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Ridvan directly came to office after confronting her, his mind still echoing with the confrontation he'd just had. He shoved aside any lingering thoughts about her, just like he always did, burying his emotions beneath layers of cold detachment.
I am grateful to all of you for your immense support because when I started this journey I never knew where it would end but your love kept pushing me. Hope you will support me in future too.☺️
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She was never meant to be seen. A fragment of moonlight hidden behind veils of dust, born in silence, raised among whispers that never reached the sky. And yet, fate — cruel and deliberate — placed her before him. He saw her not as a person, but as a commodity. A forbidden desire wrapped in innocence. The more he tried to look away, the deeper he fell into her orbit, like a moth surrendering to the flame that would devour it. There was no name to their relationship, no love between them, only gazes heavy enough to drown in. Her laughter was a hymn; his touch, a curse. And somewhere between the ache of longing and the sin of wanting, love took shape — not pure, not kind, but dark, consuming, eternal. The world would call it wrong. He would call it destiny. And she — she would call it her undoing. Because some stories aren’t written in ink or blood — they are etched like a forbidden sin, and remembered by the scars they leave behind.
A story based on lies, betrayal, greed, selfishness and a war between husband and wife. *********************************** Today I am standing in front of him, holding my head high in pride, it shows how far I come...how much I gained, and I am proud of myself, my journey from being a slave to becoming a Queen succeeded, but how sad it is that I defeated my King. This time the Queen is not in danger but the Queen herself is a danger to her beloved King. ************************************ The story is fictional and it doesn't state any religious fact, be aware before reading it, that I will not tolerate any hate comments against me or my work. The story has a political element but no relation to reality, or negativity against any political leaders. Mature content🔞 kids like me stay away, I am not a kid just joking, 😝
Two Brothers. One girl. And A Twisted tale of Desires "You are beautiful Prakriti," he complimented and she blushed hard. He smiled looking at her flushed face and said, "Don't blush this much I will fall in love with you." Her eyes snapped towards him and her mind alarmed her 'You are married.' **************************************** "Where were you running?" He caged her on the wall and asked with gritted teeth, a displeasure was evident on his face. "I..I.noth- she lost the word when her eyes fell on his strong muscles. "You are my wife, Kriti, not an outsider." He declared and moved away from her. He didn't turn towards her and lifted the towel from the ground, he wrapped it around his naked frame and dashed towards the closet room. Treet for the readers who wanted their separate story.❤️❤️❤️ Mature content🔞
BOOK ONE #1 IN LL SERIES [Remodified version of MFH] She's chasing fame, ready to sacrifice anything for her ambitions. He's ruling the fashion world with a dead heart, driven by vengeance. Bound by fate, their worlds collide in a storm of lust, greed, and burning revenge. In the glittering chaos of desire and destruction, will they rise-or ruin each other?
A girl was crying silently letting her pain come out in the form of tears. A man was busy ravishing her body without paying any attention to her tears or pain. The girl was in too much pain and she was on the verge of fainting with the extreme pain in her lower region, but that man stopped and glanced at her crying face. She quickly averted her eyes from his face and peeked at the open window of his bedroom. It was the Rainy season so the rain was pouring outside, maybe trying to lessen her pain after witnessing her miseries. She smiled looking at the raindrops which were dripping down from the iron rods of the window, and thought that the rain knew that she was in pain so it was helping her to let out her sorrows in the form of water. But the man who was giving her that pain couldn't see her tears. That man was just looking at that girl's facial features. She wasn't the most beautiful girl he had seen. he had seen many girls hot, sexy, cute, and classy, she didn't even fit in the Indian beauty standards. He is a man of standards. In his 30 years of life, he never used cheap things. How can he use a cheap girl like her? But it was true that he was Mad For Her. A man whose name was the headline of every day's newspapers now was behaving like a psycho behind a little girl. The great Ayaan Singhaniya is mad for a school-going girl named Priti Sharma. what will society think? he doesn't care because he will take care of it. There is a very thin line between love and lust. If someone crosses it. It can only cause pain to the person who is the reason for crossing the limits. Ayaan and Priti are the two people who are fighting for their lives. Lies, betrayal, greed, jealousy, pain, and most importantly lust. What will happen in the journey of love and lust...........to know more about their story keep reading. Highly mature Starts- Mar 24 2023
"Forbidden" "That's what I felt when my parents asked me to marry my deceased Sister's husband." "Sin" "That's what I committed to get her."
A mistress is always a home wrecker. A woman who destroys other women's lives. A woman who doesn't have any self-respect. A woman who values money more than her dignity. A woman who is a badge on the name of the woman, who don't deserve to be called as a woman. But Is it true? Are all mistresses this much bad? Or there is still much more to know about them. ************************************* Today once again I am falling in love with you Jaan, The Love which is limitless and incalculable, and I will fuck you so hard that you will never forget to whom you belong." She closed her eyes and said in a calm voice, "It's not love, but lust Ardhansh "My lust is my love, Jaan," he replied so sweetly and kissed her neck. She sighed tiredly and kept her hand on his, in which he was holding a dagger she took a long breath and said in a painful voice, "Kill me Ardhansh, this time I lost my chance but not every time is the same, If you didn't kill me today one day I will be the reason for your death. Kill me........ 💯 You will not regret peeking inside.💀
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