Arav_ki_Pransakhi

Hieeee... Mohtarma
          Updates kahan hai!!!???

yourfucking_queen

@Arav_ki_Pransakhi  kya karre abb hamari zindagi mai koi shashwat Reyansh nirmay akshat Akash nhi hai na 
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Arav_ki_Pransakhi

@yourfucking_queen Wohi to..... Aur aage bhi milne se raha (sad loif ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ)
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yourfucking_queen

@Arav_ki_Pransakhi abhi toh ek hii update chal raha hai late night assignments periods and my dear black coffee and trust me I miss my 9th class and 11th mai aate aate zindagi barbad hogia wali feel aa rahi hai  upar se future plans toh dekho mere i wanna be a psychologist and now I need a psychologist  and trust me pcmb lene ke baad baby don't take psychology Zindagi barbaad ho jayegi 
            Baas yehi hai meri zindagi ki update darling  
            Aur kuch shyaari 
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itssdtverse

Hey there,
          
          I’ve just started my first story, and it’s really close to my heart. I would be grateful for your support as I take this step into writing.
          
          The story follows these tropes and themes:
          Mafia ×Sunshine 
          Arranged/Forced Marriage
          Enemies to aching lovers
          Divine narration (Mahadev–Parvati perspective)
          Poetic tragedy, power, and softness
          Rebirth, revenge & redemption
          Devotion meets destruction
          
          Description
          
          "Not every love is meant to survive. but some meant to return "
          
          Rudraansh Singh Ranawat  : Cold-blooded. Calculated. Cruel.The sole heir of the Ranawat empire—its mafia throne and global business crown.Born of royalty, raised in ruin.A man who commands with silence and kills with precision.His name is whispered like a warning, feared across borders and boardrooms alike.Emotions? He buried them with the ashes of his past.And love? That's a wound he refuses to bleed from again.
          
          Sharvani Mishra : Soft-hearted. Spiritually anchored.A girl from Prayagraj who prays at dawn and smiles at strangers.A devotee of Mahadev, raised by rituals and silences,She believes in the sacred over the selfish,And love? For her, it's not a thrill. It's a form of worship.
          
          She lives by faith.He lives for vengeance.
          He was forged in fury.She was shaped by surrender.
          
          He builds empires from fear.She believes in saving legacies with compassion.
          He doesn't kneel before gods. She lives in their shadow.
          
          But when fate threads their paths in red,not for love—but for a promise neither of them made...Will blood and prayer bind them—or destroy them?
          
          Some stories are written in ink . Their's was craved in fire 
          
          Your feedback and encouragement will mean a lot to me. I hope you’ll join me in this journey.
          
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/397692295-tied-in-red