Darkly Yours
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Last published Tue, Dec 16, 2025
He was hers from the start, yet so far beyond reach...
She was his calm, but unknowingly sparked chaos inside him.
To Vanya, their bond was fate.
To Advik, she was just another girl.
But not everything is what it seems.
In a world where masks are worn and intentions run deep,
can love survive a truth darker than either of them imagined?
Darkly Yours - a college romance where innocence hides obsession, and the quietest girl might just be the most dangerous.
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Trigger Warnings:
This story contains mature and potentially disturbing content, including:
• Obsessive behavior
• Possessive/dark romance
• Emotional manipulation
• Power imbalance
• Violence and murder scenes
• Strong language
• Mature content (18+)
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