Let's call her Ira Kaelani .She writes like a prayer and punishes like a curse.
She'll make you feel seen, wanted,even safe.
And just when your heart is hers... she'll twist the knife, slow.
Every word a trap. Every story a game you never asked to play.
This isn't love. This is ownership. This is The Sacred Games.
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Stories by thesacredgames
- 2 Published Stories
Gulmohar Eyes
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Year: 2007
Location: Thane district, Maharashtra
,a quiet middle-class colony tucked between old banyan tree...
Velvet Chains
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He walks into her world like he owns it..sharp suit, sharper smile, and eyes that hold secrets darker than he...