Almas De Dolor

"Make a wish... and it will come true."

His voice was calm, almost drowned beneath the rhythm of the falling rain.

"But remember this," he continued, holding out the shooting-star bracelet. "Every wish comes with a price. When something good enters your life, something bad follows."

"What could possibly be worse than my life?" I let out a bitter laugh.

For a moment, the stranger said nothing.

The rain fell harder. Then he placed the bracelet in my hand.

I opened my eyes to a world I had never seen before.

My heart pounded as I stumbled outside, trying to understand what had happened.

Then I saw him.

Standing beneath the golden sunlight.

The same dark hair. The same sharp eyes.

The same face I had described hundreds of times while writing.

My breath caught in my throat.

"Silas...?"

No.

That wasn't possible.

Silas wasn't real.

Because Silas was my own made character.....

ALMAS DE DOLOR:

Trapped inside the unfinished novel she once controlled, Jemimah quickly discovers that stories are far more dangerous when you're living inside them. Every chapter unfolds without her permission, secrets lurk behind every page, and the ending she never got the chance to write is approaching faster than she imagined.

© Knoxrivven Era 2026.

Trope: enemies to lovers 🥀, love traingle 💔