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Ongoing, First published Dec 21, 2024
Aliana and John promised each other a life full of adventure and love - a life they would share together, exploring the world. 

But when John dies in a tragic car accident, Aliana's world shatters. Grief consumes her, and she withdraws from everything and everyone, unable to move forward.

Then Charlie, a playful Australian Shepherd puppy, enters her life. With his unwavering companionship, Aliana begins to take small steps toward healing. Together, they embark on tiny adventures, discovering that even in the darkest moments, there's space for new beginnings.

"Everything You Promised" is a heartfelt story about love, loss, and the unexpected paths to healing. A tale of courage, friendship, and learning to embrace life again, one step at a time.

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She swears she hates him. He's convinced he hates her more. But when secrets, lies, and late-night whispers begin to blur the line between enemies and something they wouldn't even consider, neither of them is ready for what's coming. *** Aliana is loud, impulsive, and dangerously unpredictable. She lies when she's scared, smiles when she's breaking, and keeps everyone away with her endless sarcasm and sharp tongue. She doesn't need anyone. Especially not him. Ali is silent storms and cold stares. The boy with the bad reputation, a past no one talks about, and a temper that makes people flinch. He wants nothing to do with drama, especially when it wears red lipstick and calls him names. They can't stand each other. So why do they keep ending up alone in the same room? Why does every fight feel like foreplay? And why does hating him hurt more than it should? ~~~~~~ He kisses me, again and again, raw and consuming, and then pulls away; I can feel his green eyes piercing my soul. "What you told me last time, say it again," he whimpers breathlessly. "What?" I manage to ask, confused, and reel him in again for another kiss. He pulls back again, his breath hot against my skin. "That you hate me, tell me that you hate me." "I hate you," I tell him almost instantly, the lie burning on my tongue. He kisses me harder and more hungrily, and the words slip out again from my tongue: "I hate you. I hate you. I hate you." His murmurs deepen into groans, and at this exact moment, I ask myself how I'm still standing, still breathing, still present. ~~~~~~