more than a helpless captive. She carries dark secrets that could burn Mewar to ash, playing a dangerous game of power, hunger, and forbidden temptations beneath her veils. "Shohar? Kis baat ke shohar? Kis haq ki begum?" Dilshana's voice rang clear and fierce. "Hum is zabardasti ke rishte ko, is shadi ko sire se kharij karte hain! Na yeh magroor sipahsalar humare shohar hain, aur na hum inki begam! Jahan rishte zor-zabardasti aur lahu ki pyas par bandhe jayein, wahan sirf nafrat paida hoti hai. Hum is Iblis ko apna shohar kabhi nahi maanenge!" (Husband? Husband by what right? Wife by what right? I reject this forced relationship, this marriage completely! Neither is this arrogant commander my husband, nor am I his wife! Where relationships are tied by force and bloodlust, only hatred is born. I will never accept this devil as my husband!) Their marriage is a battlefield of powerplays and dark desire. As the lines between cold hatred and searing passion begin to blur in the quiet hours of the night, a far more dangerous question emerges. In a world built on deceit, betrayal, and relentless bloodshed, can two sworn enemies ever find true love, or will they simply destroy each other in the fire of their own vows?

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