The Light of Istanbul

The Light of Istanbul

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A New Adult roman focusing on subjects such as addiction, depression, romance and heartbreak. There are only a few places in the world that never turn their lights off. Most of them are big cities or office buildings, but not many of these places are peoples houses. However, Eren Kara hated the dark. Despite his name, he could not spend a minute without the lights on. That was quite remarkable for someone, who was often spoken of as the king of the night. However, when speaking about Eren, people even more often described him as 'The light of Istanbul', for they said he lit up every single night Istanbul had seen. It was because of him that there were no dark nights. People had awfully long days, but they did not care, because they knew they could count on Eren that same night to make them forget about it all. He kept the people young and alive: who else could party like that? Exactly. No one. But while all these people loved him during the night, they all seemed to forget about him during the day. It was as if the sun replaced him, now being the one to take care of the light. So during the day, I was the one who got to deal with Eren Kara, and he was way more worthy of his name during those hours. The guy that made everyones night better, seemed to live for making my days worse.
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