REDAMANCY
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Romance
Shanaya Bharadwaj is as innocent , kind and beautiful as Cinderella.... whereas Damien Blackwell is the hot , naughty Greek God who can make any girl swoon over him . They had many opposite thoughts , a few things in commom , but they both are very insecure in their own ways...!! Damien is slowly giving up on the past of his childhood and trying to enjoy life to it's fullest and Shanaya is digesting the bitter truth which constantly reminds her of her insecurities and the absence of a person to love in her life... When these two asteroids invade each other's orbitals accidentally , leaving behind a profound impact , causing the empty space around them to glitter with the newfound happiness , every touch between them filled with sparks and waves of lust overlapping them and when they are on the verge of creating their own green earth, everything crashes down... Her life gets tainted and scarred , the dreadful event that should not occur in any girl's life almost happens to her...so , will she let Damien change her and enjoys her life irrespective of her past ....or will she run away being a coward ??? To know where this scarred , shocking , tempting and romantic path leads to...continue reading " REDAMANCY....!!"
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"I want to defile you, destroy you, corrupt you in the most sinfully beautiful way. Break you until you're completely mine." "And then?" "Then I'll piece you back together, of course." He took another step in her direction, closing the distance between them. "Love can be holy." He said but the look in his eyes promised anything but. "It can be kind and gentle. It can be the flutter inside your chest when you feel someone touch you, the blush staining your cheeks when someone brushes his knuckles over them." To prove his point further, he took his knuckles and brushed them over her sharp jawline, all the way to her lightly dusted cheeks and sharp cheekbones. "However, love can also be vile. Dark and all-consuming. The kind of love that makes you want to fall to your knees and let it destroy you." He let his palm rest on her soft skin and felt the warmth she provided so carelessly travel to him. "That's all I can offer you." Nathaniel Russ is a man devoid of passion. Cold, stern, a tragedy with skin. A wreckage just seconds before the crash. A writer. He spends countless hours teaching philosophy at the local university, waiting for something to make the words crawl out of him with the same vigorous appetite they once did. And he finds it, at the most unexpected moment. Guinevere Westbrook is a woman haunted by the sins of her past. And she just happens to be the muse he had been waiting for, even though she refuses to accept it. So, he orchestrates a game meant for two. A game. That's all it was. Until it wasn't. Adult themes, proceed with caution. All images belong to their respective owners. Source: Pinterest.

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