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My Inkitt ID Abnormal

Fairytales are bedtime stories they say , What if they are full of reality people can't face 🤔 Am Abby , a newbie . Inspired by Tearsmith.

Jordyn Knight never asked for the spotlight. Born as the overlooked twin of the dazzling and beloved actress Iris Knight, Jordyn spent her life in the shadows-unnoticed, unloved, and unwanted. But when Iris becomes gravely ill, Jordyn is forced into an unthinkable position: take her sister's place in a high-profile marriage to the country's most desirable bachelor, Bryson Tiller, or let her mother die without treatment. Bryson, haunted by grief and blinded by rage, believes Jordyn is Iris-the woman responsible for his brother's death. Behind closed doors, their marriage is a prison of silent suffering, veiled hatred, and unanswered questions. To the world, they're a glamorous couple. In private, they are strangers bound by resentment and secrets. As Jordyn navigates a dangerous masquerade, she finds unexpected solace in the quiet moments, a growing inner strength, and a fragile hope that maybe-just maybe-someone might see her for who she truly is. But how long can you live a lie before it destroys you? And when the truth comes out... will there be anything left to save?

How could Serena get kidnapped? She's the strongest female I've ever met and doesn't go down without a fight, yet it was her instead of me ? I'm the weakest link, it's only right. That text message we received. It was anonymous. It said .. and I quote : You're All Mighty Princess, Locked Away, Tied Up, Deprived.. and You two must come to this location alone. Or the princess goes bye bye. They sent this with a picture of the person i admired the most, in an empty room. It looked so dirty and mildewed in there. She was on a wooden chair, hands tied behind her, mouth taped, eyes covered. Her pretty bun was barely a bun.. it looked like someone was pulling on it, and her arms and pretty face were bruised, dirty and covered with dry blood... just the thought of it makes my eyes water. With all of the she still held her head high.. why couldn't I be that strong ?

Ella , who have a crush on the famous celebrity face many struggles because of her untold love story and the story describes how her single sided love gets expressed and had a happy ending

This story will be modified into a novel later in the future.

Here we go again, I'm back again with the 100 book challenge.

- A slow-burn arranged marriage mafia romance Addison Rye grew up in the quiet corners of her father's house. The kind of corners where voices weren't raised-but silenced. Where hugs were handed out to the right daughters, and she wasn't one of them. She wasn't beautiful like her sisters. She wasn't bold. She wasn't wanted. Her mother died giving birth to her, and no one ever let her forget it. Not her father. Not her stepmother. Not the siblings who reminded her daily that she was a mistake. She became small. Apologetic. Afraid of everything. Even success didn't save her-it only made her easier to ignore. But Addison had one secret: She wanted to be loved. Just once. So when someone finally saw her, finally reached for her... she made the mistake of reaching back. Torak Saine doesn't let anyone close-not even his own blood. CEO by day, something darker by night. He doesn't need company. He doesn't need affection. And he definitely doesn't need a wife. But when a debt between his family and the Ryes is forced to the surface, he offers a brutal deal: "I'll marry one of your daughters. Not for love, not for peace. Just to settle a score. But whoever she is, be prepared to dig her grave. I don't keep anything I don't need alive." And so-without hesitation-Addison's father sends her. The daughter no one will miss. The black sheep. But what Torak doesn't expect... is that the quietest girl can hide the loudest pain. And the hand he last meant to hold-might just be the one that brings him to his knees

When everyone slowly leave, how will she survive , how will she coupe loneliness, mental health , and pain . However when she meets Derrick , she thought life was back on track , until she had to be separated From a loved one once again, What's next.

We came a long way. We drove every morning in the shuttle from home to our various offices We devoted ourselves and families lives to God thru songs, prayers, and inspirational words We have laughed & cried our heart out. We shared whispers, gossips and smiles We moved from one floors to another. Either for printing, delivering mails, making follow-ups, and meeting colleagues We celebrate with diverse nationals' performance, culture and the kind of food they prepared We interacted with people from around the world; some good; and some bad ones Sometimes we did the job, but were ignored by those that wanted the glory. You meet some very good colleague(s) , and when you start being closed to them, you receive "IT IS TIME TO LEAVE" The going of such person hurt so much, but when the Unknown Soldier is leaving, you wish he has left earlier Now we have reached a point in our lives where future thought has finally arrives, and we have to forge our own way as we face our new lives after end of mission Our time isn't up, it has just begun We have a long way to go before all is said and done

Am a writer not a newbie but you can call me one This is not officially my first writing but let's say I started with this . Am Abby Aka. (TOCO) by the way. A writer who is scared to write I don't why but just realised it happens to 90 percent of writers. I will start with this and see where it ends pls don't judge me . Incase there is any misspelt words , correct me no one is above correction 😉 . They say Book consist of context either what you've seen and decided to write or what you heard Life is same as a "Book" .Life Is an open Book It just depends on how to get the context written or how deeper you understand the words . AFTER (inspired by Tessa &Hardin story . This may be short but if you read you will understand , each words is like a 100 pages . Funny huh but the truth 😁

You're a Prime. What are they? They take care of...how shall you put it? Medias. No, they don't create and run medias, more rather, keep them in check, if you will. See, they have a secret, one that you, and all the Primes before you have been charged with to keep. However, you need to keep your power in check, and make sure it doesn't all go to your head. This is going to be one tough job.... You have to keep a flirt, your crush, your annoying roommate, and plenty more to keep out of trouble, so it won't be easy, but it'll be fun.

Highest Rankings: #1 in Featured #1 in Werewolf #1 in Dragon #1 in Fantasy #1 in Adventure #1 in Action #1 in Series #23 in Romance "Lyzaria! What did I tell you about the forest?" My father scolds me sharply. I flinch at the anger in his voice and quickly retract my hand, inches from the trunk of the tree. "Sorry father, I couldn't help it. The trees are just so beautiful," I whine turning towards him. His face softens slightly and he scoops me up into his muscled arms. I wrap my small arms around his neck and bury my face into his shoulder. He hugs me tightly and carries me away from the forest. "Why can't we go into the forest?" I ask, looking over his shoulder to see the red and gold leaves slowly disappear from view as we climb the hill. "The forest is a dangerous place," he sighs. "How can something so beautiful be so dangerous?" I mutter in confusion. "The danger is in its beauty." **Cover by SodaliteSilver**

This is simply a book I will use as a way to broadcast what stories I am writing and where those stories are posted. a good bit of my stories will be here and on AO3.

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