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#MissionDesi Contests is started to involve and distinguish talented writers. Every month, there will be a new challenge/contest being held. To participate, simply add the hashtag #MissionDesi and the hashtag of the contest to your story. More information will be provided in a separate chapter for every contest. If you still have any questions, feel free to leave your questions in the comments or even contact us personally.
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MINORS AND COPYCAT AUTHORS STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY BOOK. --- AYDEN RAI SINGHANIYA - To the curious little thing holding this book... You came here for a love story? Baby, you opened the wrong fucking book. This isn't about sweet kisses or candlelit promises. This is about me pinning her down when she moaned my name like a prayer and a curse. It's about her tears drying on my tongue. It's about the way she said no with her lips, but yes with her thighs. I stole her. Broke her. Fucked her until she forgot what freedom felt like. And you'll hate me for it. But keep reading... Because by the time you reach the end, you'll wish I'd chained you instead. --- AENI OBEROI- To the girl who thinks she wouldn't fall... He didn't ask. He didn't knock. He came in like a storm and ruined me with his touch. I said no. I screamed. I bled. But my body betrayed me. Again. And again. And again. Now, when he's gone, I ache. When he's near, I burn. You'll judge me. You'll call me weak. But wait till he touches you with those hands that destroy and worship at the same time. Then come back... And tell me you wouldn't crawl back to your cage too. --- 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬.

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