The Unknown Mystery

The Unknown Mystery

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A girl with a painful past, no glory, only getting bullied...being curious about her past but knows nothing...she dreamt big even with a little hope in her life, never gave up ever....but how much? How many times will she suffer?...will she be successful in future?...Will she get to know about her past or .....the mystery continues?!........ Let's see...... SOME CONTENTS MAY NOT BE APPROPRIATE FOR SOME READERS, SO READ IT ON YOUR OWN RISK! DEAR READERS, THIS IS JUST TO INFORM YOU.... ¶ She was silent But even killed thousand (So if you think she's silent and can't do anything then FEAR HER! because she likes giving SILENT TREATMENT & HER SILENT TREATMENT ISN'T A-BIT TOLERABLE!) She weren't weak Her nature was tender If she spoke You can't stand a chance She was the light And her future wasn't blind...
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Memories were fleeting shards of a fractured past, dulled by time and buried beneath pain. For Maeri, the only clarity was him - the man whose voice carried promises as sweet as they were suffocating. Seven hundred days beneath his unrelenting watch, each sunset trapped within walls that whispered horrors only she could hear - the echoes of a girl who could barely recall herself. Scars marred skin like ghostly confessions, while tears carved silent rivers of longing. Somewhere beyond the shadows lay a family long forgotten, a home that felt more like a dream. But even in despair, an ember of determination burned. Freedom would demand more than courage - confronting the darkness she had once called her world. A kiss always haunted resolve, a presence attached like her own shadow even in the vast unknown; a touch she yearned to feel, a voice she longed to hear. The chains he left behind were not so easily broken. His presence lingered in every step she took, the promises that felt more like a curse than salvation. H̶o̶l̶d̶ ̶m̶e̶.̶ ̶H̶e̶a̶l̶ ̶m̶e̶.̶ ̶T̶o̶u̶c̶h̶ ̶m̶e̶.̶ ̶S̶a̶v̶e̶ ̶m̶e̶.̶ Haunted by her past and hunted by the unknown - companions to offer salvation, guiding hands in a world of lost souls finding a once cherished home within world of cruel beauty, where monsters wear the faces of angels and every step forward comes at a price. But the shadows of her escape are only the beginning, and somewhere in the darkness, he waits. Watching. Searching. Promising that no matter how far she runs, no one escapes him for long. Freedom comes with a choice: to face what lies ahead or be consumed by the past she left behind as some chains are never truly broken. °•○ - ○•° [Began- 2-22-23] ¡Warning- this story will contain darker themes¡ ▪︎Comments, votes, and shares are highly appreciated! ▪︎Book cover drawn by me▪︎ ~HR~ #30 found #9 dark romance #9 darknessandlight

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