BitterSweet (2nd Draft)
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Last published Thu, Jun 5, 2025
*Currently on story-revamp hiatus*
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BitterSweet is in the workings as a full on novel... currently under construction ⚠♡
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Invidia Soraylis "Sora" Messala lives two lives. A successful CEO one day, and a devilish pawn the next. Four years ago changed everything. Now her mother and her siblings take an interest in her ex best-friend, and she must decide how much of the past she's truly willing to let go of? As she struggles with her own inner demons, she must also save Candi from their outer ones.
Rose, bends under any authority if it's what it takes to survive. She longs to see her father's blood split along the walls of his pristine prison he's trapped her in for so long. As she meets Sora, she realizes that she isn't the only one that longs for vengeance.
Two lives collide. Two blackened hearts torched by love. Cynical and abrasive at the best of times, perhaps a learning curve is exactly what they need. Oh, and it might quicken the process if they need to save the world.
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