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The Marriage Pact: Mr and Mrs Hall

Ava Hamilton and Ethan Hall's lives are bound together by a shared secret: their contract marriage. Ava, driven by a burning desire for revenge against those responsible for her parents' tragic fate, seeks to exploit the vast resources of Ethan's powerful family. She hopes to uncover the truth behind her parents' murder and bring the perpetrators to justice, no matter the cost. Meanwhile, Ethan needs a wife to secure his position in the family business and appease his grandmother, the ruthless and cunning matriarch of the family empire. He believes Ava's beauty, intelligence, and determination make her the perfect candidate for the role. As they navigate their complicated alliance, they must confront their own dark pasts. But amidst the danger and deception, they begin to realize that their feelings for each other go far beyond mere convenience. They start to experience the thrill of forbidden love, a romance that could jeopardize their entire plan. As tensions escalate, Ava and Ethan must decide whether their growing passion is worth risking everything. Will they continue to prioritize their original goals, or will they succumb to the allure of a love that could change their lives forever? Against the backdrop of luxury and deceit, Ava and Ethan must navigate a complex web of power struggles, family dynamics, and hidden agendas. Will they emerge victorious, or will their marriage become a casualty of their families' endless quest for power? And will their love survive the secrets and lies that surround them? Excerpt: Ethan's eyes gleamed with amusement as he whispered in Ava's ear, "You know, wife, you're adorable when you're trying to be stern." He was leaning against the wall, his arms crossed, his gaze fixed on her with an intensity that made her heart race. Ava's eyes flashed with irritation, her cheeks flushing. "Ethan, stop teasing me. We need to focus on our plan." She tried to sound firm, but her voice trembled slightly, betraying her frustration. Ethan's grin only grew wider. "Oh, come on, Ava. You know I'm just trying to lighten the mood. You're so serious all the time." He pushed off the wall, his movements fluid and graceful, and took a step closer to her. Ava's hands clenched into fists, her voice firm. "This isn't a game, Ethan. Our lives are at stake. We can't afford to make mistakes." She tried to sound convincing, but her eyes kept drifting to his, and she couldn't help but notice the way his eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled. Ethan's expression turned innocent, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Who says I'm not taking it seriously? Maybe I'm just trying to distract you from the tension between us." He raised an eyebrow, his gaze fixed on hers, and Ava felt her heart skip a beat. "There's no tension, Ethan. We're just allies in this marriage pact," she lied, trying to sound convincing. But her voice was barely above a whisper, and Ethan's knowing gaze made her feel like he could see right through her. Ethan's chuckle was low and husky. "Keep telling yourself that, Ava. But I see the way you look at me sometimes... like you're trying to resist a temptation." He took another step closer, his eyes locked onto hers, and Ava felt her pulse race. "I don't know what you're talking about," she lied again, trying to sound convincing. But her eyes darted away, betraying her. Ethan's whisper was soft, his breath caressing her ear. "Oh, but I think you do, Ava. And soon, you'll have to admit it." His words sent shivers down her spine, and Ava knew she was in danger of falling for her husband's charms, even though she refused to admit it. The air was charged with tension, their banter a delicate dance of denial and attraction. And in that moment, Ava knew she was walking a thin line between resistance and surrender. THE COVER PICTURE DOESN'T BELONG TO ME. CREDIT TO THE RIGHTFUL OWNER
Purplenim · 2.8K Views

IDOL OF MY HEART:The Fame Paradox

Kairo Lee is mind-blowingly hot, and like the rest of Pulse he looks more a fantasy ideal than flesh and blood. None more so, however than Yuna Han a fan whose admiration soon turns to utter obsession. Yuna is not just content s looking at Kairo from a distance. She is convinced it will be, and she'll stop at nothing to make certain of that. However, Kairo's eagle-eyed manager, Hana Park suspect something is wrong. But when Kairo's private life starts to appear on Yuna own fan page, Hana decides that it would be beneficial for them to meet and the truth behind what makes one person normal than other. Embarrassed, Kairo makes a show of loudly denying that he has had any kind of crushes on the aforementioned, while rumors start to fly around unfettered about how Kim Yeseo's entrancing beauty has captivated him. Starring the fans into a frenzy. Yuna knows better than everyone that the media just loves to romanticize about them being two perfect pieces who somehow fit exactly together, but Yeseo is one of many tiles that are still standing between where she belongs beside Kairo. Yet Yuna’s chilling obsession with Kairo goes beyond jealousy, and Hana will have to race against time before her daughter's infatuation threatens not only his career but the soul of a young man on the cusp of greatness. Yuna is more sinister than anyone realizes, and she will do whatever it takes to stay—even if Yeseo gets in her path. K-pop is a glamorous world where love, fame and betrayal play out — but once you step in the dark side of fantasy it does in reality come with a price.
Rose_rose_Malatji · 9.8K 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 · 9.8K Views

Midnight Wishers

In a world overshadowed by twilight and haunted by an eternal absence of sunlight, Amaya’s life has become a quiet drift through shadows, a ghostly existence she cannot fully escape. She works the night shift in an old hospital, her heart worn thin by the years without joy. Her past is filled with unspoken grief, and her future is empty of hope—until she meets Luka. Luka, a man with sorrow stitched into his gaze, carries dreams that should have been buried long ago. His nightly conversations with Amaya pull her out of the numbness, teaching her how to dream again. But Luka hides a truth that will tear apart everything she thought she knew about this broken world. Beneath his skin, a secret stir—Luka is a werewolf trapped between his human sorrow and the beast that sleeps within him. The skies turned hollow not because the sun vanished—but because creatures like Luka arose. Cursed with immortality, they siphon the light from the world to feed their endless hunger. Luka was once a lover, a friend, a brother—but the wolf devoured all he once loved, and now only his guilt keeps him tethered to his humanity. Amaya finds herself drawn to Luka, but she is not the only one. As they grow closer, other wolves—each with their own broken histories—emerge from the shadows, circling Amaya like moths around a flickering flame. These werewolves are not mindless beasts. They are tragic, beautiful souls, cursed to seek out light wherever they can find it—and Amaya, with her warmth and quiet strength, becomes their guiding star. Amaya soon realizes she must confront her own darkness to survive. Her past hides secrets that make her more entangled with these wolves than she ever imagined. Love becomes a dangerous game—a choice between embracing Luka’s monstrous truth or surrendering to the darkness inside herself. But the world demands sacrifices. To break the curse, Amaya must make an impossible decision: Will she awaken the beasts inside these broken souls to bring light back into the world—or will she let herself be consumed by the darkness, choosing love over salvation?
akey_words · 417 Views
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