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The Letters He Never Sent

Lillian "Lily" Everett has spent years searching for answers about her family's past, desperate to understand the secrets that shattered her life. But when her investigation leads her to a hidden truth—one that was meant to stay buried—she becomes the target of dangerous forces determined to silence her. Forced to flee, she finds an unlikely ally in Noah Carter, a former mercenary with a dark past and a reputation for never getting involved. Reluctantly, they strike a fragile alliance, but as their journey unfolds, so does an undeniable tension neither of them can ignore. The deeper Lily digs, the more horrifying the truth becomes. Her brother, Elias Everett—the one she thought was dead—has been alive all along, hidden in the shadows, entangled in a dangerous rebellion against the monarchy. But Elias is no longer the same boy she once adored. He is a man hardened by betrayal, secrets, and choices he refuses to explain. Torn between love and anger, Lily struggles to bridge the growing chasm between them, but time is running out. As enemies close in and the web of deception tightens, Lily and Noah must navigate a world where loyalty is fleeting, betrayal is inevitable, and love is the most dangerous game of all. In a battle for justice, truth, and survival, Lily is faced with the ultimate choice: Expose the truth and risk losing her brother forever, or sacrifice everything to save the only family she has left. But in a world built on lies, even the purest love may not be enough to survive.
Elora_Elysia · 2.1K Views

The Last Letter of Love

Ayaan, a brilliant yet skeptical scientist, is on the verge of completing a classified time-travel experiment when he discovers a mysterious old letter inside his lab. The letter, written decades ago, is addressed to him by a woman named Zoya—a name he doesn’t recognize. The letter speaks of a deep, unbreakable love and a promise: "No matter what happens, I will always be waiting for you… in another time." At first, Ayaan dismisses it as a prank. But when he begins having strange dreams of a woman he has never met, memories start surfacing—memories that don’t belong to him. Desperate for answers, he activates his experimental time machine and is transported 50 years into the past. There, he meets Zoya, a beautiful, mysterious woman who seems to know him intimately. She has been waiting for him, just like she said in her letter. As they fall deeply in love, Ayaan discovers the painful truth—Zoya belongs to a timeline that was never meant to exist. And every moment they spend together brings him closer to a paradox that could erase both of them forever. Ayaan now faces an impossible choice: Save Zoya and risk altering time itself. Return to the present and lose her forever. But when he finds out that Zoya wrote one last letter—one that holds the secret to breaking the cycle—he realizes that love might be the only force greater than time itself. Will their love defy the laws of time, or will Zoya remain nothing more than a fading memory in a lost timeline?
Bilalmalik · 662 Views

Making fire

Life was tiring, I wanted so much to be free of everyone. I wanted to hold on to what little happiness I remembered walking through the woods. The feel of the crisp air when the sun broke into dawn, the way I felt the trees come alive as I wondered through them, how quiet everything was. But now I’m married. To the most unpredictable man I had ever encountered. But there is something about him. The way he moves, eyes sharp and narrowed watching my every step. I always felt as if he were hunting me, and maybe he was. I could never get away from those peering eyes long enough to enjoy a moment to myself. He was always there, around every plan of escape, every thought of silence, every time I even thought of a life away from him. No doubt due to the binding ceremony that was performed. The only request I had about the ceremony was that it needed to be performed by a priestess but my father wanted HIS personal witch to bind Tristan and I. Once my father ordered you to do something ‘not one person disagreed’. I did not mean to think so ill of her but I can not help this feeling that she may have added a little spell to the ceremony. If I could only speak to her, I have not seen her since I left my brute of a fathers home. I could always ask Sheri-Tristan’s second wife. Yes. I’m the third wife of this man I call husband. But Sheri was witch born before being turned by Tristan. She had the most beautiful violet hair and matching eyes. Where as I had bright auburn air with green eyes, the only thing I kept of my mother. Sheri could help me find out if I am under some spell so I can get Tristan out of my head long enough to leave his kingdom. She hated me so, I believe it is due to Tristan not informing both of his wives that a third was going to be arriving. And that was me. If I was going to ask her for help it had to be now, I have my awakening ceremony tonight. It will mark 3 months since our wedding and as accustomed with Tristan and his coven, 90 days was the mark a bride had to wait to be judged by the collective to be accepted. Tristan assures me that I will be accepted and he will turn me tonight in the hues of the blood moon that was to be eclipsed. I did not want to be turned. I was human. If I was turned I’d loose my humanity and become full vampire. The same thing happened to Ava-Tirstan’s fist wife. She could not handle the lust and killed a few members of court. Some human but some halflings like Sheri. I did not want to kill. I shuttered at the thought of taking the life essence of another living being. I did not want to live in this manner. I only pray that Sheri is in a favorable mood this afternoon. Here I stand, outside her door. I had been standing here for about 10 minutes. I needed every help I could to escape my marriage. Yet, knocking on her door was the most exhausting thing I have been doing since I arrived here 3 months ago. “Here goes nothing.” I said out loud as I finally knocked. “Entrer” She was quite demure when she’s not in a mood. I might have a chance of gaining her help after all. One look my way and her mood was already changing. “YOU!” —maybe not………….
Jade_4527 · 13.4K Views
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