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Twist of Fate : A tale of Fated love

Twist of Fate : A tale of Fated love

" Tonight you’re looking mine……The way you’ve draped the saree around your waist….for me to admire every inch of of it on your skin…..The way you’ve wore the minimal jewelries to make to easy for me later…….when i take them off……The way you’ve stayed your hair and left those front hair strands free only for me to touch them more occasionally and admire you more through out this night…..the way you’ve dragged the perfect lines of eyeliner in your eyes….only to make my heart go crazy everytime you blink………and last but not least……they way you’ve painted your lips in colour that i would eventually make it fade……..with all the admirable things you did to look in a certain way only for my eyes…..proving my earlier statement that you’re looking mine ” he finished the sentence after enjoying the reaction of my face for a while. “ You can’t consider me as a property that you can own “ i said lifting my gaze up on him. “ definitely Not, you’re human with a beautiful heart and smile……with a soul that only i can see, touch and feel…..…because…..i’m yours and you’re mine “ I couldn’t hide the smile that his encouragement gave me. “ Anu “ “ hmmm “ “ Can I lose my control now ? please....please.....let me fuck you ...... “ He was still holding my right hand, close to his chest, making me feel his rapid heart beat. **** Love is unpredictable, so is Fate. Rishi couldn’t figure out his life between moving on and stuck with the past until Anbu came into his life proffering his hope for a soulful life that he craved for the last five years after his only-love-Anu left him broken beyond repair:according to him. Anbu, a woman who wants nothing but a simple and stable life with her Fiance-Rishi. During the courtship time, Rishi and Anbu decide to take a step forward to get to know each other well before their marriage-which is soon to happen. With every passing day Rishi had started to feel alive again, with Anbu. Nevertheless his past never stopped hunting him and as a result of that, life threw him at the doorstep of Anu in the middle of the night. Anu hated Rishi all her life for some solid reasons. And to keep him away from her life and her daughter Ria, Anu did something that made him loath his own existence. Three different persons, living in different phases of life but eventually they’re connected by their Fated Love. How ? Fated Love is all about Hate-love-Fate, with a pinch of reality and the emotional roller coaster life of Rishi-Anbu-Anu.
The Fallen Queen's Dating Show Comeback

The Fallen Queen's Dating Show Comeback

Catalina had just won the Best Actress Golden Globe. It was supposed to be the absolute pinnacle of her acting career. But a broken heel on her way backstage sent her crashing right into the arms of Brogan Cohen. He was Hollywood's most untouchable A-lister, and the man she despised most. A hidden paparazzo snapped a perfectly timed photo of him kneeling to untangle her dress, making it look like a deeply intimate, secret romance. The internet instantly exploded. Brogan's rabid fanbase tore Catalina apart, branding her a shameless clout-chaser. To make matters worse, a rival actress weaponized the scandal, accusing Catalina of sleeping her way to the top to steal roles. Within days, Catalina's world collapsed. Her upcoming lead role in a major indie film was suspended. Two luxury fashion houses unilaterally terminated her contracts. Meanwhile, Brogan simply hopped on his private jet and fled to the South of France, leaving her trapped in her apartment as a mob of screaming paparazzi battered her front door. She had spent years proving her talent, only to be blacklisted and labeled a manipulative homewrecker over a stupid accident. The sheer injustice of it suffocated her. She hated Brogan with a fiery, visceral passion for destroying her reputation and running away like a coward. With her career bleeding out, her manager slammed a contract on the desk: an unedited, live-streamed survival dating show on a private Caribbean island. "You need to prove you are entirely repulsed by Brogan Cohen." Catalina grabbed the pen and signed her name with aggressive, sharp strokes. She was going to flirt with every model on that island, burn this false narrative to the ground, and make Brogan choke when he turned on his TV.
Too Late, Mr. Mills: Watch Me Leave

Too Late, Mr. Mills: Watch Me Leave

Adriana Guzman spent two agonizing days tearing through the freezing fog of the woods, searching for her missing five-year-old daughter. She finally found little Pippa curled up under a massive oak tree, her tiny body frozen solid and lifeless. Trembling, Adriana called her husband, Everette. Instead of panic, she heard the soft voice of his mistress in the background. "You think telling me my daughter is dead will make me book a flight home?" He laughed, accusing her of faking the tragedy for attention. When Adriana woke up in the hospital, Everette finally arrived, bringing his mistress with him. He shielded the other woman from Adriana's grief, threw a checkbook at her, and demanded she name her price to sign the divorce papers. He only believed the truth when the midday news broadcasted the discovery of Pippa's body. Exhausted and utterly broken by his cruelty, Adriana swallowed a hidden bottle of sleeping pills. As the darkness pulled her under, she felt a suffocating sense of injustice. Why had she wasted her life begging for a cold man's affection? Why did her innocent daughter have to die alone in the freezing mud while he drank champagne? But the end never came. Adriana opened her eyes to find herself twenty-one again, standing in a luxury hotel room as a younger Everette walked out of the shower to propose. This time, she smashed a crystal vase, pressed a jagged shard to her own bleeding throat, and looked him dead in the eye. "I would rather die right here than ever marry you."
Reborn Princess: Burning Her Scornful Crown

Reborn Princess: Burning Her Scornful Crown

I spent three years trying to be the perfect Crown Princess, enduring my husband Bradley's coldness while pouring my family's fortune into his royal projects. I truly believed our marriage was built on duty and that our adopted son, Jimmie, was the bond that held us together. Everything changed on a stormy night when I caught Bradley in his study, calmly watching my family's trust fund documents-the entire Orozco legacy-burn to ash in the fireplace. He didn't even look guilty as he explained that I was never his partner, only a convenient bank account for the Crown. When I lunged to save the papers, Bradley shoved me to the floor with bored indifference. Then, the ultimate betrayal walked through the door: Jimmie. My son didn't run to comfort me; he took Bradley's hand and looked at me with pure venom. Bradley sneered, revealing that Jimmie wasn't adopted at all-he was his biological son with my best friend, Icy. "We just needed you to fund his future," Bradley said. I was dragged out by guards and thrown into a sedan speeding toward the cliffs. At Dead Man's Curve, the driver jumped out of the moving car, leaving me to plummet into the freezing ocean. As the water filled my lungs and my life faded, I didn't feel fear. I felt a distilled, murderous hate. I woke up gasping for air in my old bedroom, three years before the crash. It was the day of my fake infertility diagnosis, the beginning of their plan to break me. "The Fiona who listened to you is dead," I whispered, looking at my reflection. I didn't cry this time. Instead, I dressed in black and headed into the night to find the only man Bradley feared-the lethal, "boiling-blooded" Regent, Demian Ballard. I was going to save his life, and in return, he was going to help me burn the palace down.