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Two heirs from powerful royal-mafia families meet at an elite university. They fall in love without knowing the full truth about each other's families. But their families have a history of betrayal and blood. When the truth comes out, love turns into revenge. Yet neither of them can truly hate the other.

Ethan Wright rules boardrooms with quiet control. Ava Reynolds challenges the world with fearless questions. When a billionaire tech founder and an outspoken MBA student collide during a university lecture, their clash of ideals ignites a battle of intellect, pride, and undeniable tension. Ava sees Ethan as everything wrong with power. Ethan sees Ava as the one voice he can't ignore. Forced proximity blurs the line between rivalry and attraction, while misunderstandings and unspoken sacrifices threaten to keep them apart. As families intertwine and walls begin to crack, both must confront a truth no business case can prepare them for- Love doesn't follow logic. And the heart is the riskiest investment of all.

A chain of love binds them to someone they will never have - not in this life, not in any that follows. Loyalty begins to rot into obsession, sanity thinning with every unspoken word. Emotions coil through their veins, clawing at the nerves, yet silence remains the only vow they are allowed to keep. Vulnerability festers. Anticipation aches. Desire stands still, suspended in time - burdened with questions everyone understands and no one dares to answer. And when all that remains is ruin, one question survives the wreckage: "The beloved... or the love itself?" -------------------------------

In the misty hill town of Vanaashi, nothing stays buried for long- not secrets, not lies, and definitely not the past. When Rhea Iyer walks out of the forest at dawn, soaked in fog and holding a broken silver locket, the town marks her as the prime suspect in a series of chilling disappearances. But Aarav Malhotra, the stranger who arrives that same morning with a gentle smile and unreadable eyes, seems to know more than he should... and notices more than he lets on. Two strangers. Two masks. Two pasts soaked in betrayal, revenge, and destiny. As the mist thickens and bodies begin to surface, Aarav and Rhea are pulled into a deadly puzzle- one where trust is a luxury, truth is a weapon, and the biggest monster may not be hiding in the forest... but behind a smile.

Two shattered athletes. One crumbling rink. And the weight of a secret that could pull them both under. Three years ago, Wrenley Smith was the "Ice Queen", a figure skating prodigy destined for Olympic gold. But one devastating fall during the biggest competition of her life didn't just break her ankle; it broke her spirit. Now, she's a ghost in her own town, working the graveyard shift at a decaying local rink, scrubbing locker rooms and hiding from a world that branded her a "has-been" before she even hit twenty. Aeron Rodriguez is the king of the ice. As the star captain of the varsity hockey team, his future is paved in D1 scholarships and NHL dreams. He's the "Golden Boy" who has it all, except for the fact that his world is slowly turning into a blur. Diagnosed with a degenerative eye condition, Aeron is playing a dangerous game, masking his failing vision to protect his family's legacy. When the school board cuts the figure skating budget, Wrenley is forced into the "Dead Ice" hours at 4:00 AM, sharing the rink with the one boy she's spent three years trying to forget. Aeron was her childhood best friend, the boy who shared his chocolate bars and his secrets, and the one person who wasn't there when her world ended. As the morning mist rolls over the ice, the friction between them turns into a slow-burning heat. Aeron needs Wrenley's eyes to navigate the game he's losing; Wrenley needs Aeron's fire to remember how to live. But with their futures on the line and the gravity of their pasts pulling them down, can they learn to glide together, or are they destined to crash?

Where brilliance attracts power and power attracts danger. Diamond reads the room. Coal controls the storm. The Dialect Series explores the minds that cross their path. Every encounter leaves a mark.

Between the poisoned soil and the mutants outside the fence, survival is a habit. At the Academy, it's a command. Shut up. Stay in line. If you can't breathe, you're doing it right. Cassie hated the drills and the ranks, but the rot didn't matter as long as she had Sophia-the only person she ever loved, and the only thing that made her feel human in a world of concrete and wire. Then, she was erased. Wiped clean. Now Cassie is clawing through the lies to find her, only to collide with a cadet who has his own agenda and his own secrets to protect. He's not a partner. He's a tactical necessity. They have nothing in common except a mission that's already falling apart. They'll either use each other to reach their own ends, or tear each other down from the inside.

Leo Silva destroyed the world in seven seconds. All it took is one moment of lost control. One surge of unstable power. Now the world is ash, his family is gone, and the survivors aren't human anymore. Leo did this. And he can't take it back. But Alphabet, the syndicate that gave him this cursed power, isn't done with him yet. They call him: Subject S3. Hunted by those who want to weaponize him. Haunted by the faces of everyone he killed. Leo must master the very power that destroyed everything, or watch it consume what little remains. Some mistakes can't be undone. Some can only be survived.

There's something in the office that won't let Klaus alone. A presence. A pull. A strange feeling he can't shake. He tells himself it's paranoia after the betrayal that nearly killed him. He's wrong. It's her. She appears like a puzzle Klaus is desperate to solve: peaceful one moment, warning the next. Ordinary on the surface, extraordinary beneath. She's the mystery he can't walk away from and the challenge he didn't know he needed. When she reveals her world to him,Klaus faces his biggest fear: what if everything he thought made him strong actually makes him weak? What if control is just another cage? And what if the only way to truly live is to let someone else hold the key? A contemporary romance exploring trust, power, and the radical act of being truly known.

Updated ✨ An heiress in hiding. Two royal brothers. One crown that changes everything. As an heiress living in disguise, she never expected to fall in love with a man who belonged to a throne. When secrets unravel and royal duty demands its price, she must choose- a love that feels like home or a crown that could destroy them both. Because loving a prince was never the plan... and becoming a queen may cost her everything.

Sera has a system for everything - her thesis, her mornings, her feelings. Neat categories, correct conclusions. It has worked perfectly for twenty-two years. Then she meets Professor Elena Reyes. Elena is brilliant, composed, and exactly the kind of person Sera should not find herself thinking about at two in the morning. She is also religious, careful, and very good at performing a life she has almost convinced herself she wants. They are a graduating student and her thesis adviser at a university in Manila. They are nothing. They should remain nothing. But Sera, who has never had trouble naming things, finds she cannot name this - and Elena, who prays every night for clarity, finds that her prayers keep going quiet before she reaches the part about Sera. In the Silence Between is a story about two women in a country where some things are still spoken only in silence. About faith that costs something. About a choice that neither of them can quite bring themselves to make - and the question, at the end, that only one of them is brave enough to ask.

Three years ago, Elena Reyes left a note in the back of a thesis and sent it across an ocean. It said: Yes. I feel it. I am not ready yet. But I am closer than I was yesterday. Sera Villanueva read it on the floor of her apartment in Singapore, wrote in her journal - she said yes - and went to work. She built a life. She made a friend named Rafa who fed her on Tuesdays and told her the truth about herself. She kept the note. She kept the tabs. She waited, not because she had no choice, but because she understood that some things could not be rushed - only arrived at. Three years later, a regional conference in Tagaytay puts them in the same hotel garden on the same evening, and three years of closer than yesterday becomes: here. But Elena has a kind man her mother approves of, old habits that haven't entirely loosened, and a life in Cavite that has made her more herself than she ever expected. Sera has a best friend whose easy closeness makes Elena feel things she has no professional framework for. And both of them are going to have to stop being so careful before they lose the window entirely. Book Two is warmer than Book One. There is laughter. There is jealousy - the petty, embarrassing, completely human kind. There is one real argument, one honest goodbye, and a garden in the morning where someone finally says the word out loud. Not in a note this time. In the light. Where it can be heard. [ GL · Slow Burn · Second Chance · Filipino Fiction · Sequel to Book One ]

𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 ♥️ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜɪᴍ, ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ 𝓼𝓲𝓷 ɪɴ ᴀ ᴛᴀɪʟᴏʀᴇᴅ ꜱᴜɪᴛ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ꜱʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ꜱᴏ 𝑷𝒖𝒓𝒆, ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ 𝓓𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵 🖤 ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏꜰ 𝓗𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓮𝓼 ᴏʀ 𝓥𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓼. ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴀʟ, ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏꜱᴛ ᴏꜰ 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓭🥀. ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜱᴀʏ 𝓜𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓼 ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ 𝓟𝓻𝓪𝔂. ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜɪꜱ 𝓛𝓲𝓯𝓮, ʜᴇ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ 𝓕𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽. 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗮𝘀𝘆. 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗹𝘆.

In "Twisted Witness," a seasoned psychiatrist grapples with a shocking mix-up between two clients: one a shaken man who witnessed a brutal murder, the other tragically killed due to a fatal misunderstanding. As the psychiatrist delves deeper into their cases, they unwittingly become entangled in the web of crime, eventually becoming a witness to the very murder at the heart of the mystery. As reality blurs and danger looms, the psychiatrist must untangle the truth before it's too late.

"Some moments are not meant to last forever... but some hearts refuse to let them fade."

This story is close to my heart-based on real people, real moments, and real events. I started writing it when I was 15, just scattered pieces on scraps of paper, notes scribbled in journals, and the words I poured into my dear diaries. Please note: This story explores mature themes, including smoking, drug use, and violence. It captures the gritty realities of youth and rebellion. If these topics are sensitive for you, please read with care. ****** In a tight-knit suburban neighborhood, a group of teenagers calling themselves the DS navigate the blurred line between innocence and rebellion. Hidden by dense woods and metal fences, the train tracks are a place of freedom, danger, and secrets. It's where they go to drink, smoke, dream, and dare the world to stop them. At the center of the story is Michael, a complicated and charismatic boy, who stands apart from the rest of the group. Manera, a thoughtful and observant girl, is drawn into their hidden world of train tracks, late-night gatherings, and fleeting thrills. The train tracks, a place of secrecy and escape, become the backdrop for friendships, betrayals, and desires that will shape them all. Train Tracks is more than just a novel-it's a world. It's a raw, gritty, and deeply nostalgic exploration of youth, rebellion, and the bittersweet nature of growing up.

Princess Iris Solari has spent her life mastering stillness. In a palace built on stone, tradition, and careful silence, she is expected to listen more than she speaks and to exist without disturbing the shape of the kingdom. Her brother, Celestino, is being prepared for power. Her parents speak of duty as if it were inheritance itself. Iris is watched, guarded, and quietly excluded from decisions that shape her future. But something beneath the palace is beginning to stir, and Iris feels it before anyone else does. Her constant shadow is Sir Miranda, the knight sworn to her protection. Reserved, unreadable, and bound by oath, Miranda sees what others overlook and keeps what she knows carefully hidden. As the pressure of court politics tightens and Iris begins to sense that the palace is not as inert as it pretends to be, the distance between princess and knight begins to fracture. What starts as watchfulness becomes understanding. What should remain forbidden turns intimate. As magic long buried presses closer to the surface and loyalty is tested by desire, Iris must decide whether obedience is safety or simply another kind of cage. A slow-burn wlw fantasy romance, [Title] is a story about quiet power, forbidden love, and the cost of becoming visible in a world that profits from your silence.

✨ Fate can be woven, but can it be rewritten? ✨ Elya is a Soul weaver, gifted with the rare ability to mend broken destinies. For years, she has guided lost souls and repaired fractured fates-but her own has always remained unwritten. When a mysterious, dying man appears at her doorstep with no past and no place in the Loom of Fate, Elya is drawn into a dangerous mystery. Bound to him by an unbreakable golden thread, she must uncover the truth before the gods erase him forever. But the more she fights to save him, the more she risks unraveling the very fabric of destiny itself. 💫 Can love defy fate, or will the gods claim what was never meant to exist? 💫

Ashes of Her Midnight Seren lives between memory and madness-haunted by a mother who may not be gone, a stepmother who wears a too-familiar smile, and a fairy godmother who only visits when she's most broken. As whispers of magic and love pull her deeper into a crumbling fairytale, Seren begins to question everything. What if midnight was never freedom? What if the real curse lives inside her?

Wren McMullen is a mess. A loner with a tragic past who can't control herself, is not the way you describe a person who's exactly stable. After months long of rehab, suffering the loss of the only person she's ever genuinely loved and the nightmares of the house she was trapped in haunt her despite how far from her past she is. She's surrounded by people who want to know her but can't understand her. This girls might want to be her friends but as much progress as they think they've made they haven't even scratched the surface. It's easier if she just ends it all now. Escape from her past, from the ghost of the man who was her stability even though he wasn't stable, from her condescending mother and her loneliness. I can just finish it all right now she thought but then another voice rang in her head. "You Wren McMullen are no coward" And she believed him. She trusted Nikolai Nikolai Hawthorne is the golden boy but he drives miles behind the surface. He's not over it, he's broken and as much as he loves the people that try to help him he can't be helped. But then he meets her. Wren has her own package and the last thing she needs is to help him carry his but Nikolai doesn't want her help. He's willing to carry his and her package as long as he'll be able to call it "their's". He wants her, he needs her and he's going to get her. But since Niko is Niko and he's down bad he's going to ask for it first. Wren thinks she can push him away, keep him at arm's length, well she can't. Nikolai is going to break through her walls of defence and there's nothing in this world strong enough to stop him. She might think that he'll run off the moment things get to complicated but boy is she wrong. Their both sad and broken. Their broken pieces don't fit in place anymore but they might fit together. Nikolai is determined. He's going to weld their pieces back together even if Wren tries to scatter them apart even farther