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THE SHAPE OF FEAR

The Shape of Fear is a suspenseful psychological thriller that delves deep into the darkness of a family’s cursed legacy. Told from the first-person point of view of Jemima, the novel follows her harrowing journey as she is drawn into the sinister world of the Vancourt family, who have been haunted for generations by supernatural forces. After the death of her husband, Sage, Jemima is contacted by a lawyer from the Vancourt estate, revealing that her late husband left an inheritance for their children, Kaius and Amari. However, to claim it, Jemima and her children must travel to the Vancourt mansion, a place that holds dark secrets and a disturbing history. As Jemima ventures into the mansion, she is confronted by the malevolent energy that still lingers there, alongside the powerful and intimidating Ryker Vancourt, the patriarch of the family. Throughout the novel, Jemima uncovers the horrifying truth about the Vancourts and the curse that has bound them for centuries. As she digs deeper, she discovers that her own husband, Sage, may have been a victim of the curse, and his death was not an accident but a desperate attempt to protect his family. Jemima is thrust into a world of dark rituals, ghosts, and unrelenting fear as she faces the supernatural forces that continue to haunt the Vancourt estate. The novel expertly blends suspense, emotional turmoil, and horror as Jemima’s protective instincts for her children push her to confront the truth behind the curse, even if it means facing unimaginable dangers. Alongside the supernatural threats, Jemima must also navigate the complex relationships within the Vancourt family, particularly with Ryker and his daughter Thalia, whose true motives remain unclear. As the story progresses, Jemima’s son, Kaius, begins to exhibit disturbing abilities, suggesting that the curse is not only affecting her family but is slowly taking hold of them as well. The mounting tension builds to a terrifying climax as Jemima learns that to break the curse, she must make an impossible choice: sacrifice herself or her children. The novel concludes with a chilling realization that, although the curse may be broken, the lingering shadow of fear will never fully leave Jemima and her children. The Shape of Fear is a tale of love, sacrifice, and survival, exploring the idea that some legacies are too dark to escape, no matter how hard you fight. The narrative style, using first-person point of view, creates a deep emotional connection with Jemima, allowing readers to experience her fear, confusion, and determination as she unravels the horrifying truth of her family’s past. With rich character development, a strong sense of atmosphere, and shocking twists, this book offers an unsettling exploration of the supernatural, familial bonds, and the cost of breaking free from a cursed past.
uchenna_basil · 2K Views

WORDS WE NEVER SAID

In a world where unspoken truths can weigh heavier than mountains, no one ever warned me about the danger of words left unsaid. I always thought I could handle it—breaking my heart seemed easier than breaking my mind, after all. But it turns out, the mind is a far more dangerous place than the heart. It doesn’t heal quickly, and it doesn’t forget. What happens when you leave words hanging in the air is that they start to fill every empty space, crowding out anything else, leaving only the residue of missed opportunities and what-ifs. My journal sat in front of me now, filled with everything I’d never said. All the words that could have changed something, anything. It was strange, how it felt so much easier to discard an entire journey than it did to let go of a single glance from yesterday. The words I left behind felt heavier than the pages I wrote them on. I didn’t even know why I kept writing anymore—maybe because it was the only place where I could finally speak, even if no one would ever read it. The reality of not saying things, of keeping my feelings buried, left a deeper scar than any conversation I never had. But what could I do? It’s not like the words would ever come, not now. What was left were the possibilities—the ones that never had a chance to come to life. A life where we could have made different choices, said the things we were too scared to say. But the past is a cruel thing to hang onto. It taunts you with the “what could have been” but never gives you any answers. And so, I sat there, sighing as I thought about how this was all I could do—curse the world, blame myself, and wonder if maybe there was something I could have changed. Maybe I could’ve found a way to let him know how I felt. Maybe I could’ve found the courage to stop pretending. But now, I was just left to face the weight of silence, and it felt as heavy as the words I could never speak. I thought I could be fine, that time would wash it all away—just move on, I told myself. But the more I tried, the more I found myself tangled in a web of thoughts that didn’t make sense. The days and nights we spent together were now just memories—snippets of laughter, quiet moments, little glances exchanged in the middle of the chaos, all trapped in the space between the confusion and the comfort of what used to be. I looked back, trying to make sense of it all, but it was like trying to hold water in my hands. The harder I tried, the more it slipped through my fingers. I regard all of us, how we all fall into this trap—how we’re all just people, trying to navigate this world with the hope that someone might catch us, that someone might finally understand what we didn’t say. Maybe we all end up here, stuck in the mess of things we wanted to say, but never did. And at the end of the day, there’s no one to blame but ourselves. We’re the ones who held back, who kept our truths hidden, all for the sake of protection, or pride, or fear. It’s easy to blame the world for the things that go wrong, but in the end, we’re the ones who let it go unspoken. And maybe that’s the hardest part—learning that we were the ones who stood in our own way.
silverstariii · 10.3K Views

A Long and Lasting Love

Title: A Long and Lasting Love Author: mischa143kelvin Series: Vampire Romance Summary: It happened in the land of eternal twilight, where shadows danced and secrets lived. In that farrago, there emerged this story about Salvatore, the vampire prince of secrecy, who was always an air of mystery over himself to rule over his empire as he pleasured; this man yearned for love so unendingly it resonated as if at the depth of his immortal soul. The magical forests that border his kingdom had been where fate wove the threads of destiny. Ayaka was a mortal healer with a heart as boundless as it was compassionate. Salvatore was attracted to her like a moth to a flame, and their meeting was nothing short of serendipitous. Salvatore watched her in the shadows, enthralled with Ayaka gentle touch when she healed the evils that lurked in her town. Faced with the unavoidable call of fate, Salvatore then stepped out into the moonlight to also lend her a hand in her own healing. Theirs was to be a union brought about by destiny, so cold immortal hands and so warm, mortal hands clashed together as one. Their hearts seemed to merge into each other since in life, they had intertwined their lives. Salvatore lived alone, so he could find comfort in Ayaka. Her kindness and understanding melted ice from around his heart; in her, he found something he had never known- love. Ayaka cannot help but fall for the mysterious vampire prince whose eyes held mystery and longing inside them. Their love, a forbidden dance between darkness and light, thrived against all odds. It was not without challenge, however. Salvatore is immortal and ageless, forced to watch his beloved grow old with time, wither to dust, while Ayaka has been burdened with the knowledge she will one day leave the world behind. In a last-ditch attempt to bridge the chasm between their worlds, Salvatore offered Ayaka the gift of immortality-the very essence of his existence. Ayaka, wise in her mortality, declined. She chose to love the fleeting beauty of her existence, cherishing every moment stolen with Salvatore. Tied together by an unbreakable bond, they solemnly promised to love one another harshly, to the cruel hands of time, whatever they might be pushed. They cherished every day like it was the last; etching the love onto the tapestry of existence itself. Laughter, tears, love, and the world around them kept on changing seasons and generations. As their mortal lives drew to a close, it was love that remained the flame of eternity, the one thing which time could not contain. The legend of Salvatore and Ayaka would become one of whispers down the ages as proof that love can be unyielding to all earthly constraints. It demonstrated how true love overcame mortal boundaries and remained a beacon for hope for those who believed in love strong enough to defy the test of eternity. From the Series "Vampire Romance"
mischa143kelvin · 12.2K Views
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