"Eldest son & Eldest daughter "

  *Reyant × Trilokya*

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Reyant Sindhu – The Man Who Walks Between Power and Prayer...

•A shadow against the burning sky, a storm that never speaks but always arrives.

•Eyes like unshed dusk, holding the weight of empires and the silence of a thousand unsaid things.

•The scent of burning incense and bloodline obligations, bound in oud and unfinished prayers.

•A throne carved from solitude, where power kneels, but his own heart refuses to.

•Fingers that sign fates, yet curl into fists at the whisper of surrender.

•A warrior in silk, a sinner before gods, a man who never bows—until now.

•The night sky split by firecrackers, but his ruin is quiet, slow, inevitable.

•He is the hymn sung in the dark, the kind of devotion that doesn’t beg, but commands.

And yet, when she calls him ‘hers’—the war inside him crumbles....<3

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|| He is unaware of devotional love and She offers only that type of love ||

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Trilokya – The Bride Who Burns Like a Prayer...

•She is the kind of woman myths are afraid to speak of—because once uttered, she becomes real.

•A name whispered in devotion, yet feared like a prophecy.

•She was never meant to be just a bride; she was meant to be an oath, a hymn, a fate rewritten in gold and fire.

•In her veins flows ink and war, in her soul, an altar where love is worship, not weakness.

•She does not wait at temple steps—she builds one in the man she chooses.

•A storm wrapped in vermillion, each step towards the sacred fire is not just duty, but defiance.

•She does not take his name—she engraves it into the bones of time itself.

•They will say she surrendered, but they will never understand—she conquerored.

•She does not become his shadow—she becomes the sun he must now orbit.

And when she stands before him, veil lifted, fate sealed—he does not see a woman. He sees a force that will ruin him, rebuild him, and make him whole all at once....<3

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|| She believed that no one can love her with the intensity she feels , but he wronged her. ||

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Author’s Note & Disclaimer

This story is not for the faint of heart. It delves into obsessive love, power struggles, devotion that borders on madness, and a passion that defies reason. Themes of divine symbolism, mythology, extreme emotions, psychological intensity, and moral ambiguity are deeply embedded in its core.

If you seek a love story that is soft, safe, and simple—this is not it. Here, love is worship, surrender is strength, and desire is both salvation and destruction.

Read at your own risk. If these themes do not align with your preferences, this book may not be for you.

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be copied, distributed, or reproduced without permission. This is not just a story—it is a creation, and every word in it belongs to me.

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( First book from The Obsession & Devotion Series 🥀)