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I Was Never Yours by JessGirl93
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When Arianna marries billionaire Zach Price to save her family, she doesn't expect to fall in love with a man who'd always consider her a second choice. An unexpected turn of events brings the couple closer together, but can a marriage based on lies and deceit ever survive? ***** When Arianna's older sister, Olivia, decides to run away on the day of her wedding, Arianna is forced to take her place to save her family from ruin. But her new husband is angry, heartbroken, and seems to hate her guts. The cold, elusive billionaire Zach Price has never quite struck Arianna as the kind of man she'd want to spend her entire life with. She was more than content with her sweet, thoughtful boyfriend Noah, but when circumstances force them together, Zach and Arianna's hearts get entangled in a way she never saw coming. As the couple grows closer, they must battle the demons of their past and of the lives they left behind - especially when Olivia returns and decides she wants Zach all for herself. Content/Trigger Warning: This story contains scenes of violence and sexual abuse, and mentions abortion and miscarriage. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]] Cover designed by Ren Tachibana
Fragments of Us by sparkleandpen
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He once believed in love because he was raised in the middle of it. He wrote it into poems, painted it into skies. But one heartbreak turned his world colorless. He stopped writing, stopped painting, stopped creating altogether. Because when she left, it felt like he lost the best parts of himself too. Worried and heartbroken, his parents sent him away to a quiet coastal town, hoping to bring back the boy he used to be-warm, expressive, full of life. She once felt loved before her family broke apart and left her behind. Raised by her grandparents, she kept chasing love to fill the space her parents left. She gave too much, too soon, again and again, holding on to anyone who made her feel like she mattered. But one by one, they all left-some slowly, some suddenly, some with someone else. After her grandparents passed and her last love chose someone else, she stopped searching. Not because she no longer believed in love, but because she was too tired to chase and beg anymore. Two souls. Two hearts. Shaped by different versions of love. One genuine. One longed for. Both left quietly broken. In a coastal town where healing hides in the stillness, their paths cross. Not because they are looking. Not because they are ready. But because the sea has a way of pulling lost hearts toward each other. He walks the shoreline with a sketchbook, trying to remember the pieces of himself. She watches the stars from her window, whispering that someday her heart will heal completely, still hoping for a love that stays. They don't expect to meet. They don't expect to feel anything. But sometimes, love arrives when we've stopped chasing it. What happens when two hearts meet-not in longing, but in the calm after ruin? Are they just two strangers passing through a season of healing? Or is this love's quiet return-unexpected, undeserved, but exactly what they need?
A Perfect Day in Paris by ThisIsAnOtherStory
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When Jean, a disillusioned Parisian bookseller, keeps in his drawer a manuscript that every publisher has turned down, meets Esther Teillard, France's most magnetic young author, the ordinary turns extraordinary. What begins as a spontaneous escape from routine becomes a whirlwind day across Paris: cafés, literary salons, old bookstores, and encounters with eccentric writers. As fiction and reality blur, can two writers rewrite their lives? A love story born from books, shaped by words, and provin by the love of literature.
Redemption by Morks_Ideas
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Sawyer Price finally escaped her childhood home. Her dad is after her, and he'll stop at nothing to get her back. So, she drives until she ends up at her brother Fletcher's house. They haven't seen each other since they were kids, and now that she's standing on his doorstep, covered in blood, he's determined to keep her safe. Even if it's from people like his best friend. Football player, Carter James, lives exactly two doors down from Sawyer. He quickly becomes fascinated with the curly-haired girl who's determined to keep herself hidden away from the real world. He knows she has secrets and a past she isn't proud of, but he does too, and he's willing to help her. Except he didn't mean to fall for her, even if the first time he saw her made the heavens collide with the earth. So, they keep their friendship a secret. The more Carter tries to understand her, the more she pushes him away. He doesn't understand her, and she isn't willing to open up about her past. She's more afraid of what he'll think of her when he finds out, and it's not something she's willing to face. But secrets can only stay hidden for so long, and Sawyer won't have much of a choice when her father shows up looking for her. Will she reach out for help, or will she run? Because Sawyer has an escape plan, and Carter isn't willing to see her go, but good things always have to come to an end. Right?
An Improbable Resurrection by chasingshadowshome
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"Incompletion is the very thing that makes a love story complete." He said it - calmly, rationally - but somewhere deep inside, he hoped it wasn't true. He was logical, precise - a man who dissected his way to truth. She was sharp, intuitive - a girl who felt her way through the world, and sometimes, beyond it. Both carried their pasts like shadows stitched to their skin. One was still hiding. The other, still healing. When they met, something unfolded - not like fireworks, but like a quiet room filling slowly with light.