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Who are you, Ms. Dela Vega? (UNDER MAJOR EDITING) by sairentokiraa
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SLOWBURN • PROFESSORXSTUDENT • PSYCHE SERIES BOOKK 1
TETHERED (On hold) by ulan_jks
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A STAND ALONE STORY!
Miss President's Fiancée by ulan_jks
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Date Started: June 6, 2025 Date Completed: June 24, 2025
Ruin Me Sweetly  by AnasmissArt
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Longing to escape the colourless monotony of her days and step into a world gilded with silks and stillness, Jane dared to reach for something beyond her grasp. Whether it was innocence that drove her or a quiet hunger she could no longer deny, she did not know. But in doing so, she drew the gaze of Lady Blackwood... a gaze weighted with both promise and peril. Even the deer sharpen knives for their own undoing, offering themselves, fresh upon your altar. So take me. Eat of my flesh, drink of my blood- sweetened, hidden, poured into wine. ~ Jane's Confession ~
Beneath Her Heels  by ulan_jks
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Written in Taglish • Slow-burn troupe • BossxMaid Date Started: May 18, 2025 Completed: June 5, 2025
Strawberry Kisses by Natashalee312003
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Strawberry Kisses
Poor, Little Girl by Natashalee312003
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She forced her into marriage, then dared her to disobey. Every kiss had a price. Every breath was bait. They touched like lovers, lied like enemies, and rewrote every rule just to break it together. And while the world watched, they kept playing-until power meant nothing, and surrender tasted sweeter than control. Because in a game born of ruin, no one could tell who fell first... Who kissed the hell wide open- Or who, between the two devils left standing, was ever really the poor, little girl.