The Weight of Ashes is a heart-wrenching, cinematic novel (~80,000 words) set in a fictional Japanese city and its nearby slum. Aiko Tanaka, a resilient 16-year-old from the slum, chases education and finds love with Haruto Yamada, a kind-hearted classmate. Their tender romance-marked by sakura trees, a carved bookmark, and a matsuri dance-is shattered by a misunderstanding orchestrated by jealous classmate Sakura Mori, who tricks Aiko into believing Haruto betrayed her. Devastated, Aiko spirals into isolation, falling prey to Kaito Nakamura, a predatory drug dealer who lures her with false affection, drugs her, and hands her to traffickers. Haruto, consumed by guilt, discovers Aiko's drugged state, kills Kaito in a brutal rage, and chases the trafficking truck to a mountain road near the slum. In a forest clearing, he attempts to rescue Aiko, but she's assaulted and dies, her final words-I loved you-breaking him. Haruto's berserk vengeance leaves the traffickers dead, but he's arrested and sent to juvenile detention, where he reflects on love's fragility and systemic cruelty. The novel, told in a continuous narrative with Aiko's perspective until her trafficking and Haruto's thereafter, uses abstract language for sensitive acts, weaving Japanese cultural elements (sakura, haikus, shrines) into a tragic tale of love, betrayal, and loss, urging readers to cherish love and fight exploitation.
"The Hacker and the Mob Boss" ❦
Reyna Fields seems to be an ordinary girl with her thick-framed glasses, baggy clothes, hair always up in a ponytail, and her head tucked away behind a computer screen. However, no one knows she's armed with a genius IQ and a heart of gold. She hacks her way into virtual systems on a search for her mother.
Unfortunately for her, she has hacked into the wrong database. She hacked into the database of the notorious mob boss, Santino "Saint" Venturi.
Saint is the opposite of his name. He's known for his ruthlessness. As a mob boss to a mafia, he learned to eat or be eaten. When Reyna stumbles upon his database, a plan dispersed into his mind. He's going to take her.
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"I don't share, angel."
"He's a friend," she found herself saying. Dante was too busy staring at her to notice the fiery glare in Saint's eyes. She was mentally praying that Dante would just look away.
His fingers trailed up her leg before his hand latched onto her sex. He held her there while a small gasp left her lips. "I will fuck you on this table if he doesn't stop looking at what belongs to me."
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HIGHEST RANKING:
#5 romance - 6/26/22
Dark Romance
Cover by @-simplyhan