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  • 𝑩𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝑩𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅  by korex_wrts
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    The bound series - Book #2 𝑩𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝑩𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 He was raised in blood, Built by betrayal and silence. A Bratva heir who trusted power more than people, And love was the one thing he never believed in. She entered his world through an arranged marriage, A girl full of warmth, faith, and life. He spoke Russian. She spoke English. Yet somewhere between broken words, lingering stares, and quiet care, Two completely different worlds began to understand each other. What started as distance, Slowly became attachment. And then... love. But love was never meant to stay untouched in a world ruled by blood. One lie separated them. One enemy destroyed everything. She left carrying his unborn child, While he disappeared into darkness for years. Now after fifteen years, fate brings them back together again But not everything returns the same. Their son, Carries his blood, his eyes, his silence... But not his name in his heart. He talks to everyone except him. Laughs with others, listens to others, Yet treats Ilya like a stranger standing inside his own home. A father who lost fifteen years. A son who grew up without one. And between them stands Aarvi Still the only person capable of softening the monster the world fears. In a world of mafia wars, revenge, family, and second chances, Can broken bloodlines learn to become a family again? 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆𝐈𝐋𝐘𝐀 × 𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐈⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ ⋆.˚✮ 𝐀𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍 ✮˚.⋆ Start - 8/6/2026 End -
  • 🌙✨ HALFWAY TO FOREVER ✨🌙   by author_izz_bella
    author_izz_bella
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    🌙✨ HALFWAY TO FOREVER ✨🌙 The sky was caught between dusk and night - not quite letting go, not fully holding on. Just like us. Halfway to forever, we stood in the quiet spaces between words, where silence spoke louder than promises and time felt like it paused just to watch. There was something unfinished in the air, like a sentence waiting for its last word, like a story unsure if it should end or begin again. Maybe forever isn't a destination. Maybe it's this - a moment stretched so deep it feels endless. And maybe being halfway there is exactly where we're meant to be. Somewhere between what was and what could be... we became timeless. 💫