Rudra Tensura Mga Nobela at Kwento

Then he tucked the flower behind her ear and moved back. Zoya stared at Rudra with wide eyes. She couldn't find any meaning of Rudra's words and deeds, maybe she didn't want to find it either. She kept staring at the weird man in front of her and left from there lowering her gazes. After she left, Rudra kept standing there for some more time. He stood still, intoxicated by the scent of his jasmine flower. To overcome this dangerous intoxication, he needed to bear a unbearable pain for the whole night. He closed his eyes and breathed hard, leaning his back against the wall.

I responded. "So, you want to know about Kaal?" He chuckled. I looked at him in confusion. "How does that even matter? Rudraneel, Kaal, they are the same," I responded. "They might seem the same to you. But trust me, Kiara, they aren't. Kaal is ruthless, he doesn't care about anyone. While Rudra does care about his family and people. Kaal has no emotions but Rudra has," he started to explain to me the differences between Rudra and Kaal.