My Little Phantom

My Little Phantom

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I was trained to erase memories-yours was the one I could never forget. Kieran is a ghost. A whisper in the dark. A weapon molded by a secret organization called The Veil-designed to haunt people from the inside out, to slip into their minds and erase everything that makes them whole. Ezra was just another assignment. Until he said Kieran's real name. The one The Veil buried. The one only he ever knew. "My little phantom." Now Kieran is remembering fragments he was never meant to keep. A boy with gold-flecked eyes and hands that held his like they meant forever. A love that defied the world-and was torn apart by it. But The Veil doesn't tolerate disobedience. And Ezra? He's not running anymore. In a game of shadows, ghosts, and broken truths, what happens when the one you were sent to ruin is the only one who ever truly knew you?
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What she'd look like without that shirt. What she'd sound like if I kissed the corner of her throat and whispered her name there. What she'd do if I pinned her against the counter and made her say please. What she'd do if I- "Dominic?" • "I stayed up late, trying to get good at maths... just so I could be someone you'd respect. Someone you might someday look at and see more. Someone who could belong in your world." "I didn't want your money. Or your praise. I just..." my throat tightened, "I just wanted you to see me. Not Tristan's sister. Not a kid." Just Elena. • Elena Evelyn Grantt has spent years pretending. Pretending she didn't love him, pretending she could move on, and pretending it didn't matter that he never saw her that way. To Carl Dominic Enzo, she was only his best friend's little sister. But when Dominic returns, everything begins to shift. Older now and harder to ignore, he still calls her "little sister" and still treats her like family, yet his eyes linger longer than they should and the tension between them grows harder to resist. She was never meant to love him. He was never supposed to want her. But some lines are meant to be crossed...

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