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Proscribed Usurpation
InterfaithAge Gap

Proscribed Usurpation

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’Javaid leaned back, his eyes locked on hers, a slow smile curling his lips. “I respect you, aunty, and I'd never cross that line with Payal. But I have to say, you don't look like any mother I've ever met. You're stunning-honestly, it's hard to believe you're not her elder sister.” The compliment, laced with a teasing edge, landed like a spark on dry tinder. Sheetal's cheeks warmed, a flush of discomfort rising at the boldness of his words. Her fingers tightened around the edge of the cushion, her saree rustling softly as she shifted in her seat.’

Kabir Singh
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Claiming the Fourth
InterfaithAge Gap

Claiming the Fourth

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’Dressing quickly, Kamini chooses a saree that drapes elegantly over her curves, its soft cotton whispering against her skin, though Nadeem's words about modesty echo in her mind. She walks the 30 meters to Aisha's sprawling home, her steps heavy with resolve. The morning heat presses against her, amplifying her unease. At the door, Aisha greets her, her burkha framing a face etched with concern as Kamini recounts the boy's ogling through her window. “He was staring at me, Aisha,” Kamini says, her voice trembling with indignation, “watching me in my own bedroom.” Aisha's eyes widen, her hand resting on her pregnant belly. The boy, she explains, isn't home, but she calls for Fatima, his mother and Nadeem's first wife. Fatima, older and sterner, her own burkha a shield of tradition, listens as Kamini repeats her complaint, her cheeks flushing with the memory of the boy's hungry gaze.’

Kabir Singh
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Boulevard Of Broken Dreams
Fiction

Boulevard Of Broken Dreams

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Years passed and soon she bought a small apartment in a decent neighbourhood. After 6 years of being a prostitute and a slave to anyone who can pay for any kind of work, She finally stopped being a prostitute. Gaining back some self respect she wanted a respectful life now. After years of being exploited she wanted to live a life where she's not a whore to anyone.

Raven Krigsmarina
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Marked by the Unholy
Age Gap

Marked by the Unholy

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’Kavya was special. Everyone in town thought she was perfect. She prayed a lot, smiled softly, and seemed so pure. She married Maheshwaran when she was seventeen. Now, ten years later, she was still by his side. But he never touched her. He didn’t love her like a husband should. To him, she was a pretty thing to show off. A symbol of purity. Something too good to use. Kavya wanted kids. She wanted a real marriage. But Maheshwaran always said no. He told her she wasn’t ready. He said her faith needed more tests. She was trapped, not loved.’

Anay
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Savita Ki Himmat Mitti Mein
Fiction

Savita Ki Himmat Mitti Mein

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’Par Savita galat kaam ke aage jhukne wali nahi hai. Uske naram haath kaanpte hain, lekin irada pakka rehta hai. Ek jhatke mein, apni maa ki cheekh ko nazarandaaz karte hue, woh uthti hai aur emergency chain kheenchti hai. Train cheekhti hui rukti hai, choron ka santulan bigadta hai. Bheed mein do chor darwaze se kood padte hain, shaam ke andhere mein gayab ho jate hain. Teesra, ek patla sa aadmi jiske gaal par nishaan hai, itna khush kismat nahi hota. Yaatri gusse mein us par hamla bolte hain, use daba dete hain. Savita haanfte hue khadi hoti hai, uska seena tez saanson ke saath uth raha hai, jab bheed uss chor ko baandh dete hai.

Anay
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Deception, Conspiracy & Lust
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Deception, Conspiracy & Lust

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’Then Aarti took off her saree. Now she was wearing a black blouse and petticoat. Aarti slowly opened the strings of her blouse and then removed it from her body. Then her petticoat too.After this Aarti went to the bathroom and took a shower. After coming back Aarti wore a black bra and panty. In which her body was glowing. Her fair complexion was enhanced by this black lingerie.’

Mia Alexander
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Izzat Ki Keemat
IncestAge Gap

Izzat Ki Keemat

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’Savita ne apne pati ki tasveer dekhi. “Main bure raste par ja rahi hoon… par ek Maa hoon,” usne dheere se kaha. Phir usne Rahul ki taraf dekha, uski aankhon mein dard bhi tha aur gussa bhi. “Par yeh sab hoga kaise? Tumhare paas camera hai? Kahan karoge yeh photoshoot? Gaav mein toh roz koi na koi aata-jata rehta hai, yahaan toh sambhav nahi hai.” Rahul ne halke se sukhte hue kaha, “Mujhse nahi hoga, Maa… lekin Bhoju madad kar sakta hai.” Savita ka chehra halka sa sankoch bhara tha, “Bhoju? Wo kaun hai?"’

Anay
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Tension Between Us
Cheating Wife

Tension Between Us

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’Aditi clenched her jaw, forcing herself to look away. That casual but gratifying speech of the woman gave something sinister a turning inside the woman's feeling. And at last the woman went Aditi turned her eyes into her cup of coffee, speechless. For the very first time, she hated that she couldn’t ignore Karan and was fully aware of him.’

Anay
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A Forbidden Storm
InterfaithAge Gap

A Forbidden Storm

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’As they set off, the storm grows ruthlessly, flooding the streets and causing chaos. Visibility is poor, and the roads fill with pools of rising water. As they approach a main road, a group of drenched pedestrians rushes toward them, waving their hands. One of them shouts, warning Jameel that the bridge ahead has collapsed and the road is completely blocked.

Anay
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