❛❛ The bells of Poveglia rang not from towers, but from the depths of a saltwater grave. You watched as the walls of the asylum breathed with the pulse of those long forgotten by God. Holiness had once been a promise of salvation, but here, it was revealed as just another kind of hunger . . . ❜❜ A chance meeting in a Venetian museum leads an architect and a photographer into the heart of a maritime nightmare. They journey to the forbidden island of Poveglia, where the soil is enriched by ash and the corridors reverberate with the screams of the past. As the boundaries between memory and madness dissolve, they discover that some sins refuse to stay buried beneath the lagoon. 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Wattpad 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Banner & Cover by @mxtsuro 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Enmesharra ,, 2026

❛❛ She remembered the labyrinth of secrets that had drawn her in, secrets she could not yet comprehend. He had carried the weight of guilt and forces older than memory, hiding behind a mask of piety. Together, they had faced a world that refused mercy, discovering that freedom and redemption existed only in the spaces between lives, identities, and worlds . . . ❜❜ Aysha and Matteo navigate a world where faith and deception collide, and the line between reality and fevered dreams dissolves. The Vatican experiments on belief itself, and the Crevice waits for those who are lost, cursed, or forgotten. In this collapsing reality, love and sacrifice may be the only paths to survival---and the only means to remember. 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Wattpad 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Banner & Cover by @mxtsuro 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Enmesharra ,, 2026

❛❛ He was living on a heartbeat that was not even his, a pulse bought with blood and a whole lot of silence. Inside the Corpus, where the walls literally breathed and the shadows were looking for a reason to hunt, saying his own name was the fastest way to break his soul. They were stuck navigating a nightmare made of bone and pain, realizing that the only way to make it out was to hang onto the memories that just would not stay dead . . . ❜❜ Galateya and Shelomoh are trying to survive the Corpus, a city made of flesh where you cannot tell where a person ends and the architecture begins. It is run by the Father and the Mother---basically a pair of monsters turning suffering into a science---and the city itself eats the names and memories of anyone caught in its veins. In a place where a single word can literally shatter your body, they must get to the heart of the madness and find themselves before they are lost to the silence for good. 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Wattpad 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Banner & Cover by @mxtsuro 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Enmesharra ,, 2026

✧. ꒱ book ii of limbo ━━━━━ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐋 ⌘ ƈօʍքʟɛȶɛ (⸼𓍢✧𓈒⊹ֶָ֢ ) ✎ ┊❛❛ The city's gray, washed-out shadows were not enough to hide the mess you left behind. Every footstep that echoed off the pavement felt like a ghost from a life you just could not shake. Even in this gritty, black-and-white world, your heart kept thumping out the rhythm of everything you had seen and tried to forget . . . ❜❜ 𝗟𝗜𝗠𝗕𝗢 : 𝗟𝗜𝗠𝗕𝗢 : 𝗟𝗜𝗠𝗕𝗢 A world teetered between life and death, where darkness preyed on the broken and the past refused to stay buried. Chosen by the king of the crumbling cathedral, she was trapped in a cycle of abuse, her body a vessel for his dark desires. She was never meant to survive, yet she became a part of the limbo's horrifying story. (⸼𓍢✧𓈒⊹ֶָ֢ ) ƈօʍքʟɛȶɛ ⌘ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐋 ━━━━━ 🥇 Horror | End of Year Awards 2025 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Wattpad 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Banner & Cover by @mxtsuro 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Enmesharra ,, 2025