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Everyone fears Damian Deluca - CEO of Deluca Industries and the Mafia king of Russia's underworld. No one knows his weakness... because he never reveals her. His wife, Avelina Rose. To him, she's everything he refuses to lose. To her, he's the monster who stole her dreams and locked her in a golden cage. But secrets don't stay buried forever. And when his darkness and her desires collide... their truth might ruin them both.

In a home where love was a currency, she was always bankrupt. Her parents' affection was reserved for the twin who reflected their every hope, leaving her to inherit the hushed comparisons and soft dismissals. She was constantly reminded of her lesser worth, but she never imagined her marriage would be a cast-off from the twin who was truly desired. Offered as a consolation prize, she expects only disappointment in a loveless union. Yet, the journey of marriage becomes an unexpected path to self-discovery. The Color Of My Own Sky is a story of the invisible bruises that shape a soul, and the battle to finally find the courage to paint your own brilliant horizon. Nov. 3 ©deey_jah

AN AREWA SLOW-BURN... ©2025 all rights reserved --- Aisha Hassan Saeed never planned to work for a man like Sudais Abubakar Muhammad - the meticulous, intimidating CEO who somehow manages to stress her, confuse her, and fascinate her all at once. She's outspoken, funny, and full of trouble. He's controlled, calculating, and impossible to read. They clash in the office, argue over little things, and pretend they can't stand each other. But underneath the sarcasm, the quiet looks, and the unspoken tension... something is shifting. This is a slow-burn story about a boss who swears he doesn't care, a PA who swears she can't be bothered, and the undeniable pull between two people who were never supposed to get close - yet somehow keep finding their way back to each other. --- ~"An image of complexity, painted in the subtilities of black and gray."

​"I told myself I hated him. But hate is just love with nowhere to go." ​For Lily Thornes, the name Killian Blackwood is a jagged scar on her heart. Since they were children, she has belonged to him in every way that matters, her soul bound to a boy who watched the world burn with cold, hazel eyes. She loved him with a raw, visceral intensity-a love that was never returned, never acknowledged, and eventually, silenced. ​Five years ago, Lily did the only thing she could to survive: she ran. She built a life in the quiet, burying her melancholic poetry and her memories of him under layers of carefully constructed peace. She spent half a decade perfecting the art of avoiding the man who owned her. ​But fate has a cruel sense of irony. ​Killian is back. He isn't just a ghost in the hallways anymore; he's a physical, suffocating presence, and he's staying for a month. A month of shared air. A month of forced proximity. A month where Lily has to watch him from the sidelines, her heart breaking all over again as she sees him with Clara, a woman who seems to have everything Lily ever craved. ​Lily expects the cold shoulder. She expects the silence. ​What she doesn't expect is the shift in the air. The way his gaze follows her every move. The way his silent indifference turns into a dark, terrifying possession. ​As the lines between protection and obsession begin to blur, Lily is forced to face a truth more dangerous than his absence: Killian Blackwood doesn't just want her back. He's decided that she's the only soul he's ever truly wanted-and he's willing to burn the world down to prove it.

He saw her once... and she became his obsession. She didn't know him and never imagined she could feel anything for him. But fate had other plans. He's loved her from the very first moment-dangerous, possessive, and relentless. She only begins to feel it... slowly. Secrets, power, forbidden desire... but will she ever love him back?will she finally fall for the man who's always loved her?

The heavens tremble. Jiang Feng, the youngest Dark Sovereign, has defied destiny, mastering the laws of Darkness, Time, and Space. Yet, his ascent has only just begun. With a second soul - that of the ancient Aevium race - stirring within him, Jiang Feng embodies a power previously unimaginable, marked by the distinctive white locs of his otherworldly heritage. But the realms are in turmoil. The Severance Veil weakens, allowing the relentless Demon Race to pour into the mortal world. From above, the Immortal Realm prepares its own invasion, while the Beast and Soul Realms eye the unfolding chaos, ready to strike. Now, with his loyal Embersteel Wardens at his side, Jiang Feng must battle not only for his mortal home but for the very balance of the cosmos. As he navigates treacherous celestial politics and confronts ancient forces, he must embrace the full extent of his dual nature. Will his growing power be enough to unite the disparate realms against the encroaching darkness, or will the weight of a collapsing universe prove too great a burden, even for a sovereign? The fate of all creation rests upon the Embersteel.

[Story enhanced with images.] She never meant to lead; she never wanted to. But when a smoke-born entity begins devouring worlds, Adira might just be the last thing standing between life and oblivion. ********** Born with white hair, her cursed destiny is tied to the enemy and a power she barely understands. Adira has spent her life in hiding after a childhood tragedy shattered everything. Ebon, a smoke-born entity that devours the life of its host, has become a threat to humanity after collapsing other worlds. Adira has to step up as captain of her team tasked with the impossible: stop the cosmic force of darkness before it consumes everything across the galaxy. They say she's the key to ending the war. The one destined to stop Ebon. But destiny doesn't care that she's scared, that she doesn't want the weight of the universe on her shoulders. Because monsters aren't myths. They're real. With each mission, her powers grow...along with the secrets. Until the day she's forced to rise above, trained to fight the very force that has haunted her since the beginning. She is the final line of defense. The Last Dawnkeeper. Will she defeat an ancient entity that leaves only shrunken corpses and ash in its wake, or will she become a part of the abyss so many have succumbed to?

What if in this flipped reality, the rain in Paris still falls, but the roles have completely shifted. Adrien is the modest, artistic designer trying to navigate life with a chaotic but loving family, while Marinette is the glamorous, shielded model under the intense pressure of her family's high-fashion legacy. Season 1

Two girls. Two worlds. One city that was never big enough to keep them apart. Sixteen year old Dani Evans has perfected the art of belonging somewhere she doesn't. By day she's Belmark Academy's undisputed "it" girl-effortlessly magnetic and basically untouchable. But come sundown, she's slipping back to Obalende, careful that nobody follows. Nobody ever has. Until now. When Khadijah arrives at Belmark trailing whispers of Abuja old money, everyone is enchanted. Everyone except Dani. Because Dani knows exactly what performing a life looks like. And something about Khadijah is a performance. What starts as suspicion becomes obsession. And that obsession becomes the worst mistake of her life. Behind the accent and the designer bags is something far more dangerous than a rival. And the moment Dani finds out, Elle finds out too. As a consequence of her actions, Dani is coerced into a deal. The deal is simple. Carry out Elle's plan and Elle disappears from her life forever. But the problem is Elle's world has bodies in it. Now Dani has to decide how dirty she's willing to get to survive it.

At nineteen, Franklin was just a raw, brilliant producer hiding his chaotic genius behind the strict uniform of Kingsforth Academy. Melinda was the cold, untouchable math prodigy who saw the world in flawless strategies and economic blueprints. Everyone thought they were opposites. No one knew that behind closed doors and hidden school lawns, they were each other's only escape. Melinda became Franklin's personal backbone-the quiet anchor who protected his peace and turned his emotional Afro-fusion rhythms into a multi-million dollar reality. Together, they didn't just survive the elite; they planned a total takeover. Three years later, the school uniforms are gone, replaced by tailored designer suits and black evening gowns. Standing tall over the London waterfront, Zilla Entertainment is now a multi-level creative fortress built on global number-one singles and absolute independence. Franklin is the legendary, world-renowned Music Director; Melinda is the youngest, most ruthless independent CEO on the continent. They fought the biggest sharks in the industry and won a total victory. But as the neon lights of the London skyline blur around them and a three-carat diamond ring waits in the shadows, the ultimate test approaches. In a world full of corporate betrayal, massive global stakes, and hidden trauma, building an empire is easy... but holding onto the one who helped you build it from the mud might cost everything. A deep, intense psychological romance about devotion, empire, and the unbreakable weight of a love that remembers even when the world forgets.

In the heat of 1946 Calcutta, Sister Teresa is a beloved teacher behind the high stone walls of St. Mary's. But outside those walls, the city is a screaming. Following a divine prompting she calls " The call within a call, " Teresa trades her habit for a simple white sari with blue stripes and steps in the shadows f the poorest slums on Earth. With no money, no medical supplies, and initially no helpers, she begins by washing the sores of the forgotten and teaching alphabet in the dirt. The Miracle of Compassion is no just a retelling of her life; it is an intimate look at who decided that "the unwanted" deserved a dignified death. As she builds the Missionaries of Charity, she must face political opposition, the depths of human suffering, and the "dark night" of her own soul.

Dr. Adrian Aguas is a top-tier surgeon who lives for the thrill of the Operating Room. Control is his specialty-hanggang sa makatagpo niya ang babaeng magdi-dissect sa tahimik niyang buhay. Dr. Iris Velez is a brilliant pathologist who prefers the silence of the morgue over the ego of living men. She's sharp, blunt, and definitely has no room for a husband-lalo na kung ang lalaking iyon ay kasing-arogante ni Adrian. Pero nang ang imperyo ng kanilang mga pamilya--ang Monte Medical Group at Velez Pharmaceuticals--ay mangailangan ng isang "blood covenant" to seal a multi-billion merger, a marriage contract is the only cure. One wants to save lives; the other wants to study the dead. Can they survive a marriage where the only thing they agree on is how much they hate each other? In this chaotic merger, love is a side effect... but survival is the goal. "Medical Romantic Suspense with a heavy dose of Comedy"

Some are raised on obedience. Others are raised on fear. But I... I was raised on both. Behind the gilded doors of a grand mansion, music was a desperate means of survival until it mutated into a curse. And when Leah entered my life, I truly believed that a kindred soul could be my sanctuary. But I never factored in the desecration. Nor did I account for the blood. A story of psychological inheritance, toxic attachment, absolution... and the Seven Deadly Sins. Is a monster born? Or is it made?

This is a fanfiction that continues the story of Fantastic Beasts: The Secrets of Dumbledore. I'm not a writer. I'm a dreamer. I've carried this story with me for years, built in my mind through questions, theories, and hopes. And every time I think about the Fantastic Beasts universe, I can't accept that it still doesn't have a true ending. So I decided to try. To give shape to everything I've always imagined. I don't promise perfect writing, nor fast updates. I write slowly, following the rhythm of ideas and emotions. Each week, I'll try to add another piece of this world I've never stopped seeing. If you choose to read this story, I hope it's not just a tale... but a journey. If you want to support me, follow me on my Instagram account: alessio_ciaramidaro X: AleCiaramidaro

❝ 𝓚𝓲𝓼𝓶𝓪𝓽 𝓷𝓮 𝓱𝓾𝓶𝓮 𝔂𝓾𝓷 𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓪 𝓭𝓲𝔂𝓪, 𝓭𝓸 𝓪𝓷𝓳𝓪𝓪𝓷 𝓻𝓪𝓪𝓱𝓸𝓷 𝓴𝓸 𝓮𝓴 𝓫𝓪𝓷𝓪 𝓭𝓲𝔂𝓪. 𝓣𝓾𝓽𝓪 𝓱𝓾𝓪 𝓴𝓪𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓲 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓷, 𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓻 𝓾𝓼𝓷𝓮 𝓶𝓾𝓳𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓷 𝓼𝓮 𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓪 𝓵𝓲𝔂𝓪.❞ . . . They say 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐀𝐍 is 𝐌𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐀𝐍. The greatest of all virtues. A sacred blessing. But when her 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐀𝐍 became her doom, when her honour was traded repeatedly in the name of tradition how sacred could it be anymore? . . . "𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒓. 𝑰'𝒎 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐𝒐." He stepped closer anyway. "𝑰𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆?" he repeated, "𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖? 𝑰𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒆𝒍𝒕𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎, 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖?" "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆." "𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝑮𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒂 𝑴𝒂𝒊𝒚𝒂𝒂... 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅'𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒔, 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒚." . . . A love that begins not with passion but with safety. In a world where people are far more dangerous than they appear, will they heal each other or destroy themselves trying?

​Description: "I didn't just find a story; I accidentally brought one to life." ​Ardin thought he was just doing his duty as a temporary librarian. He thought the legends of the century-old library were just bedtime stories for children. But when the clock struck midnight, the ink began to bleed into reality, and the characters he once read about were suddenly breathing the same air as him. ​After a chaotic night of magic and mayhem, Ardin manages to seal the book characters back into their world-or so he thought. ​Standing in the moonlight is a girl in a vibrant yellow dress. She is beautiful, mysterious, and completely lost. Unlike the others, she didn't disappear when the book closed. There's just one problem: she has no idea who she is, what story she came from, or why she's the only one left behind. ​Now, Ardin must protect a girl with no memory from a world she doesn't belong to, all while trying to figure out if she's the heroine of a fairy tale... or the villain of a tragedy.

Five friends, five different personalities, and one choice that changes everything. Diana O'Reilly's "Last Camping Trip" was meant to be a simple escape from the noise of college life, but it turns into a nightmare they will never escape. ​After a mysterious deluge and a fatal leap from a cliff, they wake up in a world that exists on no map. Here, fairies are not delicate, the forest possesses a mind of its own, and every wound serves as a reminder that they do not belong. ​In this realm, labels like "athlete," "organizer," or "survival expert" mean nothing. There are only five people slowly losing their grip on reality, hurting each other, and struggling to stay alive. In the Unnamed Realm, every fragment of their friendship begins to shatter. How much of their humanity can they preserve before the darkness consumes them entirely?

The Hook: Elara wasn't just kidnapped; she was harvested. To the Bratva guards, she is just another "bird in a cage," a broken captive who has forgotten how to scream. They couldn't be more wrong. Elara doesn't scream because she's busy counting exits, memorizing rotations, and waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Maksim Volkov, the son of the Pakhan, has seen every flavor of violence the underworld has to offer. But he has never seen anything like the girl in the "Pit." When he witnesses Elara pin a high-ranking Brigadier to a table with nothing but a stolen silver spoon and a steady breath, his world shifts. Instead of punishing her, he becomes obsessed. In a world governed by the Code of Vor, where loyalty is bought in blood, Maksim and Elara begin a lethal dance of power. He wants to own her; she wants to destroy his world. But in the shadows of the Volkov estate, the most dangerous thing isn't the weapons-it's the realization that the predator and the prey might be one and the same. Let's engage on this story as we are to expect more spicy scenes. #ai-assisted Love 💕 ©Mary Lexy 🌹

A high - achieving student with a flawless reputation. The reputation she created as a mask, starts getting annoymous messages: " I KKOW WHAT YOU DID." As a pressure builds, her "perfect image " starts falling - and she realizes the truth may be more disturbing than... messages.