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The Wrong Number Of Love

Luna Harper has the perfect life on paper—a steady career, a loving fiancé, and a wedding on the horizon. But when a text from her ex-boyfriend, Liam, throws her carefully planned world into chaos, she’s forced to confront the emotions she thought she’d buried. Liam, her once-great love, asks her to fulfill an old promise: to see the northern lights together. Against her better judgment, Luna agrees, embarking on a snowy adventure that rekindles forgotten feelings and challenges everything she thought she wanted. As Luna and Liam navigate breathtaking landscapes and the unspoken tension between them, their trip becomes more than a nostalgic journey—it’s a collision of past and present. Torn between the stability of her fiancé, Austin, and the unpredictable passion Liam represents, Luna must decide whether to follow her head or her heart. Set against the ethereal beauty of the northern lights, "The Wrong Number Of Love" is a tragic romantic comedy that explores love, loss, and the messy reality of second chances. In the end, Luna learns that sometimes, to find the light, you have to embrace the darkness first. ------------------------------:------------------------- In The Wrong Number of Love, love begins with a mistake and grows through life’s most unexpected challenges. Volume One follows the bittersweet story of Zoe and Liam, two strangers brought together by a misdialed phone call. What starts as an awkward exchange blossoms into a deep connection that transforms their lives. As they tackle Liam’s terminal illness and Zoe’s struggle to find purpose, their love story becomes a poignant reminder of living fully and embracing every moment. Tragedy strikes, but their love leaves an indelible mark on the lives they touched. Volume Two introduces a fresh chapter with Ella and Noah, two high schoolers who couldn’t be more different. After a phone swap sparks an unexpected connection, they navigate the hurdles of young love, grief, and self-discovery. Guided by lessons from Zoe and Liam’s past, they forge a relationship that defies misunderstandings, rumors, and the pressures of their own lives. Unlike the bittersweet ending of the first volume, this story celebrates the triumph of love, proving that it can conquer even the hardest challenges. Told with humor, heart, and unforgettable moments, The Wrong Number of Love weaves two interconnected stories that explore the highs and lows of love, loss, and the courage it takes to keep moving forward.
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"When a human tries to become a god, their can only be one outcome." ---------------------------------- As I opened my eyes, I was greeted with a disorienting sight. I found myself lying on a cold, metal bed, my limbs tightly bound to it. The feeling of numbness that had overtaken my arms and legs was overwhelming, and I struggled to regain any semblance of control over my body. As I looked up, I noticed multiple blindingly bright light bulbs arranged in a grid pattern on the ceiling, casting an eerie glow throughout the room. It was a sight that had become all too familiar to me over time, and yet it never failed to fill me with a sense of dread. I couldn't remember how long I had been trapped in this sterile, white room, but it felt like an eternity. My memories were hazy, my mind clouded by the constant barrage of experiments and tests that I was subjected to on a daily basis. I had lost track of time, lost track of the days and weeks that passed me by. All I knew was that I was a prisoner, a mere puppet in the hands of my captors. The experiments were brutal, each one more invasive than the last. They probed and prodded at my body, searching for answers that I didn't have. I was a lab rat, a subject for their twisted experiments, and there was nothing I could do to stop them. The pain was excruciating, but I had learned to bear it with a stoic resolve. I had no choice but to endure it, to survive in this hellish existence for another day. I had no idea what lay beyond the sterile walls of my prison anymore. The outside world felt like a distant memory, a dream that I couldn't quite grasp. I was cut off from the rest of humanity, isolated in my own personal hell. The only contact I had with the outside world was the occasional visit from my captors, who would come in to administer more tests and take samples from my body. They treated me like an object, not a person, and it was a dehumanizing experience that had left me feeling like a shell of my former self. I had no free will, no autonomy. I was a puppet, a tool to be used and discarded at will. At least, that's what they wanted me to believe. But deep down, I knew that there was still a spark of humanity within me, a will to survive and fight back against my captors. It was a small glimmer of hope, but it was enough to keep me going, to give me the strength to endure another day of torture and pain. ---------------------------- Get ready for a hell of a Roller costar plot. Remember to thank me later...…
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