13 blood men
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Hello!!! from Anusha. I wrote this story two years back when I was 12 years old.and my story .....
It is not made specifically for any particular age but it would tickle the sentiments of all; through the entire journey by twists and turns of the tragedy occurring. It gives adumbrate events in life of characters portrayed on this acerbic canvas of truth. you'll be able to connect to the emotional phases in particular lives, of those who went through fallacious treatment and have inspirationally overcome their earlier pallid life. And stepped out protesting dominance, and refused to be a colony of some superior power. hence made a way off the sheep herd, they built the personality able to get into center of attention and influence lame sheep's life and later made there idol self to struggle and succeed the game we call "life"
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His words crash over me, relentless and heavy. I feel my knees shake, but I refuse to let him see me crumble. "You left me, Ayaan," I manage to choke out, my voice defiant despite the fear creeping into my chest. "You lost everything when you walked away. Don't you dare come back, claiming me now.", "I'm not yours. I never will be. You have no right to decide for me. I will marry Vihaan, and you..." I jabbed a finger into his chest. "You have no place in my life anymore, Ayaan Malhotra" His lips curl into a twisted, dark smile. There's no warmth in it-only possession, and something far darker beneath. He leaned in, his lips brushing my ear as he whispered, "If you marry him, I'll kill him, Purvi. I'll rip him apart with my bare hands, and it will be your fault. All your fucking fault. Will you make me do that?" ----------------------------------------- Ayaan Malhotra✨ ~"You can hate me with every breath, but it won't change a thing, Purvi. You're mine, and I'll rewrite fate itself to keep you. No force on earth can take you away from me now." Purvi Agarwal🪷 ~"The pain you caused still lingers, Ayaan, and all I can do now is hate you for it." ----------------------------------------- She loved him with every breath, every heartbeat-until he crushed her without mercy. Years later, fate brings them back together. But where love once bloomed, only hatred remains in her heart. And in his? An obsession that refuses to die. He wants to claim her. She wants to escape. Will she break free, or will the past pull her back into his grasp? Read on to uncover a story of love, destruction, and the battle between a shattered heart and an unrelenting desire. ------------------- Ceo X Fashion designer Brother's bestfriend
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