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  • 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞 #1  by _neriahwrites_
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    𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐫. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟. • • • 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝. On paper, she's untouchable. But perfection is just a cover for a ruined family, a dark past, and bloody hands. Everyone buys the act. Except him. The devil from her childhood. Luc carries a guilt that drives him into sex, illegal racing and fights, acting like nothing left to lose. He thinks he knows what destroyed his life. He has no idea Neriah is the real key to his nightmare. Being forced to live together? It's vicious. Two killers in a bed, where lying is keeping the other alive. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭. 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞-𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞. • • • 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐢𝐞
  • The kiss of death by chandawrites
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    They say every soul hums with a melody only the dead can hear. Mine has been silent ever since my mother vanished into the sky, her lullabies fading with the rain. Music is the only thread I have left-fragile, trembling, trying to reach a heaven that never answers. When I step into the shadow of Mrs. Delombre's crumbling manor, I don't expect to find a boy with eyes like thunder and a heart made of frost. Levi is strange. Cold. Cruel, even. But he's also broken in the same way I am, haunted by ghosts that breathe through the walls. There's something trapped in this house-something older than grief and heavier than silence. A violin that sings with sorrow. A past that refuses to stay buried. And a promise I made to the stars: to become the kind of musician whose notes can shatter death itself. This isn't a love story. It's a requiem. And every requiem begins with a kiss of death.
  • Ibadat ~pyar Nahi Junoon Hai by jailbat
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    Anya sheikh A free spirit trapped by nightmares of a childhood, she is a broken master piece that seems to put together from far but from close she is just a beautiful broken doll. They say desperation always leads to another bundle of problems that you can't come out of , she was desperate for money which leads her to an journey of hell . where all monsters were present without an mask . "Ivano ," the dream of every job aspirants, she worked hard for the job Now there is a problem, she wants to quit , But one thing that she is well aware of is she can not quit not until he approves it. wealthy family with political background, he is not just a normal wealthy man's spoilt kid she knows it. he is smart , cunning. , wicked and twisted... Now when she finally make out of his world alive , there is only one feeling killing her Love and guilt... ... Ibrahim Khalil He is the devil but not the one in disguise. The one that can unalive anyone in flick of second. "Ivano" the company is built by him when he was a twenty year old , the only thing he ever called his . Being the eldest son of the wealthy Khalil family and the son of Abdul Khalil he knows what he was born for and he has a big clan to rule ... Sooner or later he will be occupying his dad's seat, with a family who can't be trusted he knows how to control his emotions until his eyes fell on her .. ""She looked like an only light in the burnt life of his ". He never saw someone living for him, but she cared for him. He knows what he wants from her. The ways may be twisted, the procedure maybe hard but she will be his at the end of the day even if it meant by cancelling her Right of freedom , and caging her in his burnt Life.. Checkout Ibadat