NOVEL~*Hiding behind a Stranger*~THREAD 53 - CHAP 58 (Pt 1&2)- 4th - Page 98

Originally posted by: Kuki715

Hug?! I gave kissi to you which was only for Prannath

Originally posted by: selvi1275

Goodmorning/Goodevening Periyamma, Bindu, Kal, Cookie, Rekha, Tanya, and all Baisas... 🤗

Dahi vada... ... Naan senjadhu...😳😳

Thanks dii

Originally posted by: karkuzhali

I am a warrior from head to toe

And from heart to soul
I was born ready to fight
My fists move at the speed of light
I redefine what it means to have spirit
The word quit you'll never hear it
I hate to lose, I'd rather die
I don't speak, only say my battle cry
When I fight it's gonna be to the death
Opponents look at me and I steal their breath
My mind constantly lets me improve
In just seconds I learn your every move
Unbeaten in every type of ring
I have the ability to sleep you with one swing
Always looking to get to the next level
Even though I've already slain the devil
Toe to head I am a warrior..

-Poem by Samuel Braden.( Slightly edited)

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Originally posted by: Tatianabhardwaj

Di how happy i am, you can't even guess. I feel like hugging you tight🤗

Go on... nothing stopping ya!

I felt angry, sad, happy all in one update. I felt like killing Khalil with my bare hands when he kept that condition.

I know the feeling...😡😆

I felt like knocking some sence in Shehzaade when he dint said something even after knowing that the condition was unfair.

Swear... I know that feeling too!😕😆

But through out the update it was our Akbar who was star, even if it is his presence of mind that helps him in ignoring his shortcoming and ace like a star or the past Shehzaade was remembering😃👏.

Undoubtedly.. he is a ⭐️

Finally Shehenshah proved me wrong, and i dont even felt bad, i was jumping on his entry😆 Because i knew now he will do something.

Everyone seems to be super happy with the old dude's entry! 😆

Okay i had a strong feeling that Lady in blue was Akbar's mother😳 Which proves might we were wrong about judging her. I know what happened with Akbar was wrong as he was abondened when he was a kid, but may be his mother wasn't wrong too.

>>>🤔 Hmmm.. how could she NOT be wrong in abandoning a child - unless the only reason she abandoned the child was for 'HIS' good which we know she didn't do?

Am glad it is not the last chapter. I was so lost in reading the chapter, that i dint even realised that you have divided it in two parts😆.

Awww 🤗 love you loads!

Waiting eagerly for next chater when are you going to update next di

Shall let you know the tentative dates out by tonight. Will have a better idea by then🤗

Originally posted by: lashy

☺️ Which was why I'd said mission accomplished... ☺️ pagli!

Originally posted by: lashy

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Though your lips are pretty, it is the feel of them that sends my mind into a sensual state of intoxication. That's why I reach toward your face and touch them lightly before the urge to kiss you takes over.

Originally posted by: selvi1275

Goodmorning/Goodevening Periyamma, Bindu, Kal, Cookie, Rekha, Tanya, and all Baisas... 🤗

Dahi vada... ... Naan senjadhu...😳😳

Originally posted by: Kalgi22

Lonely cold nights
In this haunting prison fort
Making my shivering body
Yearning for your warm breath

Sleep is the long lost luxury
I could not afford
As passing breeze not bringing
lullabies of your soothing heartbeats

A cloud of darkness blinded my sight
Streaming down the hot tears
Burning my salty cheeks in the absence of
Your hard lips kissing it away

The piercing agony in my heart
Pulling my sinking soul further
My shaky hands violently
Searching for your hands to hold it tight

I'm trying, trying to be strong
Holding onto a flicker of hope
A miracle would happen to take me home
That's within your protective arms.

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Like a dove that'd flown miles to finally come home, she nestled in his embrace, tightly, snugly. Weary she'd become, of flying relentlessly against gales; tired of braving it all alone, out there.

Safe, at long last, from the galewinds that'd iced her bones and being, her shivering body had found its place to rest - in the rugged dwelling that was his chest. And rest she did, basking in the warmth of his young blood, her body dissolving in his like fluid, her molten softness flowing into the firm folds of his physique.

She didn't have to not feel tired any longer, she didn't have to not appear weary anymore. She could feel what she felt. Be who she was. She could be herself. Now that she was at her home.