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Anjali Roy Age 20 the goal to become a professional Photographer but committed a crime taking the supernatural K-Drama love interest too seriously. On the other side, we have Dong-jun, 25 years old CEO of the k-pop talent hunt agency, having a hidden secret that only unravels on the full moon being a werewolf.


"Bro don't forget the untold law of K-Drama the one who falls in love first gets rejected first," Viddhi said,

“Baby girl according to the Indian melodrama law of love just staring at the one you love all day with no words. Dance and sing around, then no one can stop the one you love to fall in love back with you. To get the sickness of lovariya” Anjali mumbles with the passion in her voice.

Well, the untold law came out to be true of K-Drama and the law of Indian melodrama failed.

"I reject you, Anjali Roy," Jun said, feeling a tug on her chest as a fake smile plastered over her face.

"Well, when did I even propose to you to get rejected by you Kim Dong-Jun..."

Who will reject whom? Will this K-Drama supernatural love story mixture of some masala of Indian melodrama work?

The unwanted love between them comes closer only to path away farther than before as the time repeats once again. Ending up hurting themselves... Wait, that's not over, that's where the second lead comes with the letter holding in his hand.

"I hope after reading this you will go out with me" Here comes another handsome Oppa yes yes. (Cringe~ about cringe)

But who will win the fated or the genial with no bond love?
 

*Spirit Novel 2021*
All the credit of the art goes to its artist

Dear Luna -  A Letter from your Alpha

*Third POV*

How are you? I hope you have been doing well. Then how is your wound of your palm. Please take care yourself more. You always keep on hurting yourself it really scares me the thought of you getting hurt. I'm sorry I didnt wanted to be creepy as I sound in this letter but I'm really worried about you Dear.

You didn't come that day to the woods, the place where there is a pond surrounded by trees. I was waiting for you all night in hope that you would come there. But you still didn't come.  I know it's hard to trust a piece of paper written by some stranger who still did not reveal his own identity. It won't be a secret forever, don't worry about that I will reveal myself soon.

By 'his' you must have already assumed that I'm a guy for now that's all you have to know. There are many things I want to say and show you. That I can't tell you in the piece of paper.

The Second Letter