Isbn: 9780971940345 - echoes of a stranger (9 Ergebnisse)

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Paperback. Zustand: new. Paperback. One wrong number. One voice. And suddenly, the man who had never believed in love found himself waiting for midnight-just to hear her breathe. He had no right to feel this, yet every word, every pause pulled him closer to the place he swore he would never go. Shivansh Desai. CEO. Stoic. Disciplined. Detached. A man of ice, armor, and silence-until her laughter melted everything he thought unshakable. Prisha Sharma. Sunshine wrapped in calm defiance. She never chased him. She never needed him. And yet, by some cruel twist of fate, she became the only place where his restless mind could rest. They never planned it. Never labeled it. But in the stolen hours of midnight calls, they became each other's secret. And then. she left. No warning. No goodbye. Just absence. He shattered quietly, hiding the cracks behind power and control. Years passed, empires rose, but nothing filled the hollow she left. Until fate returned her. Same face. Same voice. Different world. Her eyes carried guilt, her lips trembled with unspoken longing. And deep inside, she admitted- "I left. but my heart never stopped following you." He felt it too-the pull, the ache, the fury. "You vanished like I was nothing. I should hate you. but how do I stop craving the very thing that ruined me?" Two hearts, scarred by silence, bound by a love that never died. Maybe this time, love would be enough. Maybe fate would finally keep what it once stole. A chance connection via a midnight phone call ignites a passion that leaves a stoic tycoon shattered when his muse vanishes. Years later, fate reunites them, forcing two wounded souls to decide if their fractured bond can finally heal. This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability. …

Paperback. Zustand: new. Paperback. One wrong number. One voice. And suddenly, the man who had never believed in love found himself waiting for midnight-just to hear her breathe. He had no right to feel this, yet every word, every pause pulled him closer to the place he swore he would never go. Shivansh Desai. CEO. Stoic. Disciplined. Detached. A man of ice, armor, and silence-until her laughter melted everything he thought unshakable. Prisha Sharma. Sunshine wrapped in calm defiance. She never chased him. She never needed him. And yet, by some cruel twist of fate, she became the only place where his restless mind could rest. They never planned it. Never labeled it. But in the stolen hours of midnight calls, they became each other's secret. And then. she left. No warning. No goodbye. Just absence. He shattered quietly, hiding the cracks behind power and control. Years passed, empires rose, but nothing filled the hollow she left. Until fate returned her. Same face. Same voice. Different world. Her eyes carried guilt, her lips trembled with unspoken longing. And deep inside, she admitted- "I left. but my heart never stopped following you." He felt it too-the pull, the ache, the fury. "You vanished like I was nothing. I should hate you. but how do I stop craving the very thing that ruined me?" Two hearts, scarred by silence, bound by a love that never died. Maybe this time, love would be enough. Maybe fate would finally keep what it once stole. A chance connection via a midnight phone call ignites a passion that leaves a stoic tycoon shattered when his muse vanishes. Years later, fate reunites them, forcing two wounded souls to decide if their fractured bond can finally heal. This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our Sydney, NSW warehouse or from our UK or US warehouse, depending on stock availability. …

Paperback. Zustand: new. Paperback. One wrong number. One voice. And suddenly, the man who had never believed in love found himself waiting for midnight-just to hear her breathe. He had no right to feel this, yet every word, every pause pulled him closer to the place he swore he would never go. Shivansh Desai. CEO. Stoic. Disciplined. Detached. A man of ice, armor, and silence-until her laughter melted everything he thought unshakable. Prisha Sharma. Sunshine wrapped in calm defiance. She never chased him. She never needed him. And yet, by some cruel twist of fate, she became the only place where his restless mind could rest. They never planned it. Never labeled it. But in the stolen hours of midnight calls, they became each other's secret. And then. she left. No warning. No goodbye. Just absence. He shattered quietly, hiding the cracks behind power and control. Years passed, empires rose, but nothing filled the hollow she left. Until fate returned her. Same face. Same voice. Different world. Her eyes carried guilt, her lips trembled with unspoken longing. And deep inside, she admitted- "I left. but my heart never stopped following you." He felt it too-the pull, the ache, the fury. "You vanished like I was nothing. I should hate you. but how do I stop craving the very thing that ruined me?" Two hearts, scarred by silence, bound by a love that never died. Maybe this time, love would be enough. Maybe fate would finally keep what it once stole. A chance connection via a midnight phone call ignites a passion that leaves a stoic tycoon shattered when his muse vanishes. Years later, fate reunites them, forcing two wounded souls to decide if their fractured bond can finally heal. This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability. …

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Taschenbuch. Zustand: Neu. Echoes of a Stranger | Sophie Hevens | Taschenbuch | Englisch | 2026 | ArionaBooks | EAN 9780971940345 | Verantwortliche Person für die EU: Libri GmbH, Europaallee 1, 36244 Bad Hersfeld, gpsr[at]libri[dot]de | Anbieter: preigu Print on Demand.