I have been desperately in love with Lachlan Hawke since I was twelve. The boy full of promises and potential. The boy that had all heads turning wherever he went. The boy that you would want to bring home to your parents. And he was the boy that was brought home to meet my parents, I just wasn't the Brye twin he came with. Growing up in my twin sister's shadow, I had grown accustom to the knowledge that I'd never meet the high pedestal my parent's put Lilly on. So when I met Lachlan Hawke and there was an immediate connection, I finally thought I had something Lilly didn't. Until Lachlan and Lilly started dating. Hazel Brye was like a movie. Radiating with purity and innocence. Full of security and certainty. And hands down the prettiest girl I had ever seen. So when I decide to grow some balls and ask her out, I'm shocked to find out that she has a boyfriend, according to her twin sister Lilly. So what does my thirteen year old brain do? It decides that Lilly is close enough. And when I start feeling under pressure of being the Mayor's first son and making sure I secure a spot on the rugby team, I stay with Lilly for security. But every time I see Hazel Brye and her innocent eyes, I'm constantly reminded of that silly crush I had at thirteen. And when things hit the fan with Lilly, I turn to Hazel for help, Which causes my mind to wonder if I ever got over my silly crush, or has that crush turned into something stronger? And better question, does Hazel feel the same? (Based in Australia, 1990's)

I met a girl six years back. She was everything I thought I never wanted. But how incredibly wrong was I? But one day she left. Just like that. For a moment I felt like I had her, I felt like I had this future I never dared to imagine before. I felt wrong because days become weeks and months become years but I never found her. Who could have thought that the woman I have been desperately looking for, the woman who promised to marry me will be sitting in front of me as my business partner? "When you decided to run away 6 years ago you should have stayed hidden. Because you are so fucked, Mara." Marilyn Harrison is a lady of secrets. When every night she locked herself in the room and tried so hard to cry silently some of those tears were not for her family but rather for someone else. But one day she came out of that room wearing a black dress and the darkest shade of red lipstick. Since then we never saw Marilyn shed a single tear until...now. She refused therapy. She accepted the pain. She didn't want the pain to go away. But maybe they were wrong. Wrong that everything that she cared about is long gone because this man who stood in front of them is holding a string of her heart that her mind is fighting so hard to abandon. Read the story of two business typhoon fighting their way to get what they deserve while facing their twisted history. Is it fate which bought them together after six-year or an omen? This story entirely belongs to me. You better not copy it. WARNINGS🛑 Contains mature scenes Sexual abuse, rape, physical violence are depicted in this stories. (Read it at you own risk.)