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Amara - Lost in His Light, Found in His Shadow!

Amara - Lost in His Light, Found in His Shadow! At eighteen, (Nyxara, a medical student) was drowning in the darkness of her own life—abandoned, lost, and without purpose. But then she saw (Riven, a soldier), a man who shone like the morning sun, radiating strength and kindness. He was never hers to have, never someone she could reach. Yet, just by watching him from afar, she found the will to rise, to grow, and to carve her own path in the world. But fate had never been kind to her. He fell in love with another. And instead of despair, she smiled, accepting the destiny that was never meant to be hers. She moved on, carrying only the quiet gratitude for the light he had unknowingly given her. Years passed. She became someone strong. But when she crossed paths with him once more, he was no longer the man she had admired. The warmth in his eyes had turned to ice. The man who once inspired her to live had now become hollow, burdened by the weight of hatred and loss. His lover had been murdered, and the world he once saw with hope was now drenched in blood and vengeance. Now, the roles had reversed. He was lost in his darkness. And she was the only one who could bring him back to the light. But can a heart that was never meant to love him heal the wounds of a heart that had lost everything? Or will she, too, be consumed by the shadows he now calls home? --- Would you like any adjustments, or do you want it written in a different tone?
Palak_Mandloi · 132 Views

Alpha's blood:He becomes obsessed with his vampire bride

And then I feel his nose on my neck as he nuzzles me, with the tip of his fingers tracing where my tattoo is supposed to be on the nape of my neck. I try to push him away,I really do but it feels like he is just too strong or my other senses have been weakened. "I want to see you" he says bitting my already red and sensitive ear tip I force myself to keep my eyes open and my mouth shut to close off whatever strange sound was about to come out of it. "I...I....you ...are..." And he moves away and I almost grumble from the loss of contact That bastard It is true that the enemity between the weres, vampires and witches have lasted for centuries,with the weres playing a vital role in the witches endangerment, hence raising questions at the birth of this child however if the claims are true it would be unwise to terminate a possible chance at upholding peace with the witches. "The devil will tell you nine truths so that you will believe one lie" ~Shannon Mayer, Shadowed threads *7 years ago* The rain is pouring heavily and without caution the sky lightens up followed by thunderous boomings, the scent of the earth is clean and fresh and my path is barely visible but that doesn't stop me from moving on. The heavy drops of rain as stones doesn't stop me and the painful slashes of leaves across my face doesn't stop me either. The cuts of slabs and shells on my bare feet doesn't stop me and the angry gust of wind doesn't stop me either. I'm drenched but I barely feel it ,I keep on walking on this beach like field and finally I spot it.... The old and scary looking cottage. How it still stands amazes me but that's not why I'm here And just like every other time,the rain abruptly stops and the sun brings forth her warmth with a smile and the hustling and bustling of nature returns ,the chirping of birds resumes the sound of swooshing waves can be heard and all of this ..... Happens only when she begins singing "Black bird, black bird, come to me, My sweet darling, my heart's ecstasy. The wind is whispering secrets in my ear, Of a freedom waiting, beyond this drear...." Never have I ever heard a voice so sweet it drips honey. A voice that beckons the trees to sway their stems and leaves to it's tune. A voice that sounded like the mother of creation. The voice of earth herself. Slowly I make my way into the cottage and I find her in the same spot I've always had. Her back to me as she sits on a dressing table brushing her thick and long red hair with a calm and alluring glow. A beauty She appears to be the only presence of life in the seemingly dead room. I walk closer to her till I'm at arms length "...Your wings so fragile yet strong and free..." I believe she feels my presence when she stops singing then drops the brush on the table and with a sweet smile causing her doe eyes to brighten, gestures for me to sit down as she rises with a grace I would never be able to posses not even in a lifetime. I do as she directed and take her position on the stool and she picks up the brush and begins dressing my hair. I look into the mirror in front of which we ceremoniously sit as our images can not be reflected. "Why won't you just let me help you?" I ask trying to turn to face her but she keeps me in place with a hand on my shoulder. I sigh in defeat. "What are you going to teach me today?" She pauses for a while. "Nothing" her whisper barely audible. "Tell me something...... I'm not the only one who knows about you,am I?" She resumes brushing. "What did you see?" "Who did I see?" I retrieve the brush from her and place it on the table I turn to look at her same time she turns and walks to the bed to sit "Nothing here is real,love" "Is he the reason you're trapped here?" "Like you he's one of the reasons I want to get out " "Does he know he's my dad?"
Naomi_Baba_6795 · 265 Views

Illusive Eden - He Pretends He's the Hero

Neva and Rhett, the two youths have their heart strings attached in love. Interfering their peaceful life circumstances unfolds scattering blades in their romance. Ishmael, with a heart of spikes, he looks to mend the wound, searching and failing for his Neva separated from him. Rays of love and joy filtering through clouds of horror in the world, Neva before him once more. The twisted fate entangling them, reveals the game of sphere as misery burns their soul. Concealed life beyond turning pages—one after another. The tale gathers: sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and weakness, destruction and creation, love and hate. Illusion is where we live; in the Garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusive is serenity; an evermore sanguine of love. Visionary of paradise in the new earth; sows hope deep in the soul. Delusory pleasure of the world; shall bring us burns in the ocean of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of the man, even now bleeding red. The whisper whirls with the dawn of a man. He, who pretends to be the Hero. (The girl who promised to always be together, Forbids him to ever appear, Refusing to recognise him, She disregards all he ever had. Vowing to protect her, He's the terrifying truth she hopes rules lie. Tripping and ripping her, He's the living tragedy looming in on her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth; He's the villain pretending to be a Hero.)
NehaPriaa · 135.6K Views

He Comes At Night

He inches closer, a single finger roaming her heated skin. Breath mingling with breath. A loud bang vibrates through the room, so thunderous as if god himself was furious. Slowly he looks up staring out the large glass windows to the backyard, "You have a visitor." His rasps calmly. "Who?" Rose quickly fires, feigning ignorance. She knew well enough who it was. Her nightly visitor has arrived. Surprising, He only visits when she is alone. "One who comes out at night. Lurking in the shadows, in the darkness... just like its intensions." He looks down still leaning on top her, once more pinning her with his intense gaze. "Are you afraid?" His voice dead serious, eyes going back to look outside. And Rose lied, "No." But is it a lie when her fear was never really rooting enough to make her run the other way but instead often getting mixed with exhilaration. "You should be." He leaves her staring wide eyed on the sofa and goes to stand before the glass panes. "It's not happy to see me here. I can see the raging pits of fire in it's gaze. Ready to burn me right where I stand." he chuckled, sounding most sinister, "It definitely wants to rip my innards out." "You should take off your shirt." He suggests casually. "Excuse me?" "Let's see if it riles him up even more to shatter instead of just slamming the windows like a wuss." He rouses under his breath, his excited provocative tone not escaping Rose's attention. What the hell is he up to? "This isn't funny." Rose sputters out, standing up from the couch. "I'm not trying to be." He faces her again, sporting a deadpan face. "Whatever. You think I'm one of your stupid fan girls to take my shirt off just because you want to rile someone up? Besides, there's probably no one outside and you're only making it up to see my boobs like a pervert." His eyes roams her from top to bottom, there was distaste evident in his gaze. "When he comes at night and leaves a little something for you, maybe then you take off your clothes for him... like a slut." Rome stared into her eyes with nothing behind those icy orbs to show for a lack of meaning behind his words. Because he means every single thing he says to her. "Get. Out. Now!" Rose boomed furiously. "Whatever, I was leaving anyway. This has become boring." He walks towards her front door. "Wait. How do you know he comes at night and leaves something?" her eyes narrow. "Because I've seen it before." "You saw him? It is a real guy?" Rose wanted to confirm, for some reason she thought otherwise. "I never said I saw him. I've only seen it happening to someone else." "Whom?" "You don't need to know." He closes off. "Then at least tell me what happened to her? Can I meet this person?" "You can't." Refusing calmly he was almost out the door when Rose pleads against hope. "Please." "You can't because she disappeared." Those were the words that finally did it. Brought her racing heart and buzzing head to a sudden halt. "Never to be seen again." "When he stops visiting, that's when you should be most afraid." His words rang like a siren in the silence of her mind as he left. Now she felt true fear for the first time. == In the embrace of her ancestral town, Rose seeks refuge from the echoes of her past. Little does she know, her return to her roots will awaken dormant shadows, shattering ordinary her existence. For when the darkness falls over the town, from the pitch black rises a shadowy figure that haunt her nights. In the darkness he sweeps her off the ground in terrible fear and the allure of sinister intrigue. And once the sun comes, a man with a god awful attitude, haunts her in the broad day light. Causing her to swell with pure disdain. With each passing night, it draws closer to Rose, casting a chilling spell that both terrifies and exhilarates her. Thrust into a labyrinth of mysteries can she navigate the treacherous path laid before her, or will her nightly visitor consume her whole?
AkumaQuil · 15.7K Views

Entrapped in his cluches

A world full of jealousy and hatred, Amelia ended up living with Delilah's parents when she was young. Why? They aren't related. Everything in this world has a reason which we are all curious to know, aren't we? What's up with Lia? Who is she what is she she is always acting suspicious, isn't she? And Axel? The people with their face covered have their hands tied to their back, there was blood on their cloth which freaks Amelia, as she was about to run Axel caught hold of her and puts her in place. Lysander walked close to Axel and gave him the gun, which he placed Amelia's hand on it and he guided her hand with his, " W...hat are you doing, pl...ease let go of me " Amelia said as she cried out, but Axel didn't care and he moved her hands to their first target and then he fired the gun, " Aaaaahhh!! " Amelia shouted has she cries out, Axel moved her hands to kill the other two and when he was done killing them, he moved away from Amelia. Amelia took the opportunity to turn and point the gun at him, Lysander was fast to remove his gun and also pointed it at Amelia, but Axel made a sign for him to stop whuch made Lysander drop his gun, " You jerk how dare you, you think killing innocent people is the way of living a life," Amelia said crying as she holds the gun tightly, " I guess it help you to know am capable of killing both you and your friend, " he said calmly and he walked towards Amelia, " You " Amelia fired the gun. But it was fired up to the sky, " Am not a bitch like you, I don't kill people," she said and Axel picked her from the ground carrying her like a rice bag, " Lysander take care of the body, " Axel said to have Lysander nod and Axel started walking with defenseless Amelia. Amelia just stayed quietly has Axel was carrying her, soon they reached the front of the woods and Axel dropped Amelia, and he walked away ........ Axel a crazy Pure blooded vampire with many both loosed in his head, Axel always have his face covered till his nose, with is white hair. Why??. Axel is a vampire that talks brutally to anyone. On the other hand meet Amelia a soft hearted and sweet girl, got into the clutches of the vampire who forced her to do anything. Who is interested to know how their love will bloom? And also aren't you curious about why does people died and who does people are and why does it have to be Amelia to kill them? Lots of questions why don't you fill your curiosity by reading the novel, you won't regret reading.
Miyana07 · 24.3K Views

When He Came

Plot Summary: The story revolves around Sonakshi, who initially plans to trap Aryan in her revenge plot. However, as she spends time with him and tries to make him fall in love with her, she finds herself developing genuine feelings for him. Despite her intentions for revenge, her heart starts convincing her that she is already in love with Aryan. As Aryan and Sonakshi meet on a date night, their interactions are filled with tension and anticipation. Aryan is drawn to Sonakshi's mysterious and unpredictable nature, while Sonakshi battles with her conflicting emotions. She tries to convince herself that her feelings for Aryan are merely infatuation, driven by her revenge plan. However, deep down, she can't deny the growing affection she feels for him. Their attraction intensifies, and they share a passionate kiss in the parking lot. Unable to resist their desires, they engage in sexual activities in the back of a car. The experience is filled with pleasure and desire for both of them. Afterward, they wake up in each other's arms and decide to go to a restaurant to compose themselves. Throughout the meal, Sonakshi feels guilt and excitement, realizing that her revenge plan has become blurred by her genuine connection with Aryan. Aryan, unaware of Sonakshi's internal struggle, is captivated by her and desires more. After the meal, they take a walk outside and Sonakshi gathers the courage to confess her true feelings to Aryan. She admits that what they shared in the car was not just about revenge for her, but that she has developed genuine feelings for him. Aryan reciprocates her feelings and expresses his own attraction to her. Sonakshi assures Aryan that her perspective has changed, and she no longer seeks revenge. She wants to explore their connection without any ulterior motives. Aryan is relieved and happy to hear this, and they agree to take things slow and see where their relationship leads. Awww, So nice couple but still there is a question that Really Sonakshi has changed whole heartedly? or her motive is still on? The plot revolves around Sonakshi's initial plan for revenge, her conflicting emotions as she falls in love with Aryan, and their decision to pursue their connection without the weight of revenge. It explores themes of love, desire, and the complexity of human emotions. This story contains matured and sexual content. Strongly Restricted for children under age of 18+
AR_B20 · 31.9K Views

He is Lovestruck in the Revenge

The Xie Family all studied law, possessing the fine qualities expected of a scholarly family. Xie Shang too had them: elegance, deep learning, a Fragrance Connoisseur versed in classics, also skilled in zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. But he was mad, capable of reciting the scriptures while holding a Buddha statue, as well as breaking people's hand and foot bones, very gentle, yet very cruel. Xie Shang didn't become a lawyer but opened a pawnshop instead, where you could pawn anything as long as the story was compelling. One day, someone came to the pawnshop and told a story: In Fragrant City, there was a family with the surname Wen, where daughters took their mother's surname. The daughters of that family could cast spells, the kind that bewitched men, leaving their lovers either buried with them or taking vows of celibacy; in short, either dead or destined for a lonely life. Xie Shang's uncle had died in Fragrant City, which is why he accepted this particular pawning business. Bewitched, confused, thrilled, deeply in love, but love unattained, and a pain so intense it made life unbearable. — This was the script Xie Shang had prepared for the deaf boy Wen Changling. In the end, it was Xie Shang who ended up with this romance-addled script. Wen Changling: Are you surprised, Mr. Xie Shang? (This isn't a book transmigration story, it's a contemporary sweet romance. The 'script' in the book title implies deliberate plotting.)
Gu Nanxi · 119.6K Views
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