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Irama Plume

I Was Her Cure, But Never Her Choice

...... In a future shimmering with scientific miracles, Dragan Reks stands as a brilliant prodigy. He isn’t driven by ambition or glory, but by something far more powerful: love. His entire world orbits around Aurelia, a luminous spirit burdened with a cruel fate. Born with sickle cell anemia, her life was a countdown of pain and fragile breaths. But to Dragan, she was worth everything worth risking it all. Defying every warning, he reached for an experimental breakthrough that could ruin him. He gambled his research, his reputation, even his sanity, just to save her. And he did. Her pain dissolved. Her glow returned. For a fleeting moment, their world felt perfect, as if love and science had conquered fate together. Then she left. She didn’t just leave the lab. She vanished from his life entirely, slipping away into someone else’s arms. No farewell. No explanation. Just an echoing emptiness where her laughter used to live. As months crawled by, Dragan tried to bury the ache in formulas and sterile white rooms. But grief doesn’t die quietly; it transforms, lurking in every quiet moment. Just as he began to forget the softness of her voice, Aurelia returned. She came back changed. Quieter. Still breathtaking. Still the center of the universe he had been trying to forget. But now she carried an invisible weight, her eyes shadowed with regret. She claimed she never stopped loving him. She said she made a mistake, that the other man meant nothing. But could Dragan trust her again? Could love survive the shattering blow of betrayal? Memories tangled with the present, flooding his heart with longing and rage. He was trapped in an impossible choice: she was alive because of him, yet he had lost her soul in the process. Now, faced with the woman he had saved and the scars she left behind, Dragan must decide. Should he open his heart once more and risk it breaking beyond repair, or finally close the door and walk away forever?
Silent_Plume · 13.4K Views

The Mafia Boss Calls Me His Little Ancestor

The monsoon season of Nanyang carried a humid sensuality as Liao Qiao pushed open the hotel’s carved wooden doors, only to overhear Shang Lu’s mocking sneer: “Are you following me? Still not over me?” A sharp reprimand cut through the drama. “Show some respect to your sister-in-law!” The shadow of a black shirt swept over Liao Qiao’s shoulder. Shang Yu exhaled a plume of smoke, his gaze dropping to the crumpled figure on the floor. “Take him to the Dark Hall,” he ordered, his voice like glacial steel. Liao Qiao studied the man’s chiseled profile. This was Shang Yu, the ruthless tycoon of Nanyang. He stood at the rain-soaked veranda, cigarette smoke curling around him, the faint scent of snow pine lingering in the air—a blade sheathed in elegance. Their next meeting unfolded in the underground lounge of a nightclub. Liao Qiao sipped a Mojito, watching Shang Yu stub out his cigar with a snap. “Mr. Yan requests your presence.” Before the bodyguard could finish, she sauntered into the private room. Under crystal chandeliers, Shang Lu retched into a toilet bowl while Shang Yu tapped his fingers on the marble table. “Explain the annulment yourself.” Before the words echoed, Liao Qiao leaned against the doorframe, spinning a car key between her fingers. “I heard Mr. Shang owns a Maybach. Care to lend it for a spin?” On the manicured lawns of Nan Yang Manor, Shang Yu knelt to tend to a cut on her ankle. Liao Qiao traced the mole near his eye, laughter bubbling. “So anxious, Mr. Shang? Could it be…” His hands yanked her into an embrace, his palm pressing against her wounded back. “If it hurts, bite me.” The night Shang Lu’s yacht exploded, Liao Qiao stood by the manor’s floor-to-ceiling windows, watching Shang Yu’s silhouette rigid against the lightning-flashed horizon. Thunder cracked. For the first time, she understood why her father called her “Nanyang’s curse”—she had a knack for shattering and reshaping the trajectories of those around her without rhyme or reason. When Shang Yu returned from Palma, he pressed a platinum card into her palm. “Want to see where you were born?” Liao Qiao traced the intricate engravings, finally deciphering the truth in her father’s indulgent eyes—she was never just a heiress. She was the wildfire he’d always kept burning in his palm.
Js_Hs_0149 · 54.4K Views

IN SEARCH OF TRUE LOVE

But I still don’t have one. I could not find a true relationship, since they are all interested in money as I am the only son of a very rich and respected family. They leave me later, heartbroken. I just turned twenty-five and my parents are asking me for the name of the girl who makes my heart beat. GIRL! What to say? I don’t have one. They are all waiting for me to introduce them to my girlfriend to finally consider the arrival of their grandson. I still hope to find a REAL one later. A few days after our engagement, I began to hear some things about Rose. It seems that she already had a man. I took this news as rumors. I trust my Rose. One day, I had the idea of surprising Rose by visiting her. When I get back from Hubert’s house, I enter Rose’s house. His whole family knew me but that day, his parents were absent. There was only the housekeeper. —Good morning madam. Is Rose here? —Yes. In his room sir. I will warn her. —No thanks. I know the way. I take the stairs and go to the corridor and then I hear moans. Surprised, I was moving slowly to see what was happening. The screams came to me from Rose’s room. I took the trouble to observe a scene that tears my heart through the small opening of the door. My Rose was getting in the air with her boyfriend that my friends had told me about. The one I thought was a virgin uttered cries of pleasure. I watched how her boyfriend was banged her and it was as if I was being shot. I wanted to enter the room to make noise. But I preferred to be silent and turn around.
Richy_Plume · 14.2K Views

The power of love ( Rick and Brenda)

Love is like a storm that takes us to the one she wants. He takes possession of us and is impossible to escape from his grip. Two young people they were, they had not yet embarked on this love adventure that leads us to discover all the colors of life. Despite their ages, they waited for God to bring to them the chosen one of their heart. Rick, an intelligent, ambitious and full of other qualities, lived with his mother and sister. The latter was struggling to make his dreams reality in order to wipe away the tears of his mother who was the only one who had done everything so that he could have a better future after they were abandoned by their father. So he focused on building his future, until the day he met Brenda, a beautiful lady, of incomparable beauty, with a captivating shape. A young lady, very ambitious. Brenda is the eldest daughter of a great businessman. She is a Model Actress and also works in one of her father’s companies. Brenda had never embarked on a romantic relationship until she met Rick. But as you know no one knows what the wind that blows carries then, they did not know where the storm of love that carried them intended to bring them. Rick had become madly in love with Brenda and there was not even an adjective to describe Brenda’s love for Rick, it was simply an unconditional love, a love that can bring a dead man back to the afterlife, a pure love that simply snows in the middle of summer. Brenda was afraid of her father who had put himself between her and her love. Why? There are many reasons, first of all Rick is not the same country as Brenda and two the latter has nothing to deserve the daughter of a great businessman what they said to themselves because he was not only Brenda’s father, but a whole world. There to give birth to their love, Rick and Brenda face many problems, many sufferings... Have they managed to give birth to this love until they make it reign? Did Rick manage to make his PRINCESS a queen? A story whose development is based on romance, true love, discrimination, drama, kidnapping...
Richy_Plume · 15.4K Views
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