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𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 : 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 (𝐀𝐫𝐜-𝟏)
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Ongoing, First published May 29
Mature
"𝗛𝗲 𝗶𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁. 𝗛𝗲'𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗲𝘅𝗶𝘀𝘁."


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This is a dark, twisted romance thriller where nothing is as it seems...


Three generations.
Multiple couples.
Countless secrets.
One legacy soaked in blood, betrayal, and love that refuses to fade


✨ "In a world buried deep in secrets, no one is innocent. Not even the ones you love." ✨


They say truth sets you free-but what if the truth is the very poison that destroys everything?

Welcome to a story dripping in power, desire , obsession, betrayal, and revenge. Where a king holds the world in his grip, a queen plays a game no one sees coming, and the devil wears a face that once felt like home.

As the layers peel away, the sins of the past begin to haunt the present.
Families clash, lovers fall, enemies rise - all under the watchful trail of the storm.

But the true players?
The real heartbeats of this chaos?
They will emerge only when the story decides it's time.

Until then, the mist keeps them hidden.
Until then, the past writes the present.

This isn't about heroes.
This is about monsters who were once human.
About women who were never soft-only silent.
About love that's too twisted to be pure, and too real to be ignored.





This is not your fairytale. This is war.
And every heart is a battlefield.
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He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.