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Ataraxia : Ex Love, Ex Life

(GL) Confident Mess x Cold Raging Fire - - - Author Renée Laurent receives an invitation to an old university friend's wedding. The venue will be on a private island, but that's not the only 'hassle'. A certain someone will be there and it's forcing her to properly evaluate some of her past choices. Recently minted environmental lawyer Ayla Bozkurt. A relationship that started early in University and went on for over two years. One that Renée ended herself without explaining properly... She thought it was the right thing to do at the time, with her mental health fraying. Now, Renée thinks she wants to see her again on the island just to show that she is in a good place with her life. That's all. After all, the relationship is dead... isn't it? An ending that happened because of a misunderstanding and a lack of communication. In close proximity and stuck with her for a while, will one pounding heart awaken the willingness in the other to finally talk? - - - The author cups her hands around the moon shining above before looking over at her ex. "I used to hate the night. The moonlight reminded me of what I couldn't touch anymore." The lawyer whose name means 'halo of moonlight' watches her with a cold face, but inside she is as hotly rattled as ever. "...What do you mean by saying this?" - - - A young law student had been trying to disparage her writing profession to Ayla in a public setting. Renée steps closer to the young woman after confidently defending herself to land a final soft blow. "But you were making her uncomfortable with this instead of me." The wealthy ex who thought she had been hiding her displeasure at her junior talking down to someone clenches her wine glass. Was she so easy to read for her, or... is she just paying that much attention?
Seraphelki · 2.5K Views

Under The Moonlight: The Cursed Legacy

Under this damned moonlight, we shall break our curse and make our love a legacy~~~ Their love shouldn't have existed in the first place. He was her enemy, and she was his sweetest redemption. After Elysia lost her parents to the war that broke out between her pack and her betrothed's, she vowed to avenge her pack members and her parents' deaths. Unknown to her, her cursed fate would lead her down a different path rather than towards revenge. Blame it all on her fate! Thinking she could avenge her pack's innocent deaths, she decided to work as a maid in her parents killer's palace. Not only would she make them pay by destroying everyone, but she would also destroy the one who slew her parents, King Stefan. She thought it was all easy: make him fall in love with her, kill him, and die afterward. Not until he became the very reason she no longer wanted to die and the reason he badly wanted to die. Would she be able to get her revenge or fall into the deadly trap called love? What if her pack members didn't die because they were raided by the Silvermoon pack, but because of her cursed fate? What about the king? What if there is more to him than she knew? Their story shouldn't have existed. No, they were never meant to be in this place; two souls sharing one fate. ____ "Did you still love me? Even though I am cursed and will bring doom to you and your pack members?" Her question made him chuckle as if what she just asked was funny. "Yes. Let's say that is what we get for raiding your pack," he paused briefly. "I love you, though I am not sure if you will want to be my wife, right under this moonlight." She closed the gap between them, tears clustered in her eyes before she said, "Damn this moonlight! It has broken us more than repaired. Let's get married!" Just when he was about to seal their secret wedding with a kiss, an arrow pierced through Elysia's back. Elysia coughed out blood. Her body went numb as she fell weakly to the ground. Her lips parted slowly, "Damn our cursed fate, I should have just killed you instead of falling into that deadly trap called love."
Ogrima · 109 Views
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