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Review : Entwined desires

Book : Entwined Desires 

Authors : Divyam Kaushik,  Lalima Yadav

Price : Rs 150

Publications : Moments publications 
Blurb :

Bound by their needs, their passion takes them beyond their limits. To the sweetest, sharpest edge of obsession. Those moments when the driving hunger and desperate love becomes the most exquisite insanity.

Entwined by their secrets, they try to defy the odds. They make their own rules and surrendered completely to the exquisite power of possession.

Dhruv Singhania came into Anukriti’s life like lightning in the darkness- beautiful and brilliant , jagged and white-hot. Anukriti was flawed and damaged, and he opened those cracks in her so easily.

Dhruv calls her his miracle, but he’s the miracle in her life. Her gorgeous, wounded warrior, so determined to slay her demons while refusing to face his own.

My verdict : This story line is based on lives before and after marriage, and what has been carried along, although being together for long, yet carrying mysterious past. 

Dhruv and Anukriti are important character of this book, how thier Desires to one another are healing, the Erotic moments, the love they carry and the way they showcased in the beginning of the book,  readers would cherish it. As and when,  you flip pages, the twist in the stories shall start, one on one. The millionaire Dhruv, trying to hold his wife, and the mystery past that seems to be linked with Garima. The emotions seem to effective when read, little of confusion with dates and years, as you are so much into either past or present while you read. The twists and turns are obvious, little of sync in the book. To know the past, mystery, emotions dealt in each other, read this beautiful book. 

Erotica genre is one of the most beautiful and hard to write. 

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Fighting back 

Does fighting back helps? 

Definitely not, 

But then, I sit here, locking myself in the dark room, assuming you to come as ray of light in form of hope, reliving moments, remembering those old moments, dying in your souvenir, blaming self, and settling the question “Why”? 

Why did u start walking in different path? Didn’t you know, that path wouldn’t lead us together?  And then, when I started walking towards your way, accomplishing everything that once we dreamt of. 

Your silence gives me ache, my throat dries in this winter season