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The Scarlet Ruins by elysia_nyx
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Scarlet was chaos, ruins were the cost. Some wars are fought with bullets. Theirs is fought with kisses, chaos, and scars. When enemies reunite in a champagne-soaked ballroom, one stolen glance is all it takes to ignite years of buried rage, regret-and heat. She wanted to escape. He wanted a second chance. Neither expected the chaos that would follow. Ember Quinn isn't just the mastermind behind Aliferous, the elite custom-jewellery brand-she's fire wrapped in silk. Ruthlessly ambitious, emotionally armoured, and scarred by memories that never die, she's built her world on silence, success, and survival. And no, she doesn't need anyone-especially not him. Xavier Costa was the boy who stole her spotlight and the man who never really left her mind. All arrogance and edge, he's the storm that always knew how to unravel her calm. But this time, he's not just here to torment-he's the new contract. The one she can't ignore. What began as rivalry has returned as reckoning. The battlefield? A business deal neither can escape. And the weapons? Smirks, secrets, and a touch that still burns. He's not letting her go. She's not letting him win. But somewhere between hatred and hunger... they forget the difference.
Ink and Blood by elysia_nyx
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Trapped in my own thriller, survival is the only plot twist that matters. ----- Ink and Blood - your words become reality... with deadly consequences.
Wake up, Alisa! || A Short Story by elysia_nyx
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Chapters are going to be super-duper short, like for 2-3 minutes. If you are in for a binging short break, here I present you all a psychological thriller short story. ........ In a world where night falls too quickly... and the silence feels alive... Alisa wakes up in an empty classroom, her body numb, her memory blank, and the hallways echoing with a warning she can't hear. She takes the stairs down. The lights flicker again - but the horror fan in her doesn't even flinch. She takes the stairs down... one step... another... and another. But when she reaches the bottom... she's right back where she started. Same floor. Same number. Same impossible loop. Now, trapped between confusion and terror, she must ask herself: Is this a hallucination? A delusion? Paranoia? A nightmare? Or the reality she can't escape? This time... waking up was the mistake. ............ #1 dread #1 unreality #1 schoolhorror #1 mentalspiral ........ This is not the regular loop story you are thinking... Give it a shot I swear on my fucking book it won't disappoint you guys...