π“π‘πž π•πžπ«π¦π’π₯𝐒𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐒𝐧𝐠𝐬

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This story contains themes of: attempted rape, extreme violence gore, human trafficking, stalker, explicit imagery, self-harm, drug use overdose, extremist content, sexual assault abuse, violent death, assault, child abuse, torture, domestic violence

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Summary

❝𝐀 πƒπšπ«π€ π€π«π«πšπ§π πž 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐞 π‘π¨π¦πšπ§πœπž.❞ Book-01 of The Crimson Legacies. Some chains are forged in iron. Mine are whispered against my skin, traced down my spine, locked around my soul. Abhiman Singh Rathore was never meant to be in my world. But he didn't just enter it, he took it, twisted it, shattered every illusion I clung to. A man too ruthless to be called human, too unrelenting to be denied. A man who shouldn't have known my name, yet speaks it like a vow. Who Shouldn't have touched my life, yet now he owns it. A man too brutal, too ruthless, too fixated on me. I've spent years drowning in silence, running from my past, from the ghosts that never stop chasing me, from the truths too dangerous to speak. But then he came. And suddenly, I'm no longer running. Because he won't let me. He is not a savior, not a hero but something far worse. Because he doesn't promise forever. He promises possession. And I don't know what's more terrifying, that he owns me, or that I want him to. And now, I'm bound to him. By a marriage I never saw coming. By secrets that could ruin me. By a desire so dark, so consuming, I don't know where it ends and I begin. He claims me like he was born to, like I was always meant to be his. And there's no running from it. 𝑩𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 π’˜π’‰π’†π’ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’…π’†π’—π’Šπ’ 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 π’Šπ’ 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 π’‚π’”π’Œ. 𝑯𝒆 π’•π’‚π’Œπ’†π’”.

Genre
Erotica/Romance
Author
π€π«π’πš
Status
Ongoing
Chapters
40
Rating
4.6 9 reviews
Age Rating
18+

Aesthetics


β€’ π“π‘πž 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐒𝐬𝐭 (26 𝐲𝐫𝐬)


❝ π’π’π­πšπ«πš 𝐌𝐚π₯𝐑𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 ❞

Fragile, Tormented, Shattered.

She's the eldest daughter of the Malhotra family. The girl broken by her cruel fate, the girl who lives for art and is the owner of one of the biggest art galleries in the world-The Elysian Visions.

Though people call her the star of the Malhotra family, she is never truly loved there. Her uncle and aunt never accepted her and resent her after her parents' death. Now, what remains are the broken pieces of that one dreadful night and her own demons to accompany her.


"𝑰 π’‡π’Šπ’π’… 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒆 π’‡π’“π’π’Ž 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’Žπ’‚π’ π’˜π’‰π’π’”π’† 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 π’Šπ’” π’Žπ’π’“π’† π’…π’‚π’“π’Œπ’†π’“ 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’π’Šπ’ˆπ’‰π’•, π’˜π’‰π’ π’Šπ’” π’Žπ’π’“π’† 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’‡π’Šπ’“π’† π’Šπ’•π’”π’†π’π’‡."


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β€’ π“π‘πž π’πšπ­πšπ§ 𝐑𝐒𝐦𝐬𝐞π₯𝐟 (31 𝐲𝐫𝐬)

❝ π€π›π‘π’π¦πšπ§ 𝐒𝐒𝐧𝐠𝐑 π‘πšπ­π‘π¨π«πž ❞

Brutal, Heartless, Twisted.

He's the eldest son of Rathores. The man of his words, the man whose morality is questionable and his motives unknown.

The world sees him as the CEO of Rathore Industries, the empire constructed all by himself. Yet, he wore a cloak of shadows, acknowledged as the most formidable Don of the underworld and the man notorious for his ruthlessness.


"𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 π’Žπ’† π’ƒπ’‚π’„π’Œ; 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 π’Žπ’Šπ’π’†. π‘¬π’π’•π’Šπ’“π’†π’π’š. π‘¬π’•π’†π’“π’π’‚π’π’π’š. 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏 π’Šπ’‡ π’Šπ’• π’Žπ’†π’‚π’π’” π’•π’†π’‚π’“π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’”π’•π’Šπ’•π’„π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒉𝒆𝒓 π’ƒπ’‚π’„π’Œ π’•π’π’ˆπ’†π’•π’‰π’†π’“ π’Šπ’ π’Žπ’š π’π’‚π’Žπ’†."


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Hope you liked the aesthetics. Well, the credit for the pictures solely goes to their respective owners.

Till then take care. Bye byeπŸŽ€.

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