A story written in stars. #Destinedlove 4 Β°β‘ ππ°π½πΈ ππΈπ½πΆπ· π π»π°πΊππ·πΈπ RANAWATΒ°β‘ ππ·π΄ ππΈπ»π΄π½π ππππΎπΌ π ππ·π΄ πΎπ±ππ΄πππ΄π TROPES Obsessed Stalker He fall first and harder Touch her and die Second Chance Slow Burn Sister's Brother-in-law
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"When fire meets fire, it doesnβt create warmthβit starts a war." Neha Shekhawat was never meant to be tamed. Born into power, raised by fire, she built her empire with sharp words, sharper moves, and a heart that refused to bow. But power attracts enemies, and in her world, trust is a luxury she canβt afford. Ansh Rathore is her biggest rivalβdangerous, calculating, and just as ruthless as she is. Their paths were never supposed to cross again, yet fate has other plans. When Nehaβs past starts unraveling and hidden enemies begin moving their pieces, the only one who can match her in this game of power... is Ansh. Their rivalry is legendary. Their chemistry? Explosive. But when the line between hate and obsession blurs, will they destroy each otherβor burn the whole world down together? π £π ‘π π π π ’ ππΎππ°π»ππ π±πππΈπ½π΄ππ ππΈπ π°π»ππ πΌπ°π΅πΈπ°'π π»πΎπ π΄ ππ»πΎπ π±πππ½ π΄ππππππ ππ π»πππππ ππΎππ²π· π·π΄π π°π½π³ π³πΈπ΄ ππππΎπ½πΆ π΅π΄πΌπ°π»π΄ π»π΄π°π³ π·ππ ππππππππ π·ππππππ
π°πππ‘ π π»πππ’ {To Alex, she was a distraction. To Lily, he was a storm she couldn't weather. Yet, despite their differences, there was an undeniable pull between them-a spark ignited by the clash of opposites. Lily was everything Alex didn't want and everything he didn't know he needed.} πππΎπΏπ΄π π±ππππππ'π π±πππ ππππππ π³πππ πππππππ π±ππππππππππ π±ππππ π°ππ πππ π±πππππ’ππ
*In a world ruled by men, she was the vow they never saw coming.* Bloodlines were forged in fire. Empires were built on betrayal. And love-love was never meant to survive in a world like this. Once, three families ruled the underworld-Raghuvanshi, Roman, and Volkov-bound by power, shattered by war. A single night of death and deception turned them into enemies, their legacy written in blood. For years, their heirs have been raised with one truth-revenge is their birthright. And now, the game is beginning again. One will be bound by chains he forged himself. One will be forced into a vow she never wanted. One will run from love, only to be chased by destruction. The past was never buried. The debts of the dead have not been paid. And soon, the children of war will learn-history does not forgive.
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