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Date A Live Tohka Dark

Fake Date, Real Fate

"Block him." "He's technically still my boss." "Then block him with dignity." The call ended again. And then started again. I let out a sound somewhere between a growl and a sob, then finally answered with the enthusiasm of a snail crawling through salt. "Yes, Mr. Walton?" "Have you changed your mind yet?" I collapsed onto the towel and gazed at the sky as though it might consume me entirely if I pleaded sweetly enough. "Do you ever take a break?" I asked, shielding my eyes with one hand. "You're avoiding the question." "Because it's a dumb question." He exhaled, the sound sharp and irritated even over phone. "It's not a dumb question. It's a business offer." "It's a weird offer-one that I already said no to." There was a brief pause, and I could practically hear him clenching his jaw through the speaker. "You are acting unreasonably." " Unreasonable?" I sat up. "I'm not the one drafting fake girlfriend contracts like it's a normal Tuesday." "Isabella-" "Certainly not, Mr. Walton." I mimicked his tone perfectly. "I told you I'm not doing it. You need to find someone else to play pretend with." SYNOPSIS Isabella Miller thought saying no to her boss’s fake dating offer was the end of the story. But Adrien Walton doesn’t take no—especially not when he’s convinced she’s a gold digger. Suddenly, her student loans are piling up, her father’s vet clinic is on the brink of eviction and her brother is about to be kicked out of college. Coincidence? She thinks not. Adrien Walton is calm, calculating—and he's just pulled every string to corner Isabella into the perfect position. Now she’s stuck choosing between pride and survival. So she agrees to his offer: be his fake girlfriend. No feelings attached. No drama. Just business. Or so she thought. "Conference Room B. Fifteen minutes," he said, passing by without a glance. The folder he pushed across the table landed with a thud. I opened it. The contract. All of it. --- Enemies to lovers? Check. Slow burn? Hmmnyea. Banter so sharp it might file your nails? Yes. Delicious workplace tension? Of course. Tension that could melt steel?Absolutely. Smut?? Wanna find out? Welcome to corporate romance warfare. There’s no escaping this contract.
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Can A Dark Heart Melt?

( This story will be uploaded on Inkitt app. so want to read full story? download Inkitt app and search for Can A Dark Heart Melt? and continue from where you stopped) This story is strictly rated 18+. It contains dark scenes. So, don't read if you can't handle it. DARK HEART TRILOGY: BOOK ONE "She doesn’t feel. She doesn’t forgive. And this time—she won’t stop." Lyric Cassandra Sandras is not a girl. She’s a curse wrapped in flesh, a devil parading in silence. Her heart? Long turned to stone. Her soul? Shattered and scattered across the graves of her past. Emotionless. Untouchable. Unbreakable. Still as death, until provoked. And when provoked... her rage is a silent storm that swallows everything. She doesn’t cry. She doesn’t scream. She burns. Only one person has ever mattered—Lilian Garcia. Her tether. Her reason. But Lyric hides it well. Pretends she doesn’t care, because caring is a weakness. And Lyric doesn’t do weakness. When she transfers to Diamond College—an elite sanctuary for the spoiled and the savage—she becomes the target. Dressed in black, silent as a shadow, they thought she was prey. Until the convoy arrived. Until the hood dropped. Until she looked them in the eyes and smiled. The A⁴—four Golden Boys who rule the school with fists and secrets—believed they were the darkness. Then they met her. They couldn’t break her… so they broke Lilian. Left her bloodied and hospitalized. Their mistake? Thinking Lyric would spare them. She won’t. And then he appeared. One of them. The leader. The cruelest of them all. But he looks just like him—her twin brother. The same boy she watched lowered into the dirt sixteen years ago. He’s the first person in over a decade who calms the voice inside her. The voice that hungers for blood. But calming the storm doesn’t stop the destruction—it delays it. What happened sixteen years ago still claws at her from the dark. And this time, it’s ready to surface. She’s not looking for love. She’s looking for war. And God help anyone who stands in her way.
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