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RAJ: THE MAGNETIC FLAME – A SAGA OF POWER, PASSION & PAIN

St. Stephens College ke corridors mein jab uski Ducati garajti hai, toh waqt tham jata hai. Wo koi aam ladka nahi hai—wo ek toofan hai. Greek-god physique, nishili aankhein aur ek magnetic personality... Raj!

Par is chamakti hui personality ke peeche chupa hai London ki galiyon ka ek gehra aur khooni raaz. Kyun Raj ko London se deport kiya gaya? Kya wo ek hero hai jo masoomon ki hifazat karta hai, ya ek beraham monster jo maut baant-ta hai?

CHAR HASEENAYEIN, EK JALTA HUA SHOLA:

ISHANI: Masoomiyat ki murat, jiska dil Raj ke liye dhadakta hai. Kya uski mohabbat Raj ke andhere ko roshni de payegi?

ANJALI: Discipline ki devi aur Head Girl, jisne Raj ke junoon mein apne saare asool mitti mein mila diye.

MRS. KHANNA: Ek haseen teacher, jo Raj ki proximity mein apni maryada aur raaz dono bhool chuki hai.

RIYA: Raj ke past ka wo zeherila hissa, jo London se sirf use tabah karne aayi hai.


Kyun Raj kisi ek ka hokar nahi rehta? Kya ye kahani sirf ek khel hai, ya Raj ki koi badi planning?

Swaas rok dene wala action, pighla dene wala romance aur har mod par ek naya twist. Tayyar ho jaiye, kyunki 'The King' ab apne sabse khatarnak roop mein laut aaya hai.

RAJ: THE MAGNETIC FLAME
"Jisne bhi is aag ko chhune ki koshish ki, wo raakh ho gaya!"


Written by Rex1

 

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CHAPTER 1
THE PHENOMENON​

Mumbai ki subah mein ek ajeeb si garmi aur humidity thi, lekin St. Stephens International School ke gate par jo thandak thi, wo wahan ki elite class ki nishani thi. Ye sirf ek school nahi tha, ye Mumbai ke sabse ameer aur influential logon ke bachon ka ek playground tha.
The sound of heavy engines was common here, par jab ek chamchamati black Range Rover gate ke samne ruki, toh sabki nazrein thak si gayi.


Jaise hi pichla darwaza khula, pehle ek black leather boot zameen par tika. Uske baad bahar aaya Raj.


Raj... 6 feet 2 inches ki height, broad shoulders jo uski crisp white shirt ke andar saaf nazar aa rahe the. Usne apni shirt ke upar ke do buttons khule rakhe thhe, revealing a hint of his muscular chest. His skin had a sun-kissed glow, and his jawline was sharp enough to cut glass.


Usne apne aviators utare aur apni gehri, smoky eyes se school ki building ko scan kiya. Uske thick, dark baal thode messy thhe, par har ek strand bilkul perfect jagah par tha.


"Stephens... let's see what you have for me," Raj ne dheere se kaha. Uska baritone voice itna deep tha ki aas-paas khadi ladkiyan bas use dekhti hi reh gayi.


( Raj man mein ): 'Naya shehar, naye log. Par reaction wahi purana. In sabki aankhon mein wahi bhook hai. They want to know me, they want to touch me. It’s almost boring now.'


Raj corridor mein chalne laga. Har kadam par ek confidence tha, ek magnetic aura jo logon ko apni taraf khinch raha tha. Girls in short skirts and designer bags suddenly stopped talking. Conversations pause ho gayi. It was like a ripple effect—jahan jahan se Raj guzar raha tha, wahan sannata chha raha tha.


Tabhi, ek mod par, uska saamna Ishani se hua.


Ishani—the topper, the simple girl, but naturally beautiful. Wo dher saari files aur books pakde haphate hue bhaag rahi thi. Wo thodi late thi aur uska dhyaan sirf saamne wale raste par tha.


*THUD!*


Ishani seedha Raj ki chauri chati se takrayi. Uske haath se saari files hawa mein ud gayi aur wo piche girne hi wali thi ki Raj ne tezi se uska haath pakad liya aur dusra haath uski kamar par tika diya.


Time slow-motion mein badal gaya.


Ishani ki aankhein darr se khuli ki khuli reh gayi. Usne Raj ki shirt ko zor se mutthi mein bhich liya tha. Usne upar dekha... aur wahi ruk gayi. Raj ki aankhon mein ek ajeeb sa nasha tha. Ishani ko apne chehre par Raj ki garm saansein mehsoos ho rahi thi. Raj ke cologne ki woody aur musk ki khushbu uske dimag par chha gayi.


"Girte waqt sambhalne wala chahiye, ya phir girne ka shauk hai?" Raj ne halki muskurahat ke saath pucha. Uska touch itna garm tha ki Ishani ke shareer mein ek current sa daud gaya.


"I-I'm sorry... wo... main late ho rahi thi," Ishani ne haklate hue kaha, uska chehra tamatar ki tarah laal ho chuka tha.


Raj ne use dheere se seedha khada kiya par uski kamar se haath hatane mein do second ka waqt liya. Wo do second Ishani ke liye sadiyon jaise thhe. Raj niche jhuka aur badi nazaakat se Ishani ki files uthane laga.


Jab usne last file uthayi aur Ishani ko di, unki ungliyan phir se touch hui. Ishani ne jhat se file li, uska dil kisi hathode ki tarah dhadak raha tha.


"Pehli baar kisi se takrana itna bura nahi lag raha," Raj ne uski aankhon mein dekh kar kaha aur aage badh gaya, Ishani ko wahi khada chhod kar.


Ishani wahi khadi rahi, uske pair tharr-tharra rahe thhe.

( Ishani man me ): 'Ye kaun tha? Maine aaj tak kisi ladke mein itni energy mehsoos nahi ki. Uska touch... it was so dominant, yet so gentle. My God, I can still smell him on my clothes.'

Raj aage badha aur Principal’s office ki taraf gaya. Corridor ke ant mein ek aur shaks tha jo use observe kar raha tha.

Mrs. Khanna—The Economics Teacher. Wo apni 30s mein thi, ek elegant black chiffon saree mein, jiska pallu unki waist par bade salike se pin kiya hua tha. Unka aura authority aur grace ka mix tha. Lekin jab unhone Raj ko dekha, unki nazrein uske broad shoulders aur uske chalne ke andaaz par tik gayi.

Raj unke paas ruka. "Good morning, Ma'am. Can you point me towards the Principal's office?"

Mrs. Khanna ne use upar se neeche tak dekha. Unhone kai students dekhe thhe, par Raj student kam aur ek mard zyada lag raha tha. Unki nazron mein ek chamak aayi jo shayad ek teacher ki nahi thi.

"Naye ho yahan?" Unhone apni awaaz ko thoda sensual par professional rakha.

"Ji. Raj. Aaj hi join kiya hai," Raj ne unki aankhon mein bina jhijhak ke dekha. He wasn't intimidated by her authority; in fact, he was challenging it with his gaze.

Mrs. Khanna ne apne honthon par ek halki smile layin. "Interesting. Main hi tumhari class teacher hoon, Raj. Mrs. Khanna. Office wahan hai, left mein. Don't be late for the first lecture. I don't like late-comers."

Raj ne ek chota sa nod diya aur unke paas se guzra. Jab wo guzra, Mrs. Khanna ne mehsoos kiya ki unki saansein thodi tez ho gayi hain. Raj ke body ki heat unhe apne skin par mehsoos hui thi.

( Mrs. Khanna Man mein ) : 'There’s something about this boy. Something dangerous. He doesn't look like someone who follows rules... he looks like someone who makes them.'

Raj ne Principal ke office mein entry li. Poore school mein ab sirf ek hi naam gunj raha tha. Raj.

Pehla din
abhi shuru hi hua tha, aur shatranj ki mohrein apni jagah par set ho chuki thi.

 

[Haiwaan]

CHAPTER 1
THE PHENOMENON​

Mumbai ki subah mein ek ajeeb si garmi aur humidity thi, lekin St. Stephens International School ke gate par jo thandak thi, wo wahan ki elite class ki nishani thi. Ye sirf ek school nahi tha, ye Mumbai ke sabse ameer aur influential logon ke bachon ka ek playground tha.
The sound of heavy engines was common here, par jab ek chamchamati black Range Rover gate ke samne ruki, toh sabki nazrein thak si gayi.


Jaise hi pichla darwaza khula, pehle ek black leather boot zameen par tika. Uske baad bahar aaya Raj.


Raj... 6 feet 2 inches ki height, broad shoulders jo uski crisp white shirt ke andar saaf nazar aa rahe the. Usne apni shirt ke upar ke do buttons khule rakhe thhe, revealing a hint of his muscular chest. His skin had a sun-kissed glow, and his jawline was sharp enough to cut glass.


Usne apne aviators utare aur apni gehri, smoky eyes se school ki building ko scan kiya. Uske thick, dark baal thode messy thhe, par har ek strand bilkul perfect jagah par tha.


"Stephens... let's see what you have for me," Raj ne dheere se kaha. Uska baritone voice itna deep tha ki aas-paas khadi ladkiyan bas use dekhti hi reh gayi.


( Raj man mein ): 'Naya shehar, naye log. Par reaction wahi purana. In sabki aankhon mein wahi bhook hai. They want to know me, they want to touch me. It’s almost boring now.'


Raj corridor mein chalne laga. Har kadam par ek confidence tha, ek magnetic aura jo logon ko apni taraf khinch raha tha. Girls in short skirts and designer bags suddenly stopped talking. Conversations pause ho gayi. It was like a ripple effect—jahan jahan se Raj guzar raha tha, wahan sannata chha raha tha.


Tabhi, ek mod par, uska saamna Ishani se hua.


Ishani—the topper, the simple girl, but naturally beautiful. Wo dher saari files aur books pakde haphate hue bhaag rahi thi. Wo thodi late thi aur uska dhyaan sirf saamne wale raste par tha.


*THUD!*


Ishani seedha Raj ki chauri chati se takrayi. Uske haath se saari files hawa mein ud gayi aur wo piche girne hi wali thi ki Raj ne tezi se uska haath pakad liya aur dusra haath uski kamar par tika diya.


Time slow-motion mein badal gaya.


Ishani ki aankhein darr se khuli ki khuli reh gayi. Usne Raj ki shirt ko zor se mutthi mein bhich liya tha. Usne upar dekha... aur wahi ruk gayi. Raj ki aankhon mein ek ajeeb sa nasha tha. Ishani ko apne chehre par Raj ki garm saansein mehsoos ho rahi thi. Raj ke cologne ki woody aur musk ki khushbu uske dimag par chha gayi.


"Girte waqt sambhalne wala chahiye, ya phir girne ka shauk hai?" Raj ne halki muskurahat ke saath pucha. Uska touch itna garm tha ki Ishani ke shareer mein ek current sa daud gaya.


"I-I'm sorry... wo... main late ho rahi thi," Ishani ne haklate hue kaha, uska chehra tamatar ki tarah laal ho chuka tha.


Raj ne use dheere se seedha khada kiya par uski kamar se haath hatane mein do second ka waqt liya. Wo do second Ishani ke liye sadiyon jaise thhe. Raj niche jhuka aur badi nazaakat se Ishani ki files uthane laga.


Jab usne last file uthayi aur Ishani ko di, unki ungliyan phir se touch hui. Ishani ne jhat se file li, uska dil kisi hathode ki tarah dhadak raha tha.


"Pehli baar kisi se takrana itna bura nahi lag raha," Raj ne uski aankhon mein dekh kar kaha aur aage badh gaya, Ishani ko wahi khada chhod kar.


Ishani wahi khadi rahi, uske pair tharr-tharra rahe thhe.

( Ishani man me ): 'Ye kaun tha? Maine aaj tak kisi ladke mein itni energy mehsoos nahi ki. Uska touch... it was so dominant, yet so gentle. My God, I can still smell him on my clothes.'

Raj aage badha aur Principal’s office ki taraf gaya. Corridor ke ant mein ek aur shaks tha jo use observe kar raha tha.

Mrs. Khanna—The Economics Teacher. Wo apni 30s mein thi, ek elegant black chiffon saree mein, jiska pallu unki waist par bade salike se pin kiya hua tha. Unka aura authority aur grace ka mix tha. Lekin jab unhone Raj ko dekha, unki nazrein uske broad shoulders aur uske chalne ke andaaz par tik gayi.

Raj unke paas ruka. "Good morning, Ma'am. Can you point me towards the Principal's office?"

Mrs. Khanna ne use upar se neeche tak dekha. Unhone kai students dekhe thhe, par Raj student kam aur ek mard zyada lag raha tha. Unki nazron mein ek chamak aayi jo shayad ek teacher ki nahi thi.

"Naye ho yahan?" Unhone apni awaaz ko thoda sensual par professional rakha.

"Ji. Raj. Aaj hi join kiya hai," Raj ne unki aankhon mein bina jhijhak ke dekha. He wasn't intimidated by her authority; in fact, he was challenging it with his gaze.

Mrs. Khanna ne apne honthon par ek halki smile layin. "Interesting. Main hi tumhari class teacher hoon, Raj. Mrs. Khanna. Office wahan hai, left mein. Don't be late for the first lecture. I don't like late-comers."

Raj ne ek chota sa nod diya aur unke paas se guzra. Jab wo guzra, Mrs. Khanna ne mehsoos kiya ki unki saansein thodi tez ho gayi hain. Raj ke body ki heat unhe apne skin par mehsoos hui thi.

( Mrs. Khanna Man mein ) : 'There’s something about this boy. Something dangerous. He doesn't look like someone who follows rules... he looks like someone who makes them.'

Raj ne Principal ke office mein entry li. Poore school mein ab sirf ek hi naam gunj raha tha. Raj.

Pehla din
abhi shuru hi hua tha, aur shatranj ki mohrein apni jagah par set ho chuki thi.

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RAJ: THE MAGNETIC FLAME – A SAGA OF POWER, PASSION & PAIN

St. Stephens College ke corridors mein jab uski Ducati garajti hai, toh waqt tham jata hai. Wo koi aam ladka nahi hai—wo ek toofan hai. Greek-god physique, nishili aankhein aur ek magnetic personality... Raj!

Par is chamakti hui personality ke peeche chupa hai London ki galiyon ka ek gehra aur khooni raaz. Kyun Raj ko London se deport kiya gaya? Kya wo ek hero hai jo masoomon ki hifazat karta hai, ya ek beraham monster jo maut baant-ta hai?

CHAR HASEENAYEIN, EK JALTA HUA SHOLA:

ISHANI: Masoomiyat ki murat, jiska dil Raj ke liye dhadakta hai. Kya uski mohabbat Raj ke andhere ko roshni de payegi?

ANJALI: Discipline ki devi aur Head Girl, jisne Raj ke junoon mein apne saare asool mitti mein mila diye.

MRS. KHANNA: Ek haseen teacher, jo Raj ki proximity mein apni maryada aur raaz dono bhool chuki hai.

RIYA: Raj ke past ka wo zeherila hissa, jo London se sirf use tabah karne aayi hai.


Kyun Raj kisi ek ka hokar nahi rehta? Kya ye kahani sirf ek khel hai, ya Raj ki koi badi planning?

Swaas rok dene wala action, pighla dene wala romance aur har mod par ek naya twist. Tayyar ho jaiye, kyunki 'The King' ab apne sabse khatarnak roop mein laut aaya hai.

RAJ: THE MAGNETIC FLAME
"Jisne bhi is aag ko chhune ki koshish ki, wo raakh ho gaya!"


Written by Rex1

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CHAPTER 1
THE PHENOMENON​

Mumbai ki subah mein ek ajeeb si garmi aur humidity thi, lekin St. Stephens International School ke gate par jo thandak thi, wo wahan ki elite class ki nishani thi. Ye sirf ek school nahi tha, ye Mumbai ke sabse ameer aur influential logon ke bachon ka ek playground tha.
The sound of heavy engines was common here, par jab ek chamchamati black Range Rover gate ke samne ruki, toh sabki nazrein thak si gayi.


Jaise hi pichla darwaza khula, pehle ek black leather boot zameen par tika. Uske baad bahar aaya Raj.


Raj... 6 feet 2 inches ki height, broad shoulders jo uski crisp white shirt ke andar saaf nazar aa rahe the. Usne apni shirt ke upar ke do buttons khule rakhe thhe, revealing a hint of his muscular chest. His skin had a sun-kissed glow, and his jawline was sharp enough to cut glass.


Usne apne aviators utare aur apni gehri, smoky eyes se school ki building ko scan kiya. Uske thick, dark baal thode messy thhe, par har ek strand bilkul perfect jagah par tha.


"Stephens... let's see what you have for me," Raj ne dheere se kaha. Uska baritone voice itna deep tha ki aas-paas khadi ladkiyan bas use dekhti hi reh gayi.


( Raj man mein ): 'Naya shehar, naye log. Par reaction wahi purana. In sabki aankhon mein wahi bhook hai. They want to know me, they want to touch me. It’s almost boring now.'


Raj corridor mein chalne laga. Har kadam par ek confidence tha, ek magnetic aura jo logon ko apni taraf khinch raha tha. Girls in short skirts and designer bags suddenly stopped talking. Conversations pause ho gayi. It was like a ripple effect—jahan jahan se Raj guzar raha tha, wahan sannata chha raha tha.


Tabhi, ek mod par, uska saamna Ishani se hua.


Ishani—the topper, the simple girl, but naturally beautiful. Wo dher saari files aur books pakde haphate hue bhaag rahi thi. Wo thodi late thi aur uska dhyaan sirf saamne wale raste par tha.


*THUD!*


Ishani seedha Raj ki chauri chati se takrayi. Uske haath se saari files hawa mein ud gayi aur wo piche girne hi wali thi ki Raj ne tezi se uska haath pakad liya aur dusra haath uski kamar par tika diya.


Time slow-motion mein badal gaya.


Ishani ki aankhein darr se khuli ki khuli reh gayi. Usne Raj ki shirt ko zor se mutthi mein bhich liya tha. Usne upar dekha... aur wahi ruk gayi. Raj ki aankhon mein ek ajeeb sa nasha tha. Ishani ko apne chehre par Raj ki garm saansein mehsoos ho rahi thi. Raj ke cologne ki woody aur musk ki khushbu uske dimag par chha gayi.


"Girte waqt sambhalne wala chahiye, ya phir girne ka shauk hai?" Raj ne halki muskurahat ke saath pucha. Uska touch itna garm tha ki Ishani ke shareer mein ek current sa daud gaya.


"I-I'm sorry... wo... main late ho rahi thi," Ishani ne haklate hue kaha, uska chehra tamatar ki tarah laal ho chuka tha.


Raj ne use dheere se seedha khada kiya par uski kamar se haath hatane mein do second ka waqt liya. Wo do second Ishani ke liye sadiyon jaise thhe. Raj niche jhuka aur badi nazaakat se Ishani ki files uthane laga.


Jab usne last file uthayi aur Ishani ko di, unki ungliyan phir se touch hui. Ishani ne jhat se file li, uska dil kisi hathode ki tarah dhadak raha tha.


"Pehli baar kisi se takrana itna bura nahi lag raha," Raj ne uski aankhon mein dekh kar kaha aur aage badh gaya, Ishani ko wahi khada chhod kar.


Ishani wahi khadi rahi, uske pair tharr-tharra rahe thhe.

( Ishani man me ): 'Ye kaun tha? Maine aaj tak kisi ladke mein itni energy mehsoos nahi ki. Uska touch... it was so dominant, yet so gentle. My God, I can still smell him on my clothes.'

Raj aage badha aur Principal’s office ki taraf gaya. Corridor ke ant mein ek aur shaks tha jo use observe kar raha tha.

Mrs. Khanna—The Economics Teacher. Wo apni 30s mein thi, ek elegant black chiffon saree mein, jiska pallu unki waist par bade salike se pin kiya hua tha. Unka aura authority aur grace ka mix tha. Lekin jab unhone Raj ko dekha, unki nazrein uske broad shoulders aur uske chalne ke andaaz par tik gayi.

Raj unke paas ruka. "Good morning, Ma'am. Can you point me towards the Principal's office?"

Mrs. Khanna ne use upar se neeche tak dekha. Unhone kai students dekhe thhe, par Raj student kam aur ek mard zyada lag raha tha. Unki nazron mein ek chamak aayi jo shayad ek teacher ki nahi thi.

"Naye ho yahan?" Unhone apni awaaz ko thoda sensual par professional rakha.

"Ji. Raj. Aaj hi join kiya hai," Raj ne unki aankhon mein bina jhijhak ke dekha. He wasn't intimidated by her authority; in fact, he was challenging it with his gaze.

Mrs. Khanna ne apne honthon par ek halki smile layin. "Interesting. Main hi tumhari class teacher hoon, Raj. Mrs. Khanna. Office wahan hai, left mein. Don't be late for the first lecture. I don't like late-comers."

Raj ne ek chota sa nod diya aur unke paas se guzra. Jab wo guzra, Mrs. Khanna ne mehsoos kiya ki unki saansein thodi tez ho gayi hain. Raj ke body ki heat unhe apne skin par mehsoos hui thi.

( Mrs. Khanna Man mein ) : 'There’s something about this boy. Something dangerous. He doesn't look like someone who follows rules... he looks like someone who makes them.'

Raj ne Principal ke office mein entry li. Poore school mein ab sirf ek hi naam gunj raha tha. Raj.

Pehla din
abhi shuru hi hua tha, aur shatranj ki mohrein apni jagah par set ho chuki thi.

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