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In a world where shadows are sharper than truth, Aurelia Blaine awakens with nothing but a name, a high-rise empire, and a father who seems all too eager to guide her steps. Outwardly ruthless and poised, she's the enigmatic owner of Blaine Company-a woman of elegance and steel. But behind closed doors, the cracks in her memory echo louder than she'll ever admit. When threats begin to circle, protection arrives in the form of Davina Lia Sokolova-a striking, soft-spoken bodyguard with eyes like secrets and precision like a blade. Cold on the outside, unreadable by design, Davina is everything Aurelia shouldn't trust. Yet, the more danger tightens its grip, the more impossible it becomes to deny the pull between them. But in a city where loyalty is currency and silence is survival, nothing is ever what it seems. Because the truth? It's waiting to bleed through. And when it does... it won't ask for permission. ❀ "You want to play?" I teased. She smiled. "I'm already naked." "That's not what I meant." I leaned in, kissed her jaw, bit her earlobe. "I want all of it off. The control. The act. The smirk. Take it off." Her pulse jumped beneath my lips. "Then make me." So I did. ❀ Best Rankings: #1 on lostmemories 28/08-25 #1 on aurelia 11/09-25 #1 on ceoxbodyguard 13/09-25 #1 on lesbian 06/10-25 #1 on davina 09/11-25 #1 on femxfem 29/12-25 Milestones: 10k views on 15/06-25 100k views on 12/10-25 Timeline: Started on February 2025

○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○● They were childhood sweethearts and loved each other to bits. Their engagement was fixed a month later. Everything was going well Until... She disappeared and lost all her memory of her past. His heart longed to see her again and refused to love anyone else. Would they meet again? Would the two hearts and souls reunite? Dive in the journey of Aaranya and Yuvraj to find out. °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° Yuvraj Pratap Singh Raghuvanshi Cold as steel, feared like fire; yet his heart bows only to the girl who has forgotten her throne and him. Aaranya Singh Rajput Born a royal, raised an orphan; her crown stolen, her memories erased. Them He remembers every heartbeat of their past; she remembers nothing, not her throne, not her brothers, not her prince. Two souls, divided by fate... destined to collide once more. °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° TROUPS Prince of Udaipur x Lost Princess Childhood sweethearts reunited Grumpy x fiery Hidden Royal Identity CEO x Journalist He remembers x She doesn't Touch starved x Touch-me-not °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° ○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●

"I-I am not who you think I am. I am not your wife, I am not the mother of your children. I'm just a 17-year-old girl. This whole thing is a misunderstanding. You must have confused me with someone else." As soon as I finished the last sentence, he froze in motion and gasped for air. "What happened to you?! How can you say this?.." ~~~ (Inspired by my dream)~~~

this is a story for the ONC 2026, Prompt 110 She woke up with no memory. In the middle of the forest. Where and who were she? The only thing she remembered was a name. Choi Seongyeon After she got out of the forest she searched for a hospital. But she noticed how people at the street were staring at her. Was it just how she looked right now, or what was their problem? More bigger was the shock then, when at the hospital they told her that she was dead. But a old classmate definitely recognised her. What exactly happened three months ago? Things are getting more dangerous the deeper she diggs. Fact is, outside there is someone who wants to see her dead and she has to survive.

I don't remember a damn thing about my past. For four years I've been living in this city, working in a bar and pretending I'm just some normal guy trying to survive. That's it. Simple life. Nothing special. Then one night this insanely handsome guy walks into the bar, and suddenly my whole body starts acting like it's losing its mind. Pain everywhere. A voice in my head. And before I can even understand what the hell is happening, I turn into a fucking wolf. Turns out I'm not human. I'm an Omega werewolf. Now I'm stuck in a world of wolves, packs, hunters, and secrets nobody wants to explain. And the worst part? Someone stole my memories. And something tells me those bastards aren't done with me yet.

Sir Lylnetrath, one of the longest serving dragon paladins there had ever been, gargantuan gold dragon, friend and confidant to everyone he met, devoted father, and all around nice guy, was struggling with his vision. His eyes had frozen in their dragon shape due to his age, and he was having terrible trouble adapting to having dragon sight but in humanoid form. But his eyes switching didn't merely pose a physical problem, but rather were a precursor of something he'd dreaded for the last half a millennium, namely receiving a spirit of prophecy as the majority of gold dragons did at a certain age. This shorter story of seven chapters plus an epilogue starts in the year 2349, seventy eight years after the wedding of Arilabrithion, Alex and Ivi in the story, 'Hand to hand to hand'.

She loved the wrong twin. Amelia thought her heart belonged to Leo-until one night, one betrayal, and one accident changed everything. Now caught between two identical faces with completely different hearts, Amelia must choose between the man who broke her... and the man who might ruin her. But when love turns into rivalry, and secrets threaten to destroy a powerful family, the real question becomes- Can you survive loving twin brothers?

Manya wakes up in a hospital. No memory. Just her mamu (her uncle), her only family. Then everything falls apart. Her first love has been taken by his own king-the custom-made Angels. She also loses her mamu to a group of blurry figures. To find him, Manya is thrust into a world she's never imagined-flying cars, storms bending with technology. Her heart pounds. Her power thrums. Every step feels dangerous. She has to save her mamu. She has to survive. And maybe, along the way, figure out who she really is... and find a place in this strange new world. Copyright 2024 by M.S. Roopra. All rights reserved. This is a serialized version of my completed novel, available in full on Kindle.

Nalla Okamoto wakes up in a hospital with a pounding headache and a life she cannot remember. After surviving a car accident, she is diagnosed with retrograde amnesia, losing the last five years of her life. Five years that apparently included a husband... and a four-year-old son. Kai Arata is one of the most successful actors in both Japan and Hollywood, but fame means nothing compared to the life he built with Nalla and their son, Rei. So when Nalla suddenly disappears while he is filming overseas, Kai flies home and searches desperately for days-only to discover she had been hospitalized after an accident. But the real nightmare begins when he finally sees her again. Because the woman he loves looks at him like a stranger. She doesn't remember their love. She doesn't remember their marriage. And she doesn't remember the child who calls her "Mama." Now Kai faces the impossible: How do you make your wife fall in love with you again... when she doesn't remember loving you the first time?

Random/disordered pieces. Generally written in a dreary haze of sorts. More lucid than brain fog yet with the oppression of hallucination. A wakeful dream; The sense of it, at the very moment it's written been clear, slips away when revisited later. It's rather useless by then. Passion never lasts. And I'm stuck romanticizing the ephemeral. <> Finding human writing/art/media apart from ai will become as pedantic as abstaining for organic produce from the conventional in a market. It all feeds the same anyhow: SFX Props? VFX CGI? GenAI? At some point, barely anyone would bother differentiating. The consequences overall lies in rumor and superstition with a scientific flavor. Getting ahead of the curb by acting on suggestions/hypotheses as mandates; could such gamble be afforded over and over? Doesn't gambling lead to a net loss on average? By the end of it, organic's the minority, as against automation, so will be humanity. Writing on itself as a form of sincere expression, like this, is a type of clownery. A doomed hobby, mutually outmoded as reading. Doomscrolling would've been a better use of time on my end. "Fast fashion" form of writing has always been the point for the mainstream. Writing's streamlined for a long while now. LLM-AI is that final step to maximize the output. Really, is it bad? Its a self-sufficient haven: Why complain over getting more of what one wants, like the want of reading? Quality in art is in the mercy of subjectivity. Not good enough? Want improvement?: Improvement is the expertise of ai. It's only natural. What can be done? I don't know: spiting against a tsunami will not prevent it from coming and washing everything away that's good. And sometimes it takes even the bad amongst the wreck. I'm here; Luddite. Inept. I can only wait to be swept away or drown by it. Whichever comes first. "Sent from my IPhone"🙏🌽⚽️ Cover: Self-Edited(Muhammad Siyah Qalam miniatures)

". . . I am an artist with words I'll paint you a picture with lies I'll use delicate strokes To deceive fragile eyes . . ." raw poetry by an amateur writer

"Dreamshade. A nasty poison." On their way to rescue Henry, they get stranded in Neverland. Emma, Regina, Hook, Snow, and Charming get trapped in a game. Pan's game. While trying to save Henry, they have to survive the dangers of the island. Pan is one of them, and the most dangerous. At least, that's what they think. Hook knows something they don't. A girl. Pan's girl to be exact. She's more dangerous than he is. But will he tell Emma about this new threat? Read to find out. Warning: (Some) Mature content Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine. I do not own the show. This is all just for fun. Please do not copy the story. It took me very long to create this new storyline. I hope you like it! I also have another Peter Pan x Reader story called 'Welcome Home' if you like Peter Pan you might want to check it out. Enjoy and love you all!💜💜

This book will span many of my characters' stories and relationships, from love and loss into something more for many

This is a story of a girl - Andrea Jacevelyn Amanda Faith Tan, who seeks for the truth. Mourns for affection. Searches for true love. Jace is a not so typical high school girl. Her life is complicated. So complicated. She's rich, smart and beautiful. But there's more into Jace that anybody knows. Or will ever know. 'Philly', Jace's childhood best friend slash first love went to America. The communication of the two, vanished. But Jace only remebers the nickname of the young man. She kept those details and still tries to remember her best friend. Then years later, Jace met another young man, Matt, who also became her best friend. In fact she met four of them. They grew close to each other especially Jace and Matt who later on falls for one another. Will Jace wait for Philly? Or just continue the flow she has with Matt? Read I'm In Love A Monster to know what will happen next. Ps. TagLish 'to😂

A sneak peak on what's inside for u decide if u wish to read this story Kael's body and soul are unraveling, and the truth behind it begins with a memory that is not his - but Zephyr Ashford's. Zephyr remembers the moment the Demon King tore open space and dragged him away. He had assumed it was an attack, a kidnapping. But the Demon King's expression had been desperate, his whisper urgent: "He's waking up. You're the only one he'll trust." The Demon King didn't take Zephyr to harm him. He took him because Kael was in danger - not from enemies, but from himself. Kael's soul had been fracturing for years, and if it shattered completely, the Throne Without a Name - the immortal will of the First Demon King - would awaken inside him and consume him entirely. And now, the signs were unmistakable. Kael's hands shook violently. His eyes glowed even in complete darkness. His shadow moved independently, watching him from the walls. Worst of all, Kael began hearing voices - ancient, commanding voices from the throne buried inside his soul: "Claim what was promised." "Burn the chains of both light and dark." "Only you." Zephyr realized the truth too late. The ruin they had been hiding in wasn't a refuge at all - it was the Throne's Anchor Point, the birthplace of the Demon King's coronation and the center of the ritual that had split Kael's soul at birth. The place was pulling Kael in... and the throne was waking through him. When Kael collapsed, the ground split open. Dark, ancient energy ripped from his back, forming wings of obsidian light. Silver streaks ignited in his hair; starlight and shadow fought across his skin as blackened blood steamed from his veins. Kael's voice broke, layered with something no longer human: "He's not waking up... he's already here." And somewhere deep within Kael's screams, Zephyr Ashford heard it - the Throne laughing. The true enemy was not outside. It was inside Kael, rising.

Todd 'Scratch' Mortenson has been living more recently than he has the entire last decade of his life! He's been to Chicago, Tokyo, New Zealand -sure, he hasn't gone everywhere yet, but give the guy time! He'll get there- and the best part is, he's reunited with his best friend, Adia Williams, and they are now traveling the world together, place by place. However, when a surprise meteor shower begins to bring old memories to the surface, it awakens something within the man. The meteors start a domino effect; small objects start to float off of furniture without reason! Glass cups start spontaneously shattering! And every so often, Todd's body glows in the dark! If that wasn't enough, a strange branch of undercover government had their eyes on all of this supernatural activity! With no other choice, Todd and Adia are forced to look for the one lead they have on these bizarre occurrences: a Thia-American red-haired girl, a girl appearing vividly in the dreams of one Todd Mortenson. What is happening to him? Why is he having these dreams? Can this girl help them? WILL she help? And is he truly ready to face a side to himself that he didn't even realize he had?

I swear on Dustin's mother that this is a great story, worthy of your sacred time.

this takes place in kung fu panda 2, Po and the furious five meet some unexpected allies, a son of the wolf general that punched Po in the face. the daughter of Lord Shen, and three children of master ox, Croc, and master thundering rino. but who Po had a more intrest in was a chow chow named Gow chow, it was strange how familiar she was to him.

My thoughts are all over the place. I mostly write with a heavy heart.

After a traumatic incident she can't fully remember, Mara returns to her hometown under the watchful eyes of Dr. Haven and Ms. Locke. As strange phenomena escalate-distorted reflections, a mysterious child named Lumi, and whispers of "the Architect"-Mara struggles to discern reality from nightmare. Her boyfriend Theo claims to be her anchor, but trust fractures as doubles, echoes, and hidden agendas reveal a chilling truth: Mara might be trapped in a repeating nightmare crafted by forces beyond her control. Every revelation drags her deeper into a maze of memory and identity until she must decide-can she break free, or is she doomed to wake up over and over in a story not her own?