Ival_Nidhi_Writes

First chpater of "The Priest's Widow" is out now
          	
          	https://www.wattpad.com/1652834575-the-priest%27s-widow-i-was-the-body

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Just like my heart, the rain drenched the ground of the path my feet were dragged along.
          
          He walked in, he who always held his eyes directly on me, those soft eyes that held the hardness of something, and he leaned down to me slowly, meeting my eyes once again.
          
          Then he reached and took hold of his thread that ran across his upper body. The sacred thread, the one thing on a Brahmin's body that says what he is, that no man on that street would give up for anything in this world, and he snapped it, the thread mixed with turmeric and kumkum, still warm from lying against his skin. And he leaned in and knotted it around my neck. On a widow's neck.
          
          The first colour anybody had allowed on my body since my husband passed away, and it came from a man who had just torn it out of his own religion.
          
          "She is mine now," he said. "Touch her and answer to the God you came here to pray to."
          
          He put his hand under my arm and lifted, and I came up off that floor like I weighed nothing. And I felt it.
          
          The shaking. All the way down his arm and into me, where nobody else could see.
          
          A man with God behind him does not shake.
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          Will he protect her, or was she only ever his cover?
          Will she survive the truth about what he really is?
          Or will they ruin each other before the town gets the chance?
          
          New story just dropped!! Check it out!!!
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/415261403-the-priest%27s-widow

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 ANNOUNCEMENT
          
          Something has been living in my drafts for years.
          
          You've read my stories here. You've loved the angst and the poetry and the love that aches. But you only ever got the version I allowed myself to publish.
          
          There is another version. She writes darker, rawer. She doesn't fade to black. She doesn't apologise for the mess her characters make of each other's bodies and bedsheets. She writes desire tender and filthy in the same breath.
          
          I kept her locked for so long in my drafts for years because I was afraid of what you'd think. I'm not afraid anymore.
          
          Introducing "theliteraryleela", my 18+ dark romance alter ego.
          
          Same voice but with zero limits.
          
           Wattpad: @theliteraryleela 
           Instagram: @theliteraryleela
          
          First story dropping soon. ❤️❤️
          
          Every leela has a chapter they don't read in temples.
          
           This is that chapter.
          
          - Ival Nidhi Writes / The Literary Leela

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