His Sunshine & Her Phoenix
- Odsłon 108
- Głosy 19
- Części 5
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Ostatnia publikacja śr., kwi 1, 2026
If you thought it was fiction, you've mistaken; it's a story of pure revenge and love, and the characters are not mythical, only the title is.
She was his sunshine-warm, radiant, untouchable.
He was her phoenix-scarred, reborn, burning with quiet rage.
They weren't meant to cross paths.
But fate doesn't ask for permission.
She taught him how to feel.
He taught her how to fight.
Together, they were chaos wrapped in poetry.
But love born from ashes doesn't come without fire.
This is not a story of perfect people.
It's a saga of healing, heartbreak, and the kind of love that demands everything.
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The Silence Between Heartbeats
She never noticed the eyes that followed her through shadowed alleyways, across crowded streets, and even in the dim corners of her favorite café. To her, he was a stranger-silent, composed, yet always there. To him, she was oxygen, the only thing worth breathing for. His obsession was a slow-burning fire, consuming reason until love twisted into something far more dangerous. Every smile she gave someone else felt like a theft; every moment she spent away from him was an unbearable wound. He knew her habits, her fears, her dreams-details she never told a soul. But the more he watched, the more he wanted to own her completely. And when a man like him decides he can't live without you, escape isn't an option...it's only a matter of time before the hunter steps out of the shadows.Zakończone
Marked In Fire
She wanted freedom. He wanted forever. Neither was ready for the fire they would unleash together. They say love is meant to heal, to soothe, to bring peace. But what happens when love becomes the very reason you burn? vamika rai had spent her entire life living in borrowed choices-an obedient daughter, a silent listener, a girl who bent until she forgot the sound of her own defiance. Until one night, when her world snapped. And standing at the edge of her breaking point-she said yes to a man she should've run from. Reyansh Raghuvanshi. A name spoken in hushed tones. The kind of man whose silence feels heavier than screams. To the world, he is control-power wrapped in devotion, a believer of Mahadev whose every vow is carved from steel. But behind that calm lies a darkness no one dares to touch. A man carrying sins he never confessed, pain he never shared, and a love that doesn't bloom-it consumes. He doesn't fall in love. He claims. And when he wanted her, he didn't ask. He took. Their marriage was not a choice-it was a storm. A forced collision between her rebellion and his obsession, between her disbelief and his faith, between her fire and his shadows. She swore she would destroy every wall he built. He vowed she would never escape them. Yet beneath her trembling silence, there is another woman no one knows. A woman forged in secrets, veiled behind obedience. A woman whose fire runs deeper, darker, older. And when she awakens-every truth they buried will rise with her. This is not the story of a perfect love. It is the story of two broken souls tied by fate, bound by choices they never wanted to make. A tale of power, pain, and passion-where devotion becomes possession, and every scar tells a secret. Because sometimes, love doesn't come to save you. It comes to mark you. And once marked in fire-there's no turning back.
A bond Forged in Fire
She was cast out for the power she couldn't control. He was born to burn the world down. They were meant to destroy each other- Instead, they might save what's left.
Skin | H. L. Hope
Twisted. Broken. Scarred. To put it simply: ruined. She has never considered herself one to get fond of anything, but her own self. As much as she loves to believe that she didn't deserve what life preserved her, that's what made her who she is. That's what makes her different and so unique. And that's exactly what left her so astonished and intrigued once she found out that her heart could still pound for love, longing and not just mere survival. Or at least, for her version of love. One he was going to taste soon, whether he liked it or not. One thing she didn't expect, was her own scars becoming his.
When She Smiles Again
It's not a story about two young lovers. It's about two lives that should have never crossed - two souls shaped by different journeys, different wounds, different ages. A boy of 26, untouched by the weight of a past, and a woman of 32, divorced but not broken, carrying the quiet strength of someone who has survived. He is the sunrise - full of hope, unafraid to chase what he believes in. She is the twilight - calm, beautiful, holding the memories of battles fought and lessons learned. Their meeting is not an accident; it is the moment the universe chooses to whisper, this is where you begin again. What follows is not a simple love - it is a slow fire, a gentle unfolding, a fierce test of trust. This is a story of healing, of breaking down walls, of learning that love is not about age or timing but about finding someone who sees your scars and still calls you beautiful. It is about a boy who refuses to give up, and a woman who learns that her heart can still choose happiness. A love that does not just happen - it transforms.
His Runner
We have been on the run for days now. The safety of my children is my priority. I was betrayed in the worst way, and I could not watch him hurt us any longer. I never saw my life going this way but here I am running for my life and my children's. This was the last bus stop, and I had a choice to make. I hope that I would not make the wrong one. He could find us at any moment and I imagine him dragging me all the way back by my hair. I didn't know who to trust but sometimes you just have to take a leap. Maybe, with a little luck, I will find the one thing I have been missing and be saved. One could dream, but for now, I'll keep running.Zakończone
Alpha Kiss Me
With his eyes trained on me he growls, "Unchain me." The supervisor chirps quietly, "I can't." His head swivels to her, and his fists are clenched in anger, "LET ME TOUCH WHAT IS MINE!" My eyes widen at the Alpha tone in his voice, and my stomach starts fluttering when I realize he called me his. Alpha. My mate is an Alpha. Which means I am a Luna, but I am a human. My heart breaks, a human cannot be Luna. --- When a girl turns eleven she is sent away to a camp, where she will meet her mate. Everyday the girls walk across a platform passing multiple werewolves that have just turned eighteen, praying that one of them is her mate. Cosette never thought she would find her mate because she is human. But she does find her mate, and he's an Alpha. How can a human be Luna without disrupting the pack's way of life?Zakończone
Silas' Infatuation
When Silas Quinn notices dark-skinned Celeste Greene at a hospital, his whole world changes. He may think it changed for the good, but it's actually for the worst. Silas slowly but surely becomes obsessed with Celeste's melanin skin and big dark brown eyes without even realizing his new infatuation. His addiction to her makes the rest of his world go dull as he only thinks about being with Celeste. ~~~ "You're mine, and will always be mine. Don't ever think you can run away from me." Her beautiful eyes looked up at me with hate and disgust. "You mental, possessive, sick--" I put two fingers on her swollen lips. She immediately stopped talking as fear spread throughout her face. It hurt me to look at her like this. "I know you don't mean that," my voice cracked. "Baby, I know you love me." The fear erased from her face and was replaced with malice. "I have NEVER fucking loved you! And if you loved me, I wouldn't be here right now." My impatience began to consume me and I found my fingers tightening around her neck. "You'll learn to love me. You've always been mine! From the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew." A single tear slipped out of Celeste's right eye but her voice remained strong. "You son of a bitch." With my hand still wrapped around her neck, Celeste spit on my face. **BWWM**Zakończone
She never noticed the eyes that followed her through shadowed alleyways, across crowded streets, and even in the dim corners of her favorite café. To her, he was a stranger-silent, composed, yet always there. To him, she was oxygen, the only thing worth breathing for. His obsession was a slow-burning fire, consuming reason until love twisted into something far more dangerous. Every smile she gave someone else felt like a theft; every moment she spent away from him was an unbearable wound. He knew her habits, her fears, her dreams-details she never told a soul. But the more he watched, the more he wanted to own her completely. And when a man like him decides he can't live without you, escape isn't an option...it's only a matter of time before the hunter steps out of the shadows.
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