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Looking Forward To Romance

ILLICIT ROMANCE

Zelda Delacroix is no ordinary girl—raised in a world of affluence, power, and hidden secrets, she’s adopted into the prestigious Delacroix family, where appearances are everything and silence is survival. But beneath the surface of her new life lies a web of forbidden desire, fractured loyalties, and dangerous truths no one dares to speak. As Zelda tries to navigate university, dreams of becoming an architect, and the unrelenting expectations of the Delacroix household, she finds herself drawn to Lucien—the cold, enigmatic eldest son of the family who has always watched her from a distance. He’s off-limits, untouchable, and infuriatingly magnetic. Their connection simmers quietly, the tension growing more unbearable with each stolen glance and whispered word. But Lucien isn’t the only one watching her. The family’s secrets begin to unravel, and a forgotten brother erased from all records haunts the corners of Zelda’s life. As she digs deeper, she uncovers a dangerous conspiracy that could shatter the Delacroix name—and cost her everything. Meanwhile, rivals emerge. Marcella, a cunning girl from another elite family, pretends to befriend Zelda while scheming to steal Lucien. And Delphine Vale, a petite and seemingly harmless classmate, hides sinister intentions beneath her sweet smile. Every step Zelda takes forward is shadowed by betrayal. With her budding friendship with the genuine and free-spirited Ariyah, and the quiet support of her adoptive brothers Berrett and Ryan, Zelda tries to hold on to her sanity. But as the line between protector and possessor blurs in her relationship with Lucien, and long-buried feelings rise to the surface, Zelda must decide: Can she survive the weight of a love that was never meant to happen? And in a house built on secrets… who will burn first?
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Shotaro: journey of a hero that kept moving forward

"There was once a hero." All have heard that phrase at least once in their lives. Whispered by old men before firelight. Carved into stone beneath crumbled towers. Inscribed on the last pages of dying books. But more often than not, it was just a prelude— a sentence used to dress up myths, to clothe legends in something that sounded like truth. "There was once a hero who defeated the Demon King." "There was once a hero who slew the last of the skyborn dragons." .......... "There was once a hero who was thrown into the abyss... and kept climbing out of it." "There was once a hero who walked with tragedy tied around his waist like a blade." "There was once a hero who changed lives—not with miracles, but with mercy." Shotaro Mugyiwara. A name drowned in dust. A face erased by time. He wakes as a blank slate— somewhere in the shattered lands of Drakastradorn, known also as Aetheria. No memory of who he was. No sense of why he still breathes. Only silence. Only echoes. Only the wind screaming through ruins that remember him better than he remembers himself. This world is not kind. It is carved by Mantra, an energy not of magic, but of something older— from beyond space, beyond time— a power not meant for mortal tongues to name. The land bleeds war. The stars above are scarred. And in this stage of gods and monsters, drama and death... he awakens. ......... "He was always the hero." A child is born in Hokkaido, on the night of January 30, 2008. A birth that was never supposed to happen. From a womb never seeded. A life conjured, not conceived. The world shook the moment he took his first breath. Because something ancient had returned. Something the world had forgotten how to fear. --- "There was once a hero... who was a great diplomat." Who could shape armies not with swords, but with words. Who could bend even fate to a shared purpose. Shotaro Mugyiwara’s life was never normal. And it will never be. Even in a world where he remembers nothing— no comrades, no battles, no lovers, no scars— even with the past ripped from his veins... He walks. He endures. He refuses to kneel. Because the truth is simple. "There was once a hero..." "Who kept moving forward."
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