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#2 in Fragments and Flames series When buried truths begin to surface, nothing remains untouched. What was once hidden behind fractured memories and broken trust starts to unravel piece by piece. The foundation built on silence begins to collapse, and with it, every belief that once felt real. But truth does not arrive gently...it arrives like destruction.
He never believed in love. He believed in control. Raina Suri was supposed to be another game. Avyukt Zareth became her anchor, made her fall for him, and then shattered her with the truth... or what he wanted her to believe was the truth. To him, her heartbreak was just another victory. Until she left. Five years later, Avyukt had everything except the one thing he had never known he needed. When he finally found Raina, she was no longer the girl who had once loved him. She had moved on, and this time, she wanted nothing to do with him. But five years had taught Avyukt the difference between having someone's attention and having their heart. He had ruined her love. Now, he had to face the consequences of becoming obsessed with the woman he had once treated like a game.
#1 in Fragments and Flames series A life built behind closed doors, where silence is not peace but survival. Pain is learned quietly, and voices that should have been heard are buried before they can rise. In a world where appearances matter more than truth, some stories are never spoken...they are endured. And beneath that silence, everything begins. "Death is better than a life buried beneath silence!"
Book 1 in the 'Petals & Promises' series Can be read as standalone I never dreamed of big things, not luxury, not miracles. Just a life where I could breathe without fear, and love without counting the cost. In our small town, where the streets are dusty and dreams are expensive, I met ๐๐๐ซ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฅ ๐๐๐ซ๐๐๐ง-the quiet boy with tired eyes and hands rough from work, who somehow became the calm my life had been aching for. We had nothing, not money, not a future guaranteed. But in a cramped room with peeling paint and a stubborn fan, we built something people with mansions still search for- ๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฒ๐ป๐๐น๐ฒ, ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ ๐น๐ผ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐ณ๐ฒ๐น๐ ๐น๐ถ๐ธ๐ฒ ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ถ๐๐ฒ. This is the story of us. The present we're living, the past I keep remembering, and the quiet miracles that grew between two people who had almost nothing... Except each other.
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