DJReader1999

Sweety Roulette went through her problems in life just like every other person. But when her every move is heard by owner of the locket she is wearing as a birthday gift, her life turns two-way. For herself and for him. Rob lived up to his name proudly because he never got caught. In a strange mishap when he found that his ancestral property was decorated on else's neck, that too a kid, he immediately sprang into action to get it back. That was until he found he could hear the incidental thief, she was one among the list of homes he robbed. Not being too subtle to be noticed, he waited. Waited and listened to her. The more he listened, the desire grew of having her in his arms. To feel her, to know he was not imagining a woman like this one. But there was this constant disapproval from his inner self, he was lusting over a kid. How could he listen to it and go away from her when she was constantly hurt by her prime support. The Roulette family. Sweety's choice to follow her father led her to be forsaken by the family's mercy only for the man she once left, to come to her rescue. But was it a rescue? All she felt was transferring from one cell to another. *** “What did he mean you were loved by all?” Rob paced to the scared woman. “If you were the most loveable child then why did he stare at you like he wanted to peel you out of your dress?” He demanded, now within an inch’s distance from her. Sweety hoped her eyes would work on him to calm down but all she saw in his gaze was red. His arm went to the her waist bringing her to touch her nose with his. The proximity fastened her heart to this day. “I am waiting Sweety.” She gulped visibly, wondering how to divert the question. The next thing she knew he let go of his hold leading her to almost fall behind but the wardrobe supported her. “Where are you going?” She ran after him struggling with the dress. “To ruin your wedding.” *** Vote if you like a chapter, Share with your friend’s friends! Love, DJ

I am a dancer. I dance most beautifully. I know it, I have seen myself. Then why isn’t there a man out there to see me more than a glance? The effect of my curves swaying should beat the hardest dark hearts, my jewels tinkling the brightest that even those rich women lose control of temper. In a dark world no one worshipping a highness, none believing in anything good anymore, what more could the orphan girl do than dance happily which helped fill her stomach. As she was cursing her bad luck, one day she is being kidnapped away. In the midst of escaping them, she stumbled upon a place so different and astonishingly separate from the world they lived. People here were the same humans who were worshipping a walking ‘God’ as they claimed. Was the man real? That could have been least of Lucy’s concerns if the ‘God’ wasn’t responsible for her lonely life. Do give it a shot, Vote if you like a chapter, Share with your friend’s friends! You may find me on Discord; DJReader1999 Love, DJ