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Anthony stops at my bare shoulder and leans down to press a hot kiss onto the skin. "You can't say things like that.." He delivers another, this one to my collarbone and making my words grow weak, unconvincing ... even as they come from my own mouth. "We're supposed to be ... friends." Anthony is quiet at first, the only response I get being his free hand drifting over to cage my body into the small space between us. "I know .." He trails off. It goes dead silent for a second. "But I ... don't think that's enough for me, B." There's a sharp breath from me at the words and a flush of heat to my cheeks when Anthony pushes my hair over my shoulder. His actions expose me to him, showing off my bare shoulders in a way that's downright indecent as the straps pulled down now hang loosely off my arms. "I don't want .. to be just a friend to you." And then, there's another kiss to pair. Although it isn't a simple peck this time. It's an actual kiss now, slow and softly pressed onto my neck. Beatrix thought she'd never trust another guy again. After being burned, both physically and emotionally by her ex-boyfriend Rudy in her senior year of high school, Beatrix's trust in people is low. That is, until she transfers to the esteemed, private Highland University. It's a fresh start to give the girl what she wants most: A shot at normalcy. The plan is simple .. just keep her head down, study her ass off, try to become a functional person once again and hopefully make one friend or two. Everything was supposed to start over that year. She'd had high hopes of starting anew and faithfully prepared to blend in to the background. And the day goes well. Until she sits down in Spanish, where she meets Anthony Gamaro. After a slight misunderstanding, Beatrix finds herself in an odd friendship with the 20 year old football player. One that slowly helps her regain the confidence she'd long lost before.

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💍 She was the pawn. He was the king. But pawns can burn the board. 🖤 An unwanted girl. A cold heir. A marriage born of power, not love. 🔥 He ruled with dominance. She lived in shadows. But when their worlds collided, nothing would remain the same. 🌹 She feared him. He controlled her. But between fear and fire... love had no rule

🌧️ THE RAIN BETWEEN US by Leen Eyra Three years ago, Clara Whitmore lost the love of her life, Nathan Cole, in what police ruled a tragic car accident on a stormy night. Since then, Clara has lived quietly in London, burying herself in work as a book editor while carrying a grief she never truly healed from. On the first rainy night of autumn, a letter appears beneath her apartment door. It is written in Nathan's unmistakable handwriting. At first, Clara believes it is a cruel prank. But the letter contains intimate memories no one else could know-private promises, hidden conversations, details only Nathan ever shared. Then another letter arrives. And another. Each one reveals fragments of a darker truth: Nathan's death may have been staged, and the life he lived with Clara was not the whole story. Desperate for answers, Clara turns to Daniel Rowan, an investigative journalist known for exposing corruption and lies. Though skeptical at first, Daniel soon uncovers irregularities in Nathan's accident report, missing CCTV footage, and a powerful corporation connected to Nathan's final weeks. As rain falls across the city, Clara is pulled between two men: The one she loved and lost. And the one helping her survive the truth. But the deeper they dig, the more dangerous the mystery becomes. Because Nathan Cole is not simply dead. And if he is alive... he has been hiding for a reason. In the end, Clara must choose between preserving the memory of a perfect love-or facing the broken man behind it. Some love stories end in silence. Theirs begins with rain. #romance #thriller #mystery #darkromance #slowburn #betrayal #secrets #suspense #danger #lovetriangle #plottwist #investigation #london #rain #chemistry #bodyguard #strongfemalelead #protectivehero #adultfiction #emotional

*Note: This is based off an old and discontinued story that had its outline scrapped and reworked to fit the prompts for the ONC. Essentially, a new book for this competition. Only the core concept, title and the protagonist's name are kept the same.* ----- A ribbon, a hair-clip, a pen, a notebook and a radio, held in the arms of a sixteen year old girl... ... It's been four hundred of years since The Rot ravaged the world and sent people downward with its decaying touch, four hundred years since humanity has inhaled even a breath of fresh air and twenty years since the first fifth-generation child was born in the shelters deep underground. And now, beneath the poisoned earth at the edge of the world, only six of them remain living in the last surviving shelter, the last surviving Lifelight illuminating a darkened board. For the rest were claimed by The Rot. Protected at all costs, older generations shields the worst of the consequences, the worst of the panic, but truth cannot be hidden forever. With increasing tensions and increasing crime, it becomes clear that there are only two outcomes: to die in strife or to die in silence. That is, until an inexplicable hope presents itself in the form of a radio transmission originating from the single most uninhabitable place on Earth, the surface. But it's too late, too late for most, other than the most protected, the youngest, the fifth generation. The waiting game is over and now it's a race against time. Before The Rot reaches them, before they run out of supplies, the handful of survivors must reach out and find the source of the transmission. From this, there are only two possible results: death or a secured future. *Cover done by the amazing @toruinagod*

Lexa had just graduated, and found out that her path was completely undecided. No plans, no backups, just nothing. She found herself asking, "What's life After College?. " No one had been trained for this. No one thought about this in school. Feeling all alone in her battle, but only herself is her enemy. Will she go on, and just go with the flow? Or make her own path toward destiny? Will Lexa stay in her box? Or maybe... She will try something she's never done before. Halina't subaybayan ang buhay ni Lexa after College. Ang kanyang Pre-skip Era. Started: April 20, 2026 End: will this story end? No way!

"What the fuck?!" Yun ang iniisip niya at hindi ang mga aksyon ng mga kaibigan ko ng makita siya. "Sir, nakakahiya po ata na hinila niyo po ako dito ng ganun. Ano po bang problema? Wala naman akong natatandaan na may ginawa ako para hilahin niyo ako pataas dito," Galit na ba siya? Mukhang hindi maganda ang ginawa ko. "Aurora..I-I actually...Well you didn't do anything...but fuck! Yun na nga eh. Wala kang ginagawang nakaka-akit, pero hindi ko mapigilan ang sarili ko. Hindi ko na naisip kanina na na-andito sila, na mga kaibigan ko ang tsuma-tyansing sayo. I have no control when it comes to you, Aurora. I began to lose my control." Hindi kona kinakaya. Para na akong sasabog kanina ng nginitian niya ang mga kaibigan ko. Alam kong this is too much, but I don't have a care dahil ang akin ay dapat sa akin lang. Labing apat na taon gulang palang si Aurora ng mawalan siya ng ina. Ang pagkaka-alam niya ay anak siya sa labas ng kaniyang ama kaya ni kahit isang dalaw ay wala siyang natamo dito. Ang kaniyang Lola Celia at kaniyang pinsan na babae nalamang ang kasa-kasama nito. Fourth year college na siya kaya halos ingat na ingat siya sa lahat ng kinikilos at desisyon niya sa buhay. Simula ng malaman ni Aurora ang totoong rason kung bakit siya nabuo dito sa mundo ay wala na siyang amor sa kahit sinong lalaki na dumadaan sa buhay niya. Hanggang sa makilala niya ang isang lalaki na nagpagulo ng paniniwala at damdamin niya. Alam niyang mali ngunit sabi nga nila, mas masayang gawin kapag alam mong bawal. Meet Rodrigo Viztillan Sanchez, ang totoong panganay na anak ng mga Sanchez. Dahil sa kaniyang pagiging sopistikado at halos bansagan na 'clean-freak' ay nasanay ang mga taong ang kinikilala nilang panganay na anak ng mga Sanchez ay ang kapatid nitong si Roxanne Venice Sanchez. Mabait, masayahin at kilala ng lahat na kabaliktaran niya. Hindi naman iyon big deal para kay Drigo, kinasisiya niya pa ang ideya na iyon.

I'm not crazy. I'm just a little impaired...

At forty-five, Alex has already stepped out of his own life - no debts, no obligations, and no one waiting for him anywhere. A lottery win erased the past, but it didn't replace it with anything. So he does what's left to do when nothing matters anymore: he drives. Quiet roads, empty towns, routine breakfasts - a life reduced to motion without direction. Then, in a diner in the middle of nowhere, his past catches up to him. Only it isn't his past. It's Mike. His friend, but not his Mike. This one knows things he shouldn't. He finds Alex where no one could. And he casually introduces him to something impossible: a ship that doesn't travel through space... but through reality itself. Not by breaking physics, but by selecting it. Every choice. Every outcome. Every version of the world is branching endlessly - and this ship can navigate those branches like a library of alternate lives and realities. Some of them familiar; some of them better. Some that should never be visited in the first place; they will not be visited again. Mike is dying. The cost of traveling between worlds is already written into his body, and Alex, out of billions of his versions, is the one closest to the man Mike once knew and trusted - the one he's willing to hand everything over to. His ship. His mission. And a choice: to walk away... and go back to a life that no longer fits and makes sense. Or step inside, and risk losing the only version of himself he still understands.

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Best friends since birth. He is the grandson of a powerful billionaire, she is the daughter of a trusted family employee. They're inseparable - until someone frames her for something unforgivable. Maybe she was accused of stealing something precious, or betraying a family secret, or causing an accident that hurt someone he loved. He believed every word of it. She never explained. And just like that - their world shattered.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 ╰┈➤ 𝐇𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐧𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 ꧁⎝ 𓆩༺✧༻𓆪 ⎠꧂

ISHNI OBEROI Ishni a 24 year old girl simple yet elegant. She had everything until the day, she killed her own husband. Why did she killed her own husband? Why did she became this brutal? What will happen when mafia god helps her to prove her as victim? RUDRA SINGH RAJPUT A 30 year old, with deep ocean blue eyes handsome yet arrogant. The master mind and god of underworld, who's name is enough to terrifie people. In the shadows of power,rudra reigns supreme a formidable sigure feared and respected in equal measure. The CEO of rajput royals What will happen when he proves her as victim while world see her as criminal? Where will they both lead together? To happy ending or worst destruction? A story full of pain, trauma, revange and blood. Love? Uhm...well doesn't we love to endure pain? One word about him I'll rip your tongue. -- ISHNI OBEROI One Scratch on her I'll make sure you disappear from world. -- RUDRA SINGH RAJPUT

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She built her empire on asphalt and grief, and she wasn't about to let some white boy with a pretty smile and a fast car take it from her. Raven Cole runs the most feared racing crew in Los Angeles. She doesn't trust easy, she doesn't love easy, and she doesn't forgive at all. After everything the streets took from her, she's running on fume and fury, and the only thing that keeps her breathing is the sound of an engine turning over before a race. Tanner Walsh isn't who he says he is. He drives too clean, lies too smooth, and looks at Raven like she's the only thing worth looking at in a room full of dangerous people. He's supposed to be building a case. He's supposed to stay cold. He's supposed to walk away. Neither of them are very good at doing what they're supposed to do. © Relle H.

Inaya never bows. Yuvaan never loses control. She is bold, fearless, and always ready to stand against what's wrong. He is arrogant, disciplined, and a man who believes rules are never meant to be broken. When the rebellious student crosses paths with the strict and powerful professor, sparks fly instantly. What starts as clashes, arguments, and misunderstandings soon turns their world into a battlefield of pride and stubborn egos. But sometimes the fiercest storms arrive in the most unexpected ways... and sometimes the people we challenge the most are the ones who change us forever. ✨ Tropes: • Arrogant Professor × Fearless Student • Enemies to Lovers • Sunshine × Grumpy • Strong / Savage Female Lead • Protective Male Lead • Slow Burn Romance • College Romance • Power Clash • He Fell First • She Drives Him Crazy • Possessive Energy

✨Rudraksh × Anvika✨ They both came to make them reject each other. But..... When they met.. This is what happened... "So this was your plan... make me lose interest? Strange. All it did was make me notice you even more." "You failed the moment you walked in with that Innocence hiding behind your wild and fiesty words and those eyes begging me to ruin your innocence." They never believed in love. till they met....... ________________________________________________________ Mature content is there in this story....||18+

[ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐈𝐈 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ] Twelve year runway sovereign Zaara Mehra is a living nightmare for Misogyny. A cold blooded misandrist with an untouchable ego, she treats men like a disposable buffet, tasting, using, and discarding them. This toxic "fuckgirl" rules with a tongue of fire, her bed a revolving door of trophies kept only to satisfy her spite and lust. But when she sets her sights on her brother's best friend, it isn't for love. It's for conquest. Because how dare he ignore her? Avyaan Vittore Rosso is a master of clay and carnage. In one life, a world-renowned sculptor, in another, a lethal field agent. With a scathing misogynistic philosophy and a deep hatred for a woman's touch, he keeps his world sealed in ice. When he returns to India, he meets fire. To him, Zaara is nothing more than a pebble beneath his shoe. But Zaara doesn't take "no" for an answer. She doesn't want his heart, she wants him broken, stripped of his pride and kneeling at the foot of her bed. As their toxic psychological warfare unfolds, a nightmare rises from Egypt. A name that shouldn't exist resurfaces, in whispers, bloodstained reports, and impossible patterns. The Midnight Serpent: Cleopatra. She has returned, not for a kingdom, but for a massacre. A poisonous seductress of ritualistic crime, she declares a war of vengeance. The men of Qasr el-Raml live in terror, for they are her only targets. In her wake, one rule remains: Survivors do not see her face.

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