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Lumnary's Protege

Lumnary's Protege

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At a glamorous housewarming party hosted by a prominent socialite, Suditi's path unexpectedly crossed with an MLA, who happened to be her father's most lucrative client, with his political clout and reputation preceding him. In just a few fleeting seconds, Suditi found herself inexplicably drawn to him, captivated by his commanding presence and the aura of power that seemed to surround him. It was a moment that sparked an unexplained connection, a fascination she couldn't fully comprehend at that instant. What she didn't know was that; the MLA felt an undeniable attraction towards Suditi due to her standing-out features.

The Delicate Daughter

The Delicate Daughter

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‘"Riya!"....Rohini snapped at her daughter...."I don't ever want to hear you addressing him as your dad again." Saying this Rohini walked away agitatedly. After a while Riya could hear her mother talking over the phone to the police. She felt a bit disheartened. She had grown up through her childhood without knowing her father, and now that she got to know who her father was her mother will not let her meet him. Riya did not talk to her mother the entire evening. She even had her dinner quietly and then retreated to her bedroom. She felt like crying. Her mother had hidden the identity of her father all her life, and she would not have got to know who his father was if the man had not met her and introduced himself yesterday.’

Fotunate Misfortune

Fotunate Misfortune

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As Gitanjali held her breath, awaiting Omar's response, a voice from within the house broke the silence. "Who's there, brother?" It was Moosa, Omar's close friend and a nearby resident who made a living as an auto driver. His inquiry reverberated through the room, adding an unexpected layer of complexity to Gitanjali's already tenuous situation. The realization that Moosa, a friend of Omar's, was present in the house heightened Gitanjali's discomfort. The knowledge that there was an additional person, an acquaintance of Omar, intensified her unease, casting a shadow over the fragile vulnerability she had mustered. Her mind raced, grappling with questions of privacy and the implications of this unforeseen circumstance.

Primordial Instinct

Primordial Instinct

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Fortune smiled upon Brie as she embarked on her journey to the tribal village. Through a stroke of luck, she discovered a small-time wildlife photographer who had once visited the tribe while documenting their way of life. This photographer, named Mark, had maintained contact with Obu, allowing Brie to establish a connection with him. Excitement filled her as she conversed with Obu, exchanging stories and sharing their mutual fascination with cultural exploration. Brie and Obu finalized the date for her departure to the tribal village, eager to reunite and embrace the adventure that awaited them.

Fated to be Evil

Fated to be Evil

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He grabbed her right side waist and turn her with a single move, wrap his hand around her waist, grab her hairs tight, pull her head back, lean towards her face, started rolling fingers of other hand in her face to adjust her hairs back on her right side shoulder, then bite her lower lip..

Strokes of Hope

Strokes of Hope

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‘Savitri then walked backwards a bit and then moved her hands behind her back to unstrap her bra. As she removed her bra, her bulbous breasts with wide brown areolas and firm nipples got fully exposed. Her breasts have not been touched by any man for over a decade and therefore those have not sagged even though she was past 40.’

Fallout

Fallout

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In the depths of the night, as the moon cast an eerie glow over the silent streets, Shikha's heart sank with dread as she discovered her husband Rajeev beaten and bruised upon his return home. Panic welled within her as she tended to his injuries, her hands trembling with fear and anger. When Rajeev regained consciousness, his memory hazy from the alcohol-induced haze, he could only vaguely recall being attacked in a dark alleyway on his way back.

Demon of the Paradise

Demon of the Paradise

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Pottavelli is a village nestled in the hills and forests of coastal Karnataka. The villagers lead a traditional life. Devoid of electricity and mobile phone towers. Narrow lanes connect the mud houses with thatched roofs, and villagers move around on bullock carts, bicycles, or barefoot. The village practices traditional agriculture and handicrafts, with a strong sense of community and festival celebration with music, dance, and traditional performances.

Caving In

Caving In

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Aarohi could feel the knot in her stomach tighten as she watched Rhea scroll through her phone gallery, stopping at a picture of herself and her boyfriend. "Look at us. We're so cute together," Rhea said, holding the phone for Aarohi to see.

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