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California Dystopian

The Shadows of Fate

"You can outrun many things, but fate will always find you, like your shadow in the light." . In the heart of Washington D.C., mafia heir Vaughn Volkov is on a mission that takes him far from the sun-soaked streets of California. The bustling city, with its imposing monuments and corridors of power, is a far cry from the palm-lined avenues of his home. Vaughn, however, is not one to be easily intimidated. His piercing blue eyes and commanding presence turn heads wherever he goes, a reminder that beneath his polished exterior lies a man accustomed to danger and control. Vaughn's path crosses with Eliza Monroe, a seemingly innocent college student whose gentle demeanor masks a resilience forged from her own turbulent past. Eliza, with her kind heart and determined spirit, is an enigma. She spends her days buried in books at the library, her nights working part-time to make ends meet. Her brown eyes, often hidden behind a cascade of dark curls, hold a depth that Vaughn finds both intriguing and unsettling. Their first encounter is anything but ordinary. Vaughn watches, intrigued by her fearlessness and the fire in her eyes. "You're not like the others," he remarks later, cornering her in the quiet corner of the library. His voice is a low, dangerous purr that sends shivers down Eliza's spine. "And you're not just the student here," she retorts, meeting his gaze with a mixture of curiosity and caution. "What do you want from me?" Vaughn's lips curve into a slow, dangerous smile. "Maybe I just want to get to know you." Despite her reservations, Eliza feels a strange pull towards Vaughn. His presence is intoxicating, a blend of danger and allure that she finds hard to resist. As they spend more time together, Eliza begins to see glimpses of the man beneath the mafia heir. Vaughn, too, finds himself drawn to Eliza in ways he never anticipated. Her kindness, her strength, and her unyielding spirit ignite something within him that he thought long buried. Yet, as their connection deepens, the shadows of their pasts loom ever larger. Vaughn's family business, shrouded in crime and violence, is never far from his mind. His enemies are ruthless, and his association with Eliza puts her squarely in their crosshairs. Eliza, too, harbors secrets. The dark forces that have shaped her life threaten to consume her, and Vaughn's world only amplifies those dangers. As their worlds collide, they must navigate a treacherous web of intrigue, passion, and forbidden desire. But with danger lurking around every corner, will their love survive, or will they be torn apart by the shadows of fate?
Sunshinek11 · 29.2K Views

The Rhapsody's reborn

A young man found himself on a hill. This place was new to him there were no bill boards, highways, huge skyscrapers etc. instead there was beautiful land filled with flowers, roaming animals, bright green grass and beautiful forests. But He was lost, baffled on where he might be as he remembered what happened to him. He was killed cornered by the authorities by his acts but... As soon as his vision faded to black he had woken up on an unfamiliar land on a hill. Looking down he saw a city surrounded by walls with a huge castle on the middle. It was full of small buildings and houses. It was very lively but before he could travel to this beautiful area he began to remember what led him to this very moment. In a world where most people have moved on from the past, embracing the modern era, one man stands apart. John Miller, a lover of simpler times, cherishes the music of the past. His favorite songs, classics like "Bohemian Rhapsody," "Delilah," "Stairway to Heaven," "Hotel California," and "My Way" are to him, treasures that must be protected. As society forgets these old melodies, John grows increasingly bitter. He despises modern music, viewing it as a stain on the legacy of his beloved classics. This hatred drives him to a dark path. Known as the "Rhapsody Reaper," John begins a campaign of terror, targeting those he believes are corrupting the purity of old music. Each murder is a ritual, accompanied by the songs he holds dear, bringing him twisted joy. John's reign of terror finally ends when he is cornered and killed by the authorities. But death is not the end for John. He finds himself in a new world, given another chance at life. However, one thing remains unchanged—his obsessive love for the past and his violent tendencies. As John navigates this new world, he grins as he struggles to suppress his old habits, which threaten to surface once more.
Pog_Gers_0941 · 735 Views

Speranţă

The City Where You Have to Pay for Oxygen In Speranţă, a dystopian city dominated by megacorporations and covered in toxic fog, life is kept within a dome, controlled with an iron fist. For most of the inhabitants, oxygen comes at a price, and freedom is an unattainable luxury. In Speranţă, some young people are born with powers strong enough to become celebrated heroes; others are thrown into the battlefield with no special training, only the price of survival. They are forced to fight against... whatever is on the other side of the dome. Carlisle, with her sharp tongue, quick wit, and a burning desire to cause destruction, is not one of those prodigious heroines. But maybe she doesn’t need to be. As the city sinks further into darkness, Carlisle finds herself forced to sink along with it. How do villains come to be? Ask anyone, and you'll hear a different answer. But the truth is, everyone has the impulse to become something dark; where the patience to suffer in silence ends, the desire for revenge begins. “Oww, don’t tell me I hurt your feelings?” – the straight, perfect smile played on her lips, mocking, even though she was the one lying on the ground. “If that’s the best you can do, I don’t even want to see the worst.” – As she tried to lift her upper body, the second blow came straight to her ribs, pushing her back against the dirty ground once more. She would have to add that event to the list of “stupid and potentially suicidal things” she had already done. The foot pressing her into the ground remained firm on her back, preventing her lungs from fully expanding. He – whose name she would have to strain to remember – said something, a whisper lost in the wind, because all she could hear was her own heartbeat as she threw a mocking smile at the bastard.
Apollonos · 336 Views
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