Albora Stories

(Inspired by the Turkish series Uzak Şehir) Will Alya's sister handle the Albora's?

When Cihan Albora-the silent, feared Aga of Mardin-steps into a glittering Istanbul gala, he expects nothing more than business and formality. What he doesn't expect... is her. Alya Smith, a brilliant neurosurgeon with a calm presence and eyes that see far deeper than most, becomes the only light strong enough to cut through the shadows he's carried his whole life. One look is all it takes for something to shift-quietly, dangerously. But powerful families are watching. Old enemies are stirring. And the fragile moment between them threatens to spark a storm neither city is ready for. Two worlds. One silent pull neither of them can explain. A story born in the space where his shadow met her light.

Dicen que la vida en familias como la mía y la de los Albora nunca nos pertenece del todo. Que nuestros pasos ya están escritos en acuerdos, negocios y matrimonios que otros deciden por nosotros. Tal vez sea cierto. Tal vez yo no debería haber esperado nada distinto cuando mi madre me anunció que tenía una cita concertada con Kaya Albora, a plena luz del día, en un restaurante donde cada mirada pesaba más que las palabras. Me llamo İpek, y aunque muchos piensan que soy solo una joven dócil enviada a cumplir un destino arreglado, mi verdad es distinta. He vivido bajo sombras que aún me persiguen, secretos que podrían cambiarlo todo si llegaran a la luz. No soy inocente, tampoco ingenua, y mucho menos una pieza fácil en el tablero que otros juegan. Ese mediodía, cuando me senté frente a Kaya por primera vez, entendí que aquel encuentro no era el final de un acuerdo... sino el inicio de una batalla silenciosa entre el deber y el deseo, entre lo que soy y lo que esperan que sea. Y juro que, aunque el destino intente dictar mis pasos, no permitiré que nadie apague mi voz.

A collection of Cihan and Alya one shots.

Cihan and Alya steal some moments of peace amidst all the chaos.

In the grand family mansion of Mardin, Biran is part of a noble family caught in the sorrow of her brother's death. The story revolves around Biran navigating her grief, emotional struggles, and complicated relationships with her family members. Amidst the heavy atmosphere, Shahin enters her life, adding an unspoken emotional tension, subtly shifting her feelings. The narrative explores the emotional complexity between family obligations, personal desires for freedom, and the painful process of dealing with los

The angry girls are always the loneliest.

Cihan's thumb brushed across the paper, wiping away the tears that had soaked into it. His tears kept falling, yet a smile spread across his face. Anyone watching would think him mad. Who would smile and cry from happiness when faced with the grim reality of spending the rest of their days in prison? But it didn't matter now, not when he wasn't the one lost in this madness.

Or it was his hand, innocently guiding her through the crowd, grazing her bare back, a touch so devilish, it burned not just her skin but her very soul. Whatever the reason, Alya shouldn't have been standing so close to him-shouldn't have been shoulder to shoulder, almost touching. She shouldn't have found herself admiring his profile, the sharp lines of his jaw. And, as the last domino fell, Alya shouldn't have closed her eyes. Because in that exact moment, with her eyes shut, her senses sharpened. His scent-wood, whiskey, and something unique, something belonging only to Cihan-flooded her nose. That was when all hell broke loose.