Whispers of Fate
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Last published Fri, Nov 29, 2024
Hyun's heart tensed at the unexpected vulnerability in his voice. "Who are you?" she asked, softer this time.
His gaze flickered, but he didn't answer. Instead, he took a step back, retreating into the shadows.
"Why do you know my name?" she pressed, her voice sharp again.
For a moment, he hesitated. Then, with a faint smirk, he replied, "Because your name feels like something I've heard before. Like a whisper in a dream."
Hyun froze, her breath catching. His words resonated somewhere deep inside her, stirring an unease she couldn't explain.
"This ends now," she said firmly. "Whatever you are, whatever you're doing, it stops here."
His smirk faded, replaced by a look of warning. "You can't stop what's already begun, Hyun."
"Watch me," she retorted, reaching for the weapon at her side.
He stepped closer, the air between them charged with tension. "Be careful," he said softly. "There are things in this world you're not ready to see."
And then, he vanished, leaving only the faint scent of ash and the echo of his voice in the empty room.
Hyun stood frozen, her mind spinning with unanswered questions. Who was he? And why did she feel like she already knew him?
As she turned to leave, gripping the pendant under her jacket tightly, she couldn't shake the feeling that this was only the beginning.
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TIED TO YOU
He woke to the sound of breathing. Not his own. It was soft. Steady. Too calm for the weight pressing down on his chest. Something scratched against the wooden floor as he blinked himself into the dim room-slow, dragging, like claws or fingers or something worse. The air tasted like dust and old metal. His throat burned when he tried to speak. Then he moved. Or tried to. His wrists didn't come with him. The realization came all at once: He was tied. Wrists behind the chair. Ankles bound to the legs. The rope was thick and frayed and burned when he struggled. This wasn't a prank. It wasn't a dream either. "Hyunjin," a voice whispered. Too familiar. Too close. Felix stepped into view from the corner of the room, barefoot and smiling like they were still in their dorm room, like nothing was wrong. But his hoodie was stained. His hands were red. And his eyes-God, his eyes-were too bright for someone so quiet. "You're awake," Felix said softly, as if he hadn't been waiting hours for this moment. "I was starting to think you wouldn't open your eyes for me." Hyunjin couldn't speak. Not because he didn't know what to say. But because something in Felix's voice told him that if he made a sound, it would all come crashing down. "Do you know how hard it was?" Felix asked, sitting across from him like this was a normal conversation. "To get you here. To keep you here. To make sure no one else got to you first?" He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, still smiling. "I did all of it for you." Hyunjin's breath caught in his throat. The rope cut deeper. And Felix, still calm, still smiling, tilted his head and whispered: "You said you'd never leave me, remember? So I made sure you never could."Complete
𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒
Rain slicked the pavement, turning the street into a mirror of black glass. Taehyung cradled her against his chest, fingers trembling as they pressed against the spreading warmth. "Stay with me," he rasped, voice breaking. "Please... don't you dare leave me again." A shudder ran through her body. His breath hitched. Bootsteps cut through the storm. Jungkook emerged, coat snapping, eyes a loaded gun. He shoved Taehyung hard, a snarl in his throat. "You freeze while she bleeds," he said, voice like a knife. "Stay down, or I'll put you there." He lifted her, crimson streaking his sleeve. "If she dies," he hissed, "your name goes in the ground with her." The men parted. From the black edge of the street, a figure watched-motionless, rage coiling hot as steel. Engines roared. Jungkook vanished into rain and smoke, leaving Taehyung kneeling in blood and thunder. "I should have protected you," the words cracked apart, raw and desperate. "I should have-" He buried his face in his palm, a guttural sob tearing free. "I'm so damn sorry." Thunder rolled. Somewhere beyond the fractured glow of the streetlights, a presence waited-silent, unseen. Watching. ★★★ Who is "her"? It's a dark romance. And no, it's not a love triangle book. Wait for me, love you bye.
𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐒 | 𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟐 |
𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤... (𝐀 𝐌𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞) "Yoongi." Her voice was soft-almost teasing-but it still made his heartbeat stutter. He didn't look up right away. If he did, she'd know. She always knew. "Yoongi." She said his name again, leaning closer. He swallowed hard, pretending to be busy with something that didn't exist. "What?" His voice came out harsher than he intended. She laughed. That laugh. The one that made something coil in his chest, something warm, something dangerous. "Are you ignoring me?" "No." "Then look at me." Yoongi didn't. Couldn't. Not when she was this close. Not when he could feel her breath against his skin. Not when she smelled like rain and lavender and something that had no name but felt like home. Not when his ears were already burning just thinking about how she was looking at him. "You're blushing," she murmured, amused. He snapped his head up, scowling instantly. "I'm not." She only grinned, resting her chin on her hand, staring at him like she could see through everything. "You always do this," she mused. "Pretend you don't care. Pretend you're unaffected." Yoongi exhaled sharply, forcing himself to hold her gaze. "Maybe I am unaffected." Lili tilted her head, a slow, knowing smile playing on her lips. "Then why can't you stop looking at me?" He had no answer for that. And the worst part? She didn't need one. Because they both already knew. But Now... The past is gone. The blushing boy who once loved her in secret no longer exists. But soon-he will meet her again. And this time, he won't remember why she made his heart race. Not yet. But love like theirs never really disappears. And when the time comes-his heart will know before his mind ever does. Because fate always finds a way. And this time, so will theyComplete
The Orchard Keeper | Hyunlix
"Some houses remember. Some lovers do too." There are places where the dead never rest - and people who never forget, no matter how much they claim to. In the decaying heart of a forgotten orchard, two men meet. One has been watching. One has been summoned. And neither of them is safe." In a remote countryside estate, surrounded by a dying orchard and endless fog, Felix works as a live-in caretaker for a crumbling manor owned by a reclusive family with a cursed legacy. He's young, quiet, and doesn't ask questions - ideal for a job where the locals whisper about madness, disappearances, and strange sounds in the night. One day, Hyunjin arrives - the estranged heir of the estate, freshly returned from an asylum abroad, draped in silk and secrets. Pale, volatile, and disarmingly beautiful, Hyunjin claims he's here to reclaim what's his. But Felix soon realizes he's been brought here for a reason - and it's not to tend trees. The orchard is rotting. The house is shifting. And at night, Hyunjin wanders barefoot through the halls, talking to things that aren't there. Despite the dread curling at his spine, Felix finds himself drawn to Hyunjin's broken brilliance - to the magnetic way he speaks of love, death, and fate like they're the same thing. As their connection deepens, so does the sense that the house wants something from them both.Complete
𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙇𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 | 𝙴𝚞𝚗𝚑𝚢𝚞𝚔 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛
"Why are you still here," his voice broke down the silence that spread around the room as soon as the signal went out again. "We don't have the luxury to hold grudges on each other. Besides," she said turning to him, "I know I'm a burden." ──── (◕ᴗ◕✿) ──── A new girl moved to live in a quiet area of a dingy but warm space of Green Room Apartment to stay closer to her college. Apart from having a quite busy life, Y/N was pretty much happy. She found happiness from little things in life - annoying a resident wearing specs was one of them. Having a teensy bit of a crush on him was not exactly a lie. But she had other priorities to focus on, ofcourse. Well atleast she had. With a turn of events, and monsters crawling in and out of the building, her daily life took a halt in its steps. She heard in stories that traumatic events often brought two people together. And that felt true until the only person she felt safe around showed a different side.Complete
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In his past life, Hyunjin was blind blinded by ambition, sweet lies, and false friendships. Born into privilege and married off young to Minho, a quiet yet dangerously beautiful heir no one dared to provoke, Hyunjin only saw him as a cage. He believed he was trapped, and he craved freedom. So he ran. Into the arms of "friends" who whispered rebellion, into the embrace of a man who only lusted after his name and power. What followed was betrayal, ruin, and humiliation. Stripped of everything, Hyunjin died with bitter hatred in his heart... and Minho's name on his lips. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. Hyunjin opens his eyes again, reborn on the very day before his marriage to Minho. Looking at the ethereal man asleep beside him, Hyunjin's heart thunders in disbelief. The husband he rejected and humiliated in his past life... he's even more dangerous than he thought, powerful, untouchable, and still impossibly beautiful. But this time, Hyunjin is not the naive fool he once was. This life, he's keeping Minho close. Very close. Let the schemers come. Let the jealous burn. Hyunjin's rebirth is not for revenge, it's for redemption. And if the man he once scorned can forgive him... maybe this time, he can rewrite their ending.![The elemental bonds [ DISCONTINUED ⚠️]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/365063798-256-k917622.jpg)
The elemental bonds [ DISCONTINUED ⚠️]
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Hunted
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lilith's whisper
In the heart of an ordinary college campus, she exists-like a secret whispered by the stars. layla, an enigmatic girl of unearthly beauty, is more myth than mortal. Her presence feels like a spell, her gaze like a riddle, and her name like a melody that lingers too long. They call her the "Whisper of Lilith," a being so dangerously enchanting that even her shadow seems to carry whispers of forbidden allure. lucien , a quiet writer lost in the mundane, stumbles upon her like a sailor drawn to a siren's song. She becomes the axis of his world, and his obsession spills into his words. He writes feverishly about her: the way her laughter dances like candlelight, the way her eyes carry galaxies, and the subtle danger that wraps around her presence like smoke. But the closer he gets, the more layla's mystery deepens. Rumors of her otherworldly nature grow-stories of dreams shattered, lives changed, and darkness cloaked behind her divine beauty. One fateful evening, lucien finds a letter slipped into his journal-a note in handwriting he knows too well but has never seen before. "Stay away, or lose yourself." When he confronts her under the glow of the moon, her answer isn't what he expects. "What if the beauty you crave is the end you fear?" she whispers, her lips curling into a smile both cruel and kind. The air grows cold, and suddenly, Lucie isn't sure if she's human at all. What has he unearthed? And can he survive the truth about the girl who isn't meant to belong to this world?Complete
He woke to the sound of breathing. Not his own. It was soft. Steady. Too calm for the weight pressing down on his chest. Something scratched against the wooden floor as he blinked himself into the dim room-slow, dragging, like claws or fingers or something worse. The air tasted like dust and old metal. His throat burned when he tried to speak. Then he moved. Or tried to. His wrists didn't come with him. The realization came all at once: He was tied. Wrists behind the chair. Ankles bound to the legs. The rope was thick and frayed and burned when he struggled. This wasn't a prank. It wasn't a dream either. "Hyunjin," a voice whispered. Too familiar. Too close. Felix stepped into view from the corner of the room, barefoot and smiling like they were still in their dorm room, like nothing was wrong. But his hoodie was stained. His hands were red. And his eyes-God, his eyes-were too bright for someone so quiet. "You're awake," Felix said softly, as if he hadn't been waiting hours for this moment. "I was starting to think you wouldn't open your eyes for me." Hyunjin couldn't speak. Not because he didn't know what to say. But because something in Felix's voice told him that if he made a sound, it would all come crashing down. "Do you know how hard it was?" Felix asked, sitting across from him like this was a normal conversation. "To get you here. To keep you here. To make sure no one else got to you first?" He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, still smiling. "I did all of it for you." Hyunjin's breath caught in his throat. The rope cut deeper. And Felix, still calm, still smiling, tilted his head and whispered: "You said you'd never leave me, remember? So I made sure you never could."
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