Munchkin_2

'Each betrayal begins with trust' 
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‘Endure a while’ was what her grandfather said.

She endured the curses.
She endured the pain.
She endured the unfairness.
She endured the behest.
She endured the down heart.
She endured many things but what did she get in return? 

Betrayal from her own people.

‘This cruel world is not for innocents.’ She had to learn it forcefully laying on the deathbed wishing to leave the world forever.

But fate plays cruelly.

Now she is back to the same world to stand strong and smile at the evil.

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Excerpt:

Aarvi Evans typed a message shamelessly on her mobile, [I need a kiss.] Her lips tugged to a rare mischievous curve clicking on the send button.

It wasn’t even fifteen minutes, her mobile went off. She walked out of the private room of the restaurant and answered the call, “Hel…”

She was suddenly yanked to the opposite private room. Before she could absorb the situation, the door was shut, she was pinned to the wall and a pair of thin soft lips pressed on her forehead calming her nerves.

‘How naive!’ She hadn’t thought he would actually ignore his client just to give her a kiss.

A kiss!

Aaron Rivas would have called her naive if he could hear her thoughts. The next second, Aarvi’s petite face was showered with gentle pecks without leaving an inch unattended.

Aaron paused and said, “Cupcake! you hadn’t mentioned where you needed the kiss.”

He didn't let her react and locked her lips.

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*Credit to the real owner of the novel cover photo.

The Traps of Black Swan

Aarvi's slender fingers traced the golden edge of the glass railing as she gracefully stepped to reach the curved staircase to alight from the upper floor to the ground floor. Her signature look of all black, framed her slender finger as she controlled the vibe of the villa, and the air around her turn mysterious.

Her hair was tied up in a messy yet exquisite bun, the dress she was wearing left her shoulders uncovered with the halter neckline of the dress. It flew down into a stylish keyhole highlighting her flawless shoulder blades and faultless neck.

Her arms had been left uncovered which grabbed the focus on other parts of the dress to her accentuated gorgeous curves.

The dress's waist was slim, but it was a comfortable fit. The dress reached just at her knees and flew down to the floor at the back in a stylish circular trail. The gathered style of the skirt gave ample movement and a flowy look.

It was simplistic yet mystic to the eyes.

Crucial to her