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          To the Beautiful Souls Who’ve Been Here Since My BL Era—
          Hey, you. Yes, you, the one who stuck around even after I committed the ultimate crime…
          
          Unpublishing my BL stories.
          
          (Yes, I still feel the ghost of that heartbreak hovering over my Wattpad page.)
          
          I know many of you followed me for the soft boys, the tension-filled stares, the angst, the healing, the love that bloomed in the quietest moments between two men just trying to figure themselves out.
          
          But now…
          I’m taking you on a different ride.
          Still soft. Still slow-burn.
          Still emotionally wrecking and healing and ruining you and maybe bringing you back.
          But this time?
          
          It’s Marcus and Alia.
          An arranged marriage.
          
          A cold, ruthless husband who thinks love is a weakness.
          
          A kind, gentle wife who never gives up.
          
          One year of pain. And then… the slowest, most devastating redemption arc you’ll ever read.
          I’m not asking you to forget the past.
          I’m just asking—give this one a chance.
          Same writer. Same emotional wreckage. Same need to scream into pillows at 2AM.
          Different couple.
          Same depth.
          Same soul.
          
          “Where Winters Waits For The Spring ” is now live.
          
          I hope they’ll steal your heart the way my BL characters once did.
          From me, with a pen full of angst and a heart full of gratitude—
          Thank you for staying. And I hope you fall in love again.
          

          ANNOUNCEMENT: I’ve Officially Lost My Mind (and Published a Book While at It)
          
          Ladies, gentlemen, and emotionally unavailable CEOs—
          I present to you the chaotic slow-burn saga you never asked for but absolutely needed:
          
          “Where Winters Waits For the Spring”.
          
          Yes. I did it.
          I wrote a story where the man is colder than your ex’s heart, and the woman?
          Too pure, too soft, and way too patient for her own good.
          
          This isn’t your typical “we locked eyes and fell in love” romance.
          Oh no.
          
          It was war before it was love.
          
          Passive-aggressive breakfast wars. Silent treatments. Emotional damage. Wrist bruises. Valentine's teddy bears.
          The full course.
          
          What to expect?
          
          One emotionally constipated billionaire CEO named Marcus Blackwell who thinks feelings are for interns.
          
          One cinnamon-roll wife, Alia Carter, who could’ve had any prince but ended up married to a glacier.
          
          One entire year of emotional torture, silent dinners, and sleeping in separate rooms.
          
          And then… BOOM. Character development.
          (Not instant noodles—slow-burn gourmet trauma-healing love.)
          
          There will be laughter.
          There will be tears.
          There will be moments where you scream at Marcus through your screen like, “SAY SOMETHING NICE YOU STONE-COLD MENACE.”
          And then... he does.
          Just once.
          And you're destroyed.
          
          If you're into arranged marriages, emotional awakenings, silent confessions, and the kind of romance that hurts just right—
          Come. Join me.
          
          Let's suffer together.
          
          Now live on Wattpad: "Where winter waits for the Spring”
          
          Because sometimes… the coldest hearts fall the hardest.
          
          And sometimes… love doesn’t begin with butterflies.
          It begins with a bruise, a lie, and a silent dinner at a table meant for two.
          
          Read at your own risk. Feelings may occur.
          

THE WATTPAD WIPEOUT:  How I lost my Story and my Sanity 
          
          
          The Tragedy, The Betrayal, The Suspense – A Writer’s Heartbreak
          
          
          “You abandoned us.”
          “Where is Ethan?”
          “Did he die offscreen? Blink twice if he’s okay.”
          My DMs? In shambles.
          My notifications? A battlefield.
          My peace? Non-existent.
          Because YOU, my beautiful chaotic readers, have been dragging me like there’s no tomorrow—and honestly? I deserve it.
          So here it is. The truth.
          The heartbreak.
          The betrayal.
          The Wattpad-sized plot twist I never wanted to write…
          Ethan’s story has been taken down.
          Yes, you heard that right. Vanished. Poof. Gone like my GPA in 10th grade.
          I didn’t delete it. I didn’t ghost you. I didn’t fall into a well and forget how to write (though emotionally, yes, I did fall—dramatically, with background music).
          Rumor has it, someone reported it.
          Why? Maybe I wrote too many cliffhangers. Maybe Malcolm was too evil. Maybe the Phoenix Unit had too much swag. I don’t know. But Wattpad woke up one day and chose violence.
          So, what now?
          I cried. I screamed. I considered selling organs to hire a lawyer. But then I had chai, scrolled memes, and accepted my fate like a true tragic heroine.
          What happens to Ethan?
          He’s alive. He’s well. He’s hiding in my notes app, eating trauma for breakfast like always. Maybe one day he’ll rise from the ashes. Maybe I’ll resurrect him in a new way. Or maybe… he’ll return when you least expect it. Suspicious? Mysterious? I know. I’m annoying. Let’s move on.
          To everyone who supported, theorized, and spammed my inbox with “DROP THE NEXT CHAPTER OR I’LL SCREAM”—I love you. I see you. I hear you. I fear you.
          Thank you for being wild, wonderful, and emotionally unhinged with me.
          Stay tuned, though. A new storm is coming.
          And it’s going to be slow-burn, painful, beautiful chaos.
          – Your local chaos queen,
          Vera Noir 

          
          Dear Awesome Readers,
          
          First things first—y’all are legends. Truly. The love and support you’ve shown Ethan’s story (and me!) is the kind of thing that keeps writers going, even when their brains are fried. So, a massive thank you for anyone out their whose sticking around! 
          
          Now, let’s address the elephant in the room. Yes, I know the updates have been… um… missing in action. Before you start sharpening your pitchforks, let me explain! Life decided to throw a surprise party called “Studies and Responsibilities,” and guess what? I’m the reluctant guest of honor. But I promise, this is not a repeat of my last story disappearing into the void. (RIP, old story—gone but not forgotten.)
          
          Here’s the scoop: Ethan’s story is fully outlined, ready to go. All the twists, cliffhangers, and epic moments are just waiting for me to sprinkle some magic editing dust and set them free. So, rest assured—this story is NOT going into the writer’s graveyard. Nope. Nada. Never.
          
          Now, here’s the deal: I will finish this story. No dragging it out for a year or until I’m old and gray. Nope. It’s happening soon. Like, soon-soon. Hopefully this month, maybe next month, but definitely not next year. (I’m serious. You can hold me to it. Just... maybe don’t send Malcolm after me if I’m a little late.)
          
          So, while I sort through this chaotic balancing act called life, I humbly ask for your patience, love, and maybe some snacks for moral support. Thank you for being the best readers I could ever dream of. I promise the wait will be worth it.
          
          Stay awesome, stay tuned, and remember: Ethan’s story is alive, kicking, and just waiting for its moment to shine.
          
          Your loyal (and slightly overwhelmed) writer,
          Vena Noir 
          
          

Heyyy omg hope you’re doing well!! I just came to re-read the mafia fic and noticed that it’s been deleted?? it’s also been a hot minute since you’ve last updated!! 

Hiii i hope you are doing great, i just wanted to say that it's been a long time since you have updated,is everything alright??? I miss youuuu and this amazing story!! Please take care and update 

Heyy buddy! Is everything alright? Have you by chance unpublished your story... I'm just curious that's all. I wanted to catch up with your wonderful story.
          

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