I never sought to pen a description, yet here I am-  

Some stereotypical tales I cannot abide:  

⚔️The male lead embodies characteristics of a womanizer, signified by the phrase 'My heart is yours but my body belongs to the world' -- like what?
📜Regardless of the timing of the male lead's womanizing behavior in relation to the female lead, this trope has become monotonous and uninspired.
📜A playboy deserves a playgirl, nothing less or more.

⚔️ When the male lead strays, a fleeting heart in the wind.  
📜The mere thought of a soulmate's betrayal sends a pang through my nerves; loyalty should be sacred and unbreakable, regardless of gender.

⚔️ When his past is stained with others, while she waits-untouched, unwavering.  
📜The well-worn narrative. 

⚔️ When the hands that should hold, harm instead; cruelty dressed as love.  

And so, the stories that call to me are few but pure:  

💎 Two souls, each other's first, last, and only-bound by a love that outlasts time.  

🪙 Dark can be the path of the male lead, shadowed in mystery and perhaps even laced with the peril of kidnapping-but never with the stain of abuse. For violence leaves scars not just on the skin, but on your mind , and such marks linger far too long.

🪙I would rather read rare ones featuring a female lead who embodies a playgirl spirit, for I've grown weary of the usual tales.

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🌟 They say we are shaped not just by the world we touch, but by the visions we hold and the tales we consume. In the end, what we choose to read molds us. Choose wisely. 🌟

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And one last note, bookish mates-I have but quick moments in this vast ocean of words, 
where your replies are lost to the tide of notifications. 
Please know, if I do not respond, it is not for lack of care. 🤗

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