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Scents of Home

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Reads 53
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It's been a while since I started to be in here and have to get used to things that weren't existing anymore. It is not home and will never be the same home where you feel comfortable in place or situation that you are in. What if the feeling of home just doesn't ring a bell anymore? Or the sense of having something secure is not there and all of this are just temporarily carved in our hearts?All Rights Reserved

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The Boy With Silver Eyes

Aisha thought moving into the old Victorian house was just a fresh start-but the house remembers her. Whispers echo through the halls, shadows twist beneath her feet, and then there's Elias-the mysterious boy who seems to know her better than she knows herself. As chilling memories of a past life begin to surface, Aisha realizes this isn't her first time in the house. Torn between Damien, who will do anything to protect her, and Elias, whose dark pull she can't resist, Aisha must uncover the truth before the house takes her back. Because some promises were never meant to be broken. And some loves were never meant to die. What if the life you're living isn't your first... and this time, you might not survive it?