Chapter 3: The chaotic crash
Irisha
Always the glass vase, Never the cherished flower𐙚
Write a comment ...
"Are you here to apologize?" "Yes," I whisper. "I am..." "Strip." He orders cutting off my apology. Years later, when Ruhani meets Aarav there is no room for making amends or set things right. Aarav is set on ruining her and Ruhi is forced to give in because he is the only one who can save her little sister.
My eyes closed on their own accord, my hands falling down to myself, my legs shaking as I fell down but he was quick to hold me in his arms. I didn't want to think what could have happened if he had actually shot my brother. I didn't doubt he would have if I hadn't interfered. His hand came to my face lightly caressing it as I cried out, "Please, don't." "Aap shadi karegi mujhse wo bhi aaj aur abhi issi mandap par." He was saying it like he was asking me for a pencil. Marriage is not a joke. I shook my head frantically but he had more to say obviously, "Haan kariye Aira yaa aap chahti hai ki hum aapke ma papa ke khun se maang bhare aapki?" My small fists hit his chest but obviously that didn't effect him much, "You are a psychopath, leave us alone." I screamed, cried, thrashed but it was no help. "Shadi kriye mjhse Aira, I will spare everyone else." He worded it out holding my hands. I was exhausted, I had little energy left and I was going to use it to survive and make sure my family lives. "Mai shadi krungi aapse." I whispered, losing a piece of myself already. Taking a deep breath, I looked straight in his eyes. "Mai iss shadi ke lie tayar hoon. Mere ma papa aur Armaan ko akela chor dijie." Something passed his eyes but he was quick to mask his face again before I could decipher anything as he replied. "Ek baar shadi ho jae tumhe bhi chor doonga. Don't worry about that."
Afterglow - Book 1 Can be read as a standalone "In a world where appearances often deceive and hearts remain shrouded in mystery, meet four remarkable souls on a journey unlike any other. 𓇼🐚☾☼🦪 Sia Singhaniya, a beacon of goodness with a heart as soft as the morning dew, daydreams and clings to the belief in fairytales, despite the hardships that have tested her resolve. Aavyansh Singh Raichand, the epitome of perfection, handsome, smart, and impossibly rich yet harboring an enigmatic, cold exterior that conceals the darkness of his past. The only ray of light in his world? Sia and his family. ⋆⭒˚｡⋆ Shraddha Sharma, a dreamer with a fire in her eyes, toils relentlessly to shape her own destiny, dismissing fairytales as mere fantasies. Shaurya Singh Oberoi, the life of the party, oozing charm and charisma, concealing the wounds of a heart in need of healing. 𓇼🐚☾☼🦪 As their worlds collide, Shaurya and Shraddha find a unique connection based on trust and belief. In a bustling metropolis, Sia and Aavyansh navigate the complexities of family and self-worth. Four resilient souls, each wearing a mask to face the world, their smiles a façade concealing profound scars. Can they find solace and love in each other's arms amidst life's trials? Will they script their own happily ever after, or are they destined to sabotage their shot at happiness? Prepare to embark on an extraordinary journey with Sia, Aavyansh, Shraddha, and Shaurya - a tale of love, laughter, and the relentless pursuit of a better tomorrow. Will they emerge from the shadows and embrace the chance for a brighter future, or will their pasts forever define them?"
Heartstrings book 1 Jyeshtha Singh Raichand is 'the girl' Carrying 'Raichand' as her last name makes her special in every way. She is her family's little princess and one word from her, they'd bring the world to her but all she has ever wanted is the cold and elusive Army man who refuses to even acknowledge her existence. Jyeshtha Singh Raichand has had a crush on her brother's bestfriend since the first time she laid eyes on him, and despite everyone being aware of it, The cold, elusive Yug Malhotra has always only prioritised his friendship with her brother and upholding the unsaid rule, 'Don't fall in love with your bestfriend's sister.' The 6 feet gorgeous looking NCC cadet has a heart of ice, but it melts so smoothly everytime his eyes fall on her causing an avalanche he is unable to avoid. He'd go to hell but see her getting hurt and yet he can't be the one wiping her tears away because he is sole reason behind them. ⭑⚝🪐༘⋆｡˚ But growing up with the dreams of a fairytale awaiting her, Jyeshtha isn't the one to back off and despite Yug fighting hard to keep his feelings contained by distancing himself from Jyeshtha, she is determined to show him that she means more to him than he himself likes to think of. ⭑⚝🪐༘⋆｡˚ "Why do you love me?" I asked, turning to look at her. She kept staring at the moon for a moment and just when I thought she wouldn't answer, her eyes moved to me, instantly capturing me in the depth of her brown orbs. "Because it's you." She softly said, that smile adorning her face as I found myself unable to look away from her.
In the world of privilege and ambition, Adrian Blackwood seems to have it all – wealth, intellect, and charm. Destined to inherit his father's billion-dollar empire, he's the epitome of perfection. However, when the spirited scholarship student, Grace Walter, enters his life, the perfect facade begins to crack. Adrian finds himself drawn to her feisty comebacks and unexpected charm, leading to a collision of worlds neither expected. Grace, a determined and beautiful soul, has her sights set on success for the sake of her and her sister. Yet, she can't escape the relentless teasing of Adrian Blackwood, the charismatic 'IT' boy of Trinity academy. As their banter escalates, Grace navigates a delicate dance between annoyance and something more profound. In a world where opposites attract, can they overcome their differences, or is love an absurd notion in the tumultuous game they've unwittingly begun? Little do they know, their destinies are entwined. Fate is playing games with both of them for a captivating tale of rivalry, unexpected connections, and the thin line between love and chaos.
Write a comment ...