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Your Support Matters! 1 Review = 10 Bonus Chapters 1 Power Stone = 1 Bonus Chapter Want more chapters? You can contribute by dropping a review or power stones! Every bit of your support fuels the story—and unlocks more content for everyone! ---- Part 1 Synopsis: (15 Chapters) In the quiet corners of Tokyo, a soft-spoken barista and a bookstore girl named Sakura meet through a wrong coffee order. What begins with awkward silences and shared umbrellas grows into a connection neither of them expected. Bound by unspoken emotions and One Plus notifications, their story is steeped in quiet moments, late-night walks, and the aroma of roasted dreams. Part 2 Synopsis: (15 Chapters) After her mother’s passing, Elisa travels from Australia to Italy with nothing but an old sketchbook and the message: “Find true Beauty.” In Florence, she meets Rafael, a reclusive painter who abandoned his art years ago. Together, they chase hidden messages in stone, lost inspiration, and the meaning of beauty—while slowly sketching each other into their unfinished hearts. Part 3 Synopsis: (7 Chapters) Shiyam, a Tamil tourist, gets separated from his friends on the first day of their Japan trip. With no Japanese skills and no way to contact anyone, he crosses paths with Yui—a girl who loves Indian movies and speaks no English. What starts as a chaotic detour turns into a heartfelt journey through Kyoto, Osaka, and quiet rooftops… where laughter, spice, and silence speak louder than words. Part 4 Synopsis: (15 Chapters) When Saanvi transfers to a Seoul high school, she doesn’t expect her past to be waiting for her on the rooftop—skating in silence. Jisoo, the boy who pretends not to know her, was once a forgotten piece of her childhood. As memories resurface and unspoken feelings stir, the One Plus app reminds them: some things never really ended—they just needed one more chance. Part 5 Synopsis: Incoming Ending will be very shocking.
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Rejected By The Alpha King; But She Is The Key

The air in the secluded passage crackled with a tension that was both palpable and suffocating. Arin, her back pressed against the cold stone wall, watched as Roan stalked towards her, his eyes burning with a mixture of rage and a chillingly possessiveness. It had been months since he had cast her aside, months since his words had shattered her world, yet the memory of his rejection remained as sharp as shattered glass. He had found her alone, a rare moment of solitude in the bustling citadel, and he had seized the opportunity to confront her. Jealousy, a venomous and unfamiliar serpent, coiled within him, fueled by the sight of her arrival alongside Alpha Zayan. Though he would never admit it, the unexpected image of her with anyone, talk more an Alpha gnawed at his pride, a stark reminder of his judgment. "So," he began, his voice a low, menacing growl, "the whore returns." Arin's chin lifted, her eyes flashing with a defiant fire. She refused to cower before him, to allow him the satisfaction of seeing her break. "I came with Alpha Zayan," she corrected, her voice steady, "at his invitation." Roan scoffed, his lips curling into a sneer. "An invitation," he echoed, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "How convenient. I suppose you've been… entertaining him in exchange for his protection?" He stepped closer, his imposing figure casting a long, intimidating shadow over her. "You always were good at selling yourself, weren’t you? First me, then whoever else was willing to take you." He watched her, his eyes filled with a cruel satisfaction, as if he expected her to crumble beneath his insults. He wanted to see her break, to see her reduced to the trembling, humiliated woman he had left behind. But Arin had changed. The pain of his rejection had forged a resilience within her, a strength she never knew she possessed. She had learned to value her own worth, to define herself outside of his judgment. A slow, deliberate smile spread across her lips, a smile that held no warmth, only a chillingly detached amusement. "I would rather be a whore in a cheap bar," she said, her voice laced with a quiet contempt, "than be your whore, King Roan." His eyes widened, a flicker of surprise momentarily breaking through his mask of arrogance. He had expected tears, pleas, perhaps even a desperate attempt to defend her honor. He had not expected defiance.
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