Matteo Valenti left at 17 with no choice, no voice, and no way to fight fate. Born into an Italian business dynasty, he was pulled away from the girl he loved to serve a future that was never truly his. Ten years later, at 27, Matteo returns not as the powerless boy who disappeared, but as a successful businessman with influence, control, and one regret he never buried. Bianca Blanco. Now 25, Bianca is everything the world admires: a rising model and content creator whose life is measured in hotel keys, city lights, and carefully curated perfection. But beneath the success is a wound she never allowed to heal. Matteo didn't just leave, he broke her. And when their paths collide again, she's no longer the girl waiting for him to come back. She's the woman determined to make him pay. When Bianca accepts a high-profile collaboration that locks her into a two-week business shoot, she has no idea the company's CEO is the very boy who once walked out of her life. Matteo orchestrated the project for one reason only to find her. To fix what he destroyed. To never lose her again. But Bianca isn't interested in closure. She's interested in control. With her best friend Lyssa by her side and Matteo's closest ally Elio watching everything unfold, old feelings clash with new power dynamics. Tension simmers. Words go unsaid. And then one photo, taken at the wrong moment, leaks to the public. The media explodes. Bianca's career hangs by a thread. Now they face an impossible choice, fake a relationship to protect her image or risk losing everything they've both worked for. But pretending is dangerous when love was never truly gone. As secrets resurface,unfinished business refuses to stay buried, Matteo and Bianca are forced to confront the truth, some love stories don't end, they wait. And this time, walking away may not be an option. (This story was created by me and my friend. / 18+ )

𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐑 𝐗 𝐕𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐌 || 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 ────── In der pompösen Schneiderei der Innenstadt LA's träumt die talentierte Schneiderin Eleanor schon seit Jahren davon, ihre kreativen Ideen und Designs der Welt zu präsentieren. Doch stattdessen findet sie sich oft als Putzfrau in der Werkstatt wieder, während ihr Wunsch nach Anerkennung und Erfüllung unerfüllt bleibt. Als ein charismatischer Milliardär die Schneiderei betritt und Eleanors verborgenes Talent entdeckt, ändert sich alles. Er erkennt ihr Potenzial und drängt sie, seine persönliche Schneiderin zu werden. Zwischen der Herausforderung, ihren Platz in der Modewelt zu finden, und den unerwarteten Gefühlen, die der Milliardär in ihr weckt, steht Eleanor vor einer schwierigen Entscheidung: Soll sie weiterhin im Verborgenen arbeiten oder den Mut finden, ihren Träumen zu folgen und ihre wahre Bestimmung zu erfüllen? ────── 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐓 "Du bist nicht nur eine begabte Schneiderin, 𝘌𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘳, sondern auch diejenige, die meine Sinne erweckt und meine Welt mit Farbe und Leidenschaft füllt" ────── Covergestaltung & Bannergestaltung: @mondgekuesste & @nathpages Rechtschreib- & Logikfehler werden mit Sicherheit auftreten, also seid bitte nicht so streng mit mir. : )

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. 𝐇𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭. She hides behind sharp boots and brighter dresses, yellow loud enough to drown out the cracks in her heart. It almost works. Until the man her papa crossed decides to collect what he's owed. He doesn't ask. He takes. Tattooed hands. Calculated eyes. A ruler of empires built on blood. He closes the distance. She tries to keep it. But he's always liked the chase.

Rise...or be bound forever. Upon nearing adulthood, citizens of Aegia face the choice to risk it all. For some, it's all about the glory, and living up to their family name. For others, it's an offer of security, of knowing where their next meal is coming from. And so they make the choice to enroll in one of several Academies, where they are taught the ancient texts, the history of the realm, and the sacred runes handed down by the gods themselves. At the end of their time there, they face a series of tests to be sorted into two castes: 𝗔𝗲𝗹𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘀, the elite rulers, advance to the top positions in their field, deciding what is built, what is destroyed, where taxes go...and who lives and dies. And 𝘀𝘆𝗹𝗿𝗮, the servants bound by magic to their Aelaris. Seen as little more than an appendage and status symbol, they spend their days following their Aelaris and living for their demands, completely devoted and content in their role. The bond is considered sacred. It prevents the Aelaris from ever harming their sylra while ensuring the sylra is happy to serve. It is the Rite of Ascension that determines who belongs where, a process that measures worth and potential, through the power of the gods. Rian Argon-son has always believed he was destined to join the ranks of the Aelaris, working tirelessly to prove himself worthy. Meanwhile his nemesis Ileana, born into wealth and privilege, has always seen herself as a true heir to power. Their rivalry has simmered in all their time at the Academy, and now the final testing is upon them. They may be both top of their class, but ultimately the Rite of Ascension will decide everything. Both have prepared. Neither are ready. Cover by @Merlyn_Fereira

They were perfect. Untouchable. Inseparable. Lavish parties, lake houses, effortless wealth, but behind closed doors, the illusion crumbles. Secrets fester, addiction hides in plain sight, mania spirals dangerously, and love strikes when it's least expected. In a world obsessed with reputation and appearances, perfection is a trap. Sometimes the only way forward is to let the glass break, and hope the light can get in. // Callum Hayes was always the quiet type, never speaking unless necessary. Instead he watches, calculating, controlled, carrying a legacy that was chosen for him long before he could say no. He wore his silence like armour, his shadow as a second skin. But when it came to her, the weight of it all softened, the darkness easing just enough to let the light she carried reach him. Isla Mercer was raised to be perfect. To be kind, to be composed. She was careful, feeling too deeply and thinking too much, carrying other people's expectations like they were her own. She learned how to hold herself together even when everything around her felt fragile. Until he showed her that some people don't want perfection from her, only honesty. // Isla let out a slow breath, her gaze fixed somewhere past him. "Maybe this is how it was always going to go," she muttered. "Maybe I'm just not meant for good things, maybe it's just fate." "I don't believe in fate," he whispered, "I believe in you." // Tropes: -Friends to lovers -Found family -Coming of age -Rich society -He fell first -Quiet yearning -One bed -Slow burn -"It's always been you" -Miscommunication -Absent parents (And so much more) // #1 in friendship goals 11-1-26 #3 in selfdestruction 3-1-26 #4 in ya 9-1-26

The Monarchy is dead, but the fight for the crown has never been bloodier. Welcome to Billard Academy, where old monarchs are still in power, aristocrats rebrand themselves as old money, and the secrets and intrigue are as thick as the ivy on their ancient walls. Corin Clarendon, descendant of a broken royal line, is the only child and daughter of the Chairman. Clarendon Industries should be hers. But the rules of succession only bow to a male heir. The rule is simple: whichever boy at Billard graduates at the top of the class wins the Clarendon empire, and Corin's hand in marriage. The legacy heirs-Rothwell, Ascor, and Vandercourt-are already circling like sharks, hungry for her inheritance. They want a queen to command. They don't realize Corin isn't interested in being a wife. She's planning to be king. Then there's Lucien Green. To the elite, he's just the scholarship kid from nowhere. But Lucien is a man with a leash around his neck. Sponsored by a shadow with a lethal agenda, he's at Billard to do more than just study. Armed with an eidetic memory that makes the "top boys" look like fools-and a way of looking at Corin that makes her blood run cold and hot all at once. He's the only one who might be more dangerous than the men trying to ruin her. Only one can win. And no one must fall in love. #boardingschool #heirs #succession #rivalstolovers #inheritance games [updates every Wed or Thu]

🌑🩸 Identity Entwined 🩸🌑 A brilliant mind. A forbidden experiment. A creation unlike any other. Dr. Iwan Kael has spent years in a hidden lab, stitching together human-like companions from the dead and whispers of ancient spells. Not to destroy. Not to conquer. But to perfect. Until one awakens differently. Alive. Feeling. Knowing. More than a creation. More than him. A real human. As Iwan hunts for the "mistake" in her design, the line between creator and creation begins to blur. What happens when the made becomes the teacher? And what if he realizes the truth too late-his own soul reshaped by the very being he sought to control? A dark psychological thriller of identity, love, and the dangerous beauty of feeling. Where creation remembers... and souls reflect.