WHEN MORTALS WRESTLE FORCES

WHEN MORTALS WRESTLE FORCES

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Romance
Enam meets Reginald in the most unexpected way ever- in a night club, the night her lover of four years cheats on her. She's devastated and he's frustrated with his life at present, and we all (well, most of us) know, devastation and frustration, plus alcohol do not mix well. They have a one-night 'thing' and it is as literal as the term: "one-night thing". They part ways, in the most unexpected way, again. But sometimes, the heart wants unexpected things....in the most unexpected way. Fate brings them back together again in yet another unexpected way (At this point, maybe I should just change the title to unexpected way?). And just when their coconut heads (or hearts) have come to agree that it was more than just 'physical entanglement' that night, several obstacles and dangers loom in the dark for them. Forces are at war with mere mortals.... In the face of a battle that doesn't look winnable (because the story is hardly told of mortals who went to war against forces and won), what do Enam and Reginald do??? I cannot tell you what happens; whether they overcome or not (because I want you to read my book so I don't go broke), but one thing I'll tell you: You're waiting to know? Oh read the book for God's sake! Didn't you read that part where I said I'm about to go broke? Love, Always. Mz. Sefa❤️
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Hey, Hey you, come here for a second. Before you dive into this story, I need you to get something straight. This isn't the kind of love that holds your hand and walks you home. This is the kind that stands at the edge of something dangerous and dares you to step closer. I didn't write a fairytale. I wrote about people. People who don't always say the right thing. People who stay when they should leave. People who feel too much and still pretend they don't. Aira isn't soft. Not in the way the world thinks she should be. She laughs, she pushes, she crosses lines just to see who dares to pull her back. And Zeyu? He doesn't fall. He pauses. He calculates. He carries things he never says out loud. And somewhere between her chaos and his control, something begins to shift. Not loudly. Not dramatically. Just enough for everything to start changing. There are silences in this story that mean more than confessions. There are moments that seem small, but they aren't. And there are truths... that I won't share with you yet. So if you feel like something sometimes doesn't add up, if you feel like there's more beneath what you're reading, you're right. Just don't rush to figure it out. Some things in this story are meant to be felt first and understood later. Now let me tell you what you're really stepping into. If a moment hits you, tell me. If a line sticks in your head, say it. If you feel something you can't explain, I want to hear that too. Because this story? It doesn't exist without you feeling it. If you've made it this far, you're already a little inside the story. So don't stand at the edge. Come closer. But remember, not everything here is what it seems.

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