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It was about 6 in the evening now. And our house was chaos. Everyone was preparing for Armaan's to be in-laws who were about to reach in some time.
Need to buy more coffee so I can write better!
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๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐๐ ๐ฑ ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ญ๐ฏ๐ BOOK 1 of MOONLIT SERIES She was raised with traditions. He was hardened by duty. Their hearts never asked-but their families did. VRINDA MISHRA never dreamt of love stories. A government school teacher from a respected Brahmin family, she believed in responsibility more than romance, in silence more than chaos. When her father chose an IPS officer for her, she agreed-not for love, but for the man her father saw worth in. ASTITVA KANAN no space in his life for affection. After years of relentless struggle, he wore his khaki like second skin and spoke only when needed. When his mother brought Vrinda's proposal, he didn't refuse-he simply followed the order, like every other in his life. They marry with respect. They live with distance. And yet-something lingers in the quiet. Two strangers bound by duty. Two hearts untouched by love. But sometimes, the softest stories aren't told in words... they bloom in unspoken glances, shared silences, and the promise of something slowly, gently, changing. .ใปใ.ใปใโญใป.ใปโซใปใใปใ. 18+ readers. Mature content.
๐๐ก๐ฒ๐๐ญ๐ข ๐ฑ ๐๐ก๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฒ๐ โ๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ง๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ก๐๐ง ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐ค๐๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฃ๐๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐!โ BOOK 2 of MOONLIT SERIES He loved her out loud while she bled in silence.
โแด ษชแด สแดแด สแดแดส แดสแดแดแด แดสแด ษขษชสส แดกสแด สษชแด แด๊ฑ ษชษด แด แดสแด๊ฑษชแดษดแดส?โ Ahvi Dhillon is a twenty-four-year-old graduate who believes in fairytales. The kind where a prince charming arrives on a white horse, sweeps the girl off her feet, and promises forever. So when the boy she loves asks her to wait until graduation, Ahvi does exactly that. And the moment she earns her degree, she boards a trainโready to run away from home and start the life he promised her. Except reality doesnโt read fairytales. Because the boy waiting for her at the end of the journey isnโt the only person on that train. Ved Gahlot is a singer whose dreams have already crashed and burned. A man running from the life he failed to build, carrying nothing but his guitar and the ghosts of songs he never finished. Heโs darkness where she is light. Silence where she is laughter. When the train unexpectedly breaks down in the middle of nowhere, two strangersโone chasing love and one running from lifeโare forced to share the same night, the same silence, and the same unanswered questions. What happens when a girl who believes in fairytales meets a man who has stopped believing in anything? Maybe nothing. Or maybeโฆ everything. Because sometimes the people weโre meant to find are the ones we meet when life leaves us stranded. ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ญ ๐ฆ๐... MATURE CONTENT!!
BOOK 2 in ๐ป๐๐ ๐จ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ซ๐ ๐ฑ ๐๐๐๐ฒ๐๐ง "๐๐ก๐ก... ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐๐." . . NYRA VARDHAN The first time I died, it was at his hands. Not with a gun. Not with a knife. No, Aadyan killed me in the slowest, cruelest way possible. He made me his. It wasn't a choice. It never was. He kissed me like a claim, like a war, like a grave I'd never crawl out of. He kissed me like he'd breathe me in, just to tear me apart from the inside. And when he pulled away? He smirked. Like he'd just set me on fire and dared me to beg for the burn. That was the moment I realized-I could run, I could fight, I could bleed. But I'd never be free. Because this man, this monster... He would never let me go. .ใปใ.ใปใโญใป.ใปโซใปใใปใ. AADYAN ZAVERI She thinks she can escape me. She thinks I'll let her go. But my little rebel doesn't understand. I don't let go of what's mine. Not when she fights me. Not when she hates me. Not even when she says my name like a curse instead of a prayer. Because here's the thing about me, little rebel- I ruin what's mine before the world even gets a chance to touch it. And you? You were dead the moment you caught my eye. ๐ฏ๐๐งโก๏ฎฉูจู๏ฎฉ๏ฎฉูจูโก๏ฎฉูจู๏ฎฉ๏ฎฉูจู๐ฏ๐๐งโก 18+ content. Mature language!
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