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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.

Hypnosis

Hypnosis

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Reena was a usual housewife, but at times, she would get sudden bouts of anger. She just couldn't control it and one thing that came to light was, she hated men when she suffered a sudden bout of anger. As if she had been through a violent past that was haunting her. She has been to a dozen psychologists, but no one was able to find the real reason behind it. Aniket had just been transferred to Nasik and his friends told him about a certain Dr. Patil. That's why Reena was here. It took Aniket a lot of coaxing to give it another try. The thing was Aniket had been worried off late as he noticed, Reena was so violent during her last bout that she ran behind him with a kitchen knife. When she came back to her senses, she didn't remember anything.

Plan Gone Wrong

Plan Gone Wrong

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Are you spying on me? And how dare you check my cell phone Nidhi? Would you like it if I check your phone without your permission? You tell me I am sick, but who was the one who got me into this thing? I was better off reading erotic stories before marriage, but you told me these videos are much better, didn't you? So go on and tell my parents and I tellyours too as to what their daughter was into".

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