The shrill, insistent warble of my phone sliced through the cottony silence of the morning. A groggy groan escaped my lips as I fumbled for the device, the digital clock glaring back at me with a malevolent red: 6:00 AM. Who in the celestial sphere decided this was an appropriate hour for communication?
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šÆššš : 2 She wakes up with a blank slate, with no memory of the life before. But something feels off. Haunted by fragmented dreams and a nagging sense of unease, she can't shake the feeling that she's missing something vital. He watches from the shadows, a brooding enigma with eyes that hold both warmth and a dangerous edge. He knows her secrets, the life she's forgotten, the enemies that still hunt her. He's her nemesis, or so she believes. But his vow to protect her, even from herself, is unbreakable. When a ghost from the past resurfaces, shattering her carefully constructed reality, will she remember the love they shared? Or will the truth destroy them both? No, nothing will occur. He will not tolerate anything that harms her or her memories. He will create new memories for her and will rekindle her affection. Money. Power and Love - he would use anything to get what he wants. After all, he's never learned to lose. "šš”š'š¬ š¦š¢š§š. ššØ š¦ššššš« š¢š š¬š”š š«šš¦šš¦ššš«š¬ š¦š šØš« š§šØš. š š°š¢š„š„ š§šØš š š¢šÆš š®š© šØš§ š”šš«, š§šØ š¦ššššš« š”šØš° šš¢ššš¢šš®š„š š¢š š¢š¬ ššØš« š¦š ššØ š°šššš” š”šš« ššš”ššÆš š°šš¢š«šš„š² š°š¢šš” š¦š." Can't be read as a standalone, first read the duet 1 - HIS NEMESIS'S KISS.
She has always lived in the shadows, her weight and appearance making her a target for cruel whispers. She built walls of insecurity, avoiding crowds and especially boys, convinced they'd only see her flaws. Then, fate throws a curveball in the form of him, her accidental - situtional, new roommate ā the undeniably handsome golden boy of their college, the object of every girl's desire. She tries to maintain her distance, but his gaze lingers, finding a beauty she never knew she possessed. An undeniable attraction simmers between them, until one stolen night shatters all her carefully constructed rules. But their secret doesn't stay buried for long, and the price of their pleasure might just break them both. Tropes: Good Girl x Bad Boy High School Romance Caring and Protective him He fell first and harder Insecure and Overthinking Girl x Over-explaining Boy. "For all those girls who think they are chubby, stays insecure about their appearance. this story is for you" Leads : Rebecca Scott & Nathan Williams.
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Seven years ago, their worlds were tangled in secret desire and bitter rivalry. Emma Forbes, underage and head over heels for Noah Williams, kept their forbidden love hidden while her brother, Jack, clashed with Noah. Then, in a single devastating moment, Emma lost her parents, and Jack slipped into a coma ā the same day Noah walked away, back to his returning ex. Emma buried her heartbreak and built an empire from the ashes. Now, Noah is back, his desire for the woman Emma has become burning hotter than before, but she pushes him away, haunted by the past. Meanwhile, Elena Williams has always loved the stoic Jack, a truth Emma knows, even as Jack remains aloof, trapped by his own demons. As stolen moments and undeniable passion bind these two couples, a dangerous truth lurks beneath the surface. What will shatter their fragile connections when Emma and Jack uncover the devastating secret of their parents' accident? And what will happen when they realize the Williams family holds the key to their destruction?
[ šššššš 1 - ššššššššš] Because this is where love fades and hate resides and intensifies, broken hearts produce the most tragic stories. Their treachery is told through their bleeding hearts: their unrequited love was never reciprocated. These stories only serve to devastate. Ruins have the ability to take lives, destroy people's hopes, and then bring comfort. In other people's ruin. But the question is, can you be happy and sane if your love forgets you for a night? Not at all, right? Ada Sharma is a courageous, fearless girl who has put up with her father's violence for years in order to protect someone she has never seen but believes is still alive. Vidyut Agarwal demonstrated vulnerability in real life. He believed that there is no such thing as love in this world, only lust. But she will make him reveal his feelings, proving him wrong. They've loathed each other for years, but destiny is pushing them to love and kiss in order to heal each other's scars. Either now, or never. But what if his hatred for her suddenly becomes his possession? Will she embrace him for who he is, or will something horrible happen to make her forget his existence? ššššš«šš„š„ š§šØ šØš§š š¢š¬ š¢š§š§šØššš§š š¢š§ š”š¢š¬ ššš«šš”. ā§ļ½„ļ¾: *ā§ļ½„ļ¾:* šššššš: š¦š¹š¼š šÆššæš» š„š¼šŗš®š»š°š² šš¶š š ššš² š š²šŗš¼šæš šš¼šš š§šæš®š°šø šš¼š¹š¹š²š“š² š„š¼šŗš®š»š°š² šš²š šš²šæ šš®š°šø šš®š½š½š šš»š±š¶š»š“ š„š²š°šæš²š®šš¶š¼š» š¼š³ ššµš²š¶šæ š š²šŗš¼šæš¶š²š [šššššš 2 - ššš ššššššš'š ššš]
Once a beacon of laughter, her 18th birthday unfurled a darkness that swallowed her light whole. The girl who knew no guile became a veiled threat, a sweet poison capable of lethal grace. Unseen identities flickered beneath her charming facade, never betraying the danger that lurked within. She was a doll, exquisitely crafted for destruction, her strings pulled by a phantom hand. Then he came, a sun-drenched meadow, a vibrant forest. Her mission demanded she entwine herself with his life, a cruel deception she executed with chilling success, leaving his heart a smoldering ruin. The blame rained down ā from her family, from the world, and most brutally, from within. On the precipice of oblivion, he became her unexpected anchor. But the puppet master's game wasn't over. He was snatched, a pawn in a twisted plot that finally shattered her carefully constructed reality. The truth ignited the inferno within her ā she was a victim, blackmailed for sins that weren't hers. The hot temper that always simmered beneath the surface finally boiled over. The strings were severed, the roles reversed. Now, she holds the reins, and the manipulator will learn what it truly means to be a puppet in the hands of a woman forged in fire and reborn in vengeance. Her sweetness now carries the sharp tang of iron, her beauty the chilling gleam of power. The game has changed, and the hunter has become the prey. "ššØšÆš šš š§š¢ššš¬, ššš«š¤š§šš¬š¬ š šš„š„š¬. š š°š¢š„š„ š š¢š š”š" 4th Book of Elated Series. šš«šØš©šš¬ ā ššš„š„ ššš„š„ šš¢š«š¬š, š¬š”š ššš„š„ š”šš«ššš« ā šš š ššš© (22 - 28) ā šš¢šššš§ šššš«ššš¬ ā šš¢š©šØš„šš« ā ššš«šØš§š š šš ā šš®š§š¬š”š¢š§š š± šššÆšš«š¬š šš«š®š¦š©š² ā šš«š¢š š šš«š¢š§š ššØš§ššš§š
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