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The Whisper of a Crown

In the vast seas beyond, she is known as Lyra Marie Stonehaven, the only princess of the United Kingdom of Eldoria. Born as the youngest child and only daughter of King Caspian, a sovereign of a vast empire, she bears the constant burden of royal duty and the unyielding scrutiny of the public. Her days are meticulously orchestrated, filled with state dinners, diplomatic meetings, and charity galas, each step scrutinized and every word memorized. She embodies regal perfection, the living symbol of millennia of tradition and expectation. Driven by an unshakeable yearning for something more, she vanished without a trace, leaving her crown and inheritance behind. Now, in the pulsating, anonymous heart of a faraway country's vibrant music scene, she's known only as "Anya Spencer", an enigmatic singer and songwriter whose raw, emotional lyrics and captivating melodies have taken the globe by storm. Her concerts sell out in minutes, her albums break streaming records, and her face graces magazine covers worldwide. Like a modern-day phenomenon, she's achieved the kind of meteoric rise and devoted fanbase that rivals can’t even keep up. Here, amidst the flashing lights and liberating anonymity, she's found a freedom in which her previous life could never offer, living out loud through her music. It's a dangerous double life, where one wrong step, one glimpse of her true identity, could shatter her empire of sound and drag her back to the life she desperately fled. But one night, her worst nightmare happened.
ruangrrit · 2K Views

Always Be My Baby

Samantha and Rei were high school sweethearts — two dreamers sharing the same sky. Rei wanted to build a band, write songs, and one day, perform in front of thousands. You? You had your eyes on the world — fashion runways, cameras, a life where people knew your name. You supported each other through exams, deadlines, and life’s early storms. Even in college, when everything got harder — late-night study sessions turned into rare text messages, dates became short calls, and weekends got lost in responsibilities. Still, Rei held the relationship steady, always finding time for you. He thought love was enough. Until you got that offer — a modelling opportunity in the U.S. You accepted it silently, afraid to hurt him, hoping it was better to go quietly than to make it harder with goodbyes. Three days before your flight, Rei found out. He didn't yell. He didn't beg. "If this is your dream… then go." You promised him you'd come back. *You never did.* **Years passed.** You're back in Manila — not permanently, just for a few weeks. You’re successful now, your face on billboards, runways in Milan and Seoul under your heels. Jessi, your old college friend, hands you a VIP pass to a local concert — “Trust me, you need this.” You roll your eyes. You’re not in the mood. But you go. The sky was already dark when you and Jessi arrived at the venue — a converted warehouse packed with glowing lights and pulsing energy. You hadn’t wanted to come, not really. It was just another night in Manila, just another stop before you left again. But she insisted. “Come on, it’s your favourite band. You’ll thank me later.” You didn’t even look at the ticket. You didn’t care. Until you stepped through the entrance—and froze. Because the voice pouring from the speakers? The one echoing through the crowd, raw and achingly familiar? **Add my novel to your library and read for more ^^**
Mcmonica_oz · 10.4K Views

Love Notes at Memphis

In the heart of Memphis, where the Mississippi River flows and the echoes of rock 'n' roll linger, a chance encounter changes everything for two souls. Tinsley, a talented pianist and lifelong Rex Foster fan, visits Memphis on a whim. She's drawn to a mansion's opulence, the velvet ropes that separate her from the rockstar's world. But when she accidentally leaves her notebook—a collection of heartfelt love notes—on a bench near the gates, she never expects it to be found by anyone, let alone the legendary Rex Foster himself. Rex, weary of fame and longing for something genuine, discovers the notebook. As he reads Tinsley's intimate thoughts, he's struck by her vulnerability and passion. The words resonate with him, reminding him of his own lost love and the sacrifices he's made for stardom. Determined to find Tinsley, he embarks on a quest to unravel the mystery behind the notes. Their paths collide in unexpected ways: backstage at a concert, under the twinkling lights of Beale Street, and in the quiet corners of Memphis. As they share stolen moments, secret glances, and late-night conversations, their connection deepens. But fame, family expectations, and the ghosts of their pasts threaten to tear them apart. Can Tinsley and Rex bridge the gap between their worlds? Will love blossom amid the melodies of Memphis, or will it remain a bittersweet symphony? "Love Notes at Memphis" is a tale of music, magic, and the timeless power of love—a story that transcends time, where the Kid of Rock 'n' Roll finds solace in the heart of a fan.
sgcloonanstories · 5.5K Views

Starstruck Hearts

In Turkey, Joseph Ilyas is a household name, a musician whose songs resonate with people from all walks of life. His melodies have found a permanent place in the hearts of many. Yet, beneath the surface of fame and fortune lies the typical life of a high-class singer, with all its trappings. Joe, as he is affectionately known, has always had a way with women. His charisma and charm make it effortless for him to win the affection of those he desires. He's accustomed to being the one who calls the shots when it comes to matters of the heart. That is, until he has an unexpected encounter at one of his concerts that alters the course of his life. A moment before one of his performance, Joe locks eyes with Shea, a devoted fan who he accidentally meet and drawing Joe in like never before. In that moment, something shifts within him, and he finds himself falling in love for the very first time. But this newfound emotion brings with it a unique set of challenges. Joe, who is used to effortlessly pursuing romantic conquests, now faces the daunting prospect of winning over Shea's heart. He wonders if he can truly connect with her on a deeper level, beyond the adoration of his fame. As their relationship develops, Joe is confronted with a choice. Will he be able to break free from his past patterns and prove his love for Shea is genuine? Or will she become just another entry in the long list of women who have fallen for Joe's irresistible charm, only to be left behind as part of his "Joe's girls collection"? This story delves into the complexities of love, fame, and personal transformation, as Joseph Ilyas embarks on a journey to discover if he can rewrite the narrative of his romantic life and make a meaningful connection with Shea.
sofyaleblanc · 19.2K Views

A Mystic of Eclipse

The roar of the crowd was a living, breathing entity, pulsating with energy as thousands of fans screamed, chanted, and waved their lightsticks in perfect unison. It was a kaleidoscope of neon colors, each representing a different member of the idol group standing center stage. The air vibrated with anticipation and fervor, a collective heartbeat synced to the rhythm of the music about to begin. Behind the stage, in the narrow corridors that snaked like veins through the massive concert arena, tension buzzed like an electric current. May, the leader of the sensational K-pop group Eclipse, took a deep breath, steadying her nerves. The weight of the moment pressed down on him, as it always did before a performance. The world outside saw the flawless veneer—the charismatic smiles, the effortless dance moves, the perfect harmony. But inside, May felt the relentless pressure of being an idol: the late-night practices, the public scrutiny, the sacrifices. She glanced at his bandmates, each absorbed in their pre-show rituals. Esfar was stretching, his limber form bending and twisting with feline grace. Artemis adjusted her earpiece, her lips moving silently as she rehearsed her lines. Lilac, the youngest, clutched a lucky charm given to her by a fan, her wide eyes filled with a mix of excitement and anxiety. And then there was Flancito, the enigmatic one, who sat in a corner, lost in thought, his face a mask of cool indifference.Starline,the cheerful one knew that tonight was more than just another concert. It was a turning point. The industry had changed dramatically over the years, and staying relevant meant constant evolution. Eclipse had risen to stardom quickly, their debut catapulting them to the top of the charts. But fame was a double-edged sword, and maintaining it required not only talent but also an iron will and unyielding dedication.
_Diana_Sylus_ · 10.7K Views

Extra's Money System: Money from Distrust, Skills from Lies

"Ugh... what the hell?" My skull felt like it was being used as a drum in some heavy metal concert. Every throb behind my eyes promised a full-blown explosion. And then it hit me—right. I drank way too much last night. Bits of memory came rushing back: a nightmare workday, my jackass boss dragging me to an “after party,” one drink turning into ten. Couldn't say no, not when a bonus—or respect—was on the line. I groaned and rubbed my temples. This wasn’t just a hangover. Something was wrong. My voice—raspy and strange—escaped without permission. I froze. That was my voice… but it didn’t sound like mine. I sat up too fast. The world tilted. And then—trees. Everywhere. What the—? I lived downtown. This was a forest. I staggered up, legs barely cooperating. The air was too clean, too fresh. Like sixth-grade camping-trip fresh. Then something moved. A lump of earth? No. It floated. Floated. Ding! A chime echoed in my head like a glitch in a video game. "What the hell..." Nothing around me changed—except a woman standing nearby. Calm. Like this was normal. She turned and raised an eyebrow. “You coming in or not?” Still dazed, I nodded and followed. Ding! “ShapeShifter ability added to the shop.” Shop? Then a robotic voice boomed in my head, smug and cheerful: “Welcome to the Distrust System, dear host. Your mission: gain distrust. The less you trust, the more you earn. Bonus: every time someone lies to you, their power is copied.” I caught one word. Money. My confusion snapped into interest. If there was cash in this madness, I was all ears. The woman finally glanced back, unimpressed by my staring. “Lost?” she asked, tone like velvet hiding a knife. “Me? Nah,” I said, smirking. “Still right here… looking at you.” Her eyes narrowed. Later, she stood in front of an empty table, once stacked with food. All gone. She hissed. “Was he fasting for ten years?!” Her stash—gone, devoured by me. Murder was now top of her to-do list. She glanced at me, slumped with a bloated stomach and snoring softly. “Disgusting human,” she muttered, already pulling a hidden blade from behind the wall. She crept into the room, raised the knife— Thunk. Right into the blanket. No scream. She yanked it back. Pillows. Her eye twitched. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” A voice murmured behind her, smug as hell: “You know, for someone planning murder, you’re really predictable.”
Gompank · 1.6K Views

DIGITAL TECH GUARD RECOVERY / FASTEST CRYPTOCURRENCY RECOVERY EXPERT

WhatsApp: +1 (443) 859 - 2886 Email @ digitaltechguard.com Telegram: digitaltechguard.com Website link: digitaltechguard.com The scent of freshly brewed espresso and vintage Led Zeppelin records should have been my retirement anthem. But I was hunched over a computer in my still-under-construction vinyl record cafe, screaming at a blockchain explorer as if it just ridiculed my acoustic session. My life savings, $430,000 worth of Bitcoin, carefully earned over a decade of writing alt-rock ballads for car commercials, vanished into thin air. The culprit? Some smooth "investment manager" who'd promised me "Taylor Swift-level returns" on crypto staking, then bailed faster than my band's 2008 reunion tour.  The scam was a cringe symphony.Guy had a LinkedIn profile dotted with adjectives such as "Web3 maestro" and "DeFi virtuoso," an autotuned elevator jazz playing website, and a contractual loophole big enough to drive a tour bus through. I signed over access like a groupie handing over backstage passes. Poof. Gone. Money. My café's espresso machine sat in its box, accusatorially. My spouse said I needed to "get a real job again." Even my dog gave me the side eye. Enter my drummer, Chad, a guy who had escaped a festival pyro tragedy by jumping into a kiddie pool. He texted me: "Bro, look at Digital Tech Guard Recovery. They're crypto Roadies." I pictured a group of pierced hackers in black hoodies, blowing gum and cracking firewalls. Good enough. Digitals crew followed the scambot's trail with the ferocity of a producer hunting for the perfect bassline. The crook had routed my Bitcoin through privacy coins, obscured wallets, and exchanges located in countries that I couldn't spell. Their engineers stalked his path like a creep watching a pop star's concert tour schedule, in cooperation with Interpol and a Cypriot bank used also as a hub for meme stocks. As it turns out, my "maestro" had become careless, stashing money in a wallet associated with a failed NFT venture named "Aping for Jesus." Typical. Sixteen days later, my wallet beeped. Balance returned. No taunting, only a curt email: "Scammer's assets frozen. Your money's back. Buy better speakers." I blasted "Eye of the Tiger" through the café sound system, shocking a hipster with oat milk. The espresso machine finally came online. Digital Tech Guard Recovery didn't just restore my cryptocurrency; they wrote the encore for my midlife crisis. My café exists today, littered with grail-worthy records on the walls and a tip cup emblazoned "ETH accepted." Chad's no longer on the espresso machine, but he's got free coffee for life. If your cryptocurrency is ever swindled by a cyber rockstar, don't go into existential tailspin. Call the Digitals. They'll turn your faceplant into a victory lap. Just maybe screen your "maestros" harder than your band's setlist.
Bobby_felix · 959 Views

UNTITLED - Book One

Ken and Aiah, members of the world-famous PPOP groups Zone Break and Klara, stand at the peak of their careers during their final concert, ICON, in Los Angeles. As they perform their last duet, a mysterious light appears above the venue, dismissed as stage effects. At that moment, they recall a strange encounter the night before-a visit to an antique shop, where an enigmatic woman spoke cryptically of fate and destiny, giving them small trinkets before they left. On their flight home, their plane encounters strange lights and turbulence over the Pacific. The aircraft loses power but mysteriously glides onto an uncharted island, where they and their fellow passengers disembark. As they explore, crew members and staff begin vanishing one by one, leaving only eerie echoes of their voices. They discover ancient ruins and a hidden tunnel, leading to a colossal underground chamber with giant statues and a massive locked doorway-the Backdoor to the Cosmos. Tricked by phantom illusions, they step through the door, believing it leads back home. Instead, their bodies are destroyed, and their souls are sent into reincarnation. They awaken in an advanced alternate Earth, realizing they've been reborn into a world of VRMMO technology, psionics, and alien artifacts. As memories resurface, they uncover their true purpose-to challenge the Outsiders who control the cosmos. Spanning multiple reincarnations, Ken and Aiah's journey takes them through sci-fi, fantasy, and celestial realms, shaping them into the warriors destined to reclaim the universe. Their love story endures through lighthearted romance, heartbreak, and tragedy, culminating in a final war against cosmic invaders. In the end, they must face their ultimate enemy-Ken's own nemesis, forged into his final weapon. Their million reincarnations were never a curse but a preparation for the final battle. Will they restore balance, or does another destiny await beyond the stars?
AC_Kodigero · 1.9K Views

RECOVER CRYPTO INVESTMENT BY CONTACTING DIGITAL TECH GUARD RECOVERY

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Frank_green · 653 Views
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