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Aang Buries The Dead

Buried Echoes

Maya; Vengeancelis all I have left. Seven years ago, my world was shattered. My twin sister, Mia, was taken from me in a hit-and-run that was never meant to see justice. The man responsible buried the truth, bribed the police, and walked away without a scratch. But I didn't. I died that night. But from the ashes, Diana Ivanova was born. Ruthless. Untouchable. A woman with power, influence, and a single purpose—revenge. Now, I walk among them. The corrupt politicians. The men who destroy lives with a signature on paper. They toast to their success, never realizing I am the blade at their throats, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. And then I see him. Tobi. My childhood rival. The one who was always there—pushing Mia and me, challenging me, irritating me, caring in ways he never admitted. But the Tobi standing before me isn’t the same sharp-tongued boy I once knew. He is colder. Sharper. A man who has already played the game and won. Tobi; She’s hunting someone. I should stay away. I should let her chase whatever ghost she’s after. But I can’t. Because beneath the woman she’s become, I still see her. The girl I once knew. The one who buried her past so deep she doesn’t even realize the truth staring her in the face. She thinks she’s the only one playing this game. She’s wrong. And when the truth comes out about her past, about me, about everything—she’ll have to decide, Will she destroy me? Or will she realize that, in a world built on deception, I’m the only one who has ever truly seen her?
Teecoco · 319 Views

The Girl I Buried

When Mara Kline returns to her late grandmother’s remote house in Canada to settle its affairs, she expects dust and silence. Instead, she finds a relic of the past—a rotary phone in the attic that inexplicably rings despite being unplugged. Against her better judgment, she answers. On the other end is Ellie, a frightened girl claiming she is hiding somewhere in the very same house—but in 1999. A masked man with a burlap-covered face and a rusted knife is hunting her. At first, Mara dismisses the calls as a cruel prank or a lingering symptom of her childhood trauma. But soon, reality itself begins to shift. Muddy footprints appear on the hardwood floor when no one is there. Familiar objects rearrange themselves into echoes of her past. A fresh scar forms on her arm, mirroring the injuries Ellie describes in real time. The deeper she digs, the more the house tightens its grip, twisting time and memory until past and present blur into one waking nightmare. As the calls grow more desperate, Mara realizes the masked figure may not be a stranger—it may be something far worse: a manifestation of her father’s grief and rage, shaped by loss and twisted by time. Old diaries appear, filled with entries she doesn’t remember writing. Visions of a childhood she thought she had buried claw their way back into her mind. Trapped in a house that refuses to let go, Mara must unravel the truth before she becomes just another ghost of its history. But even if she breaks the cycle, some echoes never truly fade.
dinneylatch · 3.8K Views

All that we Buried

The cruelest part of time is that it never waits for anyone—but somehow, Johnathan Liang hadn’t changed at all. Same sharp gaze, same unreadable expression. Same man who once shattered me without a second thought. I met his eyes, and for a moment, I wondered if he saw it—the wreckage he left behind, the girl who once begged for his love. But that girl was long gone. So, I smiled. Easy, effortless, like I had never bled for him. I watched his jaw tighten, his fingers curl ever so slightly. He sensed it, didn’t he? The lie beneath my calm. The forgiveness that wasn’t real. Because I had moved on. I had won. So, why did seeing him still feel like losing? ---- I knew she’d changed the second I laid eyes on her—because for the first time, I wasn’t sure if I hated her or wanted to know what had made her so untouchable. One thing was certain, I had not chosen her in the past, I would not want to. Elena Zhao was no longer the reckless, desperate girl who once threw herself at my feet, blind to the fact that I would never choose her. In-fact she was calm and poised--too calm and too poised that it irritated me. I would have been a fool to neglect the resent that lingered beneath her stare despite her small smile. Love was not something that made sense to me anymore, especially after what I had lost. There was no reason for her or anyone else to get under my skin. But she bugged me, like an itch creeping my skin. (SPICY, DARK, ROMANTIC, INTENSE, TENSION GUARANTEED, CHEMISTRY, POWERCOUPLE) ************ [NO CLICHES & NO LONG BORING CHAPTERS GUARANTEED] Rewritten completely by me in 2025 march! I started in 2020 so, makes sense if the story isn't as thrilling. I have tried not to take away the original Idea. Good luck and have a great read. Your author- Prabhleen/Theunknownsoul
theunknownsoul · 51 Views

Mated To The Dead Prince

"But this feels real," She whispered. Curiosity got the best of her as she went around the coffin, luckily, it wasn't locked. She took a deep breath before pulling it open. "Jesus Christ!" Rose exclaimed, putting her hand over her chest as she breathed hard. She stood frozen beside the coffin, staring at a young man with the most beautiful face she'd ever seen, lying still and comfortably inside the coffin. Was he dead? He looked so pale like he was dead and yet so beautiful to be called dead. Talk about gothic beauty. Rose knew she should be running for her life at that moment, but she felt something drawing her closer to the man in the coffin, she flashed her light closer to his face as she reached her hand down and placed it right under his nose to check if he was still breathing. No air, his nose bridge was cold as ice too. Rose was still busy staring at the man's face when she felt something very icy touch her arm, she felt her heart drop to her stomach as she slowly turned her head to look at her arm, that's when she saw the white, slim, masculine fingers wrapped tightly around her wrist. Her soul left her and her heart completely stopped beating, before starting to beat like a parade band in her chest. "Hail fucking Mary!" Rose whispered in a frightened tone, her lips quivered and her eyes widened unnaturally. She felt her legs become paralyzed from fear and unable to move or run. She dared to fearfully turn around and look at the man's face again, just to find his blood-colored eyes, staring icily at her. She was about to scream when the young man suddenly pulled her into his coffin with incredible speed, and the last thing she remembered was feeling how cold his body was before she felt an unnatural sleep overtake her. *** Rose Thiago was an ordinary human girl who loved reading dark fantasies but never believed in them. She suddenly gets warned by her best friend never to read those kinds of books again if she doesn't want to make herself visible to the dark creatures or evoke their world to herself, but she calls her bluff and reads them over and over again. On a field trip, Rose suddenly finds herself falling into an endless hole, and when she finally meets the solid ground, she discovers that it is no longer familiar ground. She gravely realized that just as her friend said, she'd finally drawn the dark world to herself. She somehow manages to bump herself into a beautiful man lying inside a coffin and dared to touch him just for the dead man to suddenly hold her hands and disappeared with her. In that moment, she came to believe that magical creatures did exist. And she was about to discover that she had the blood of the sun. Two thousand years ago, to survive a dreadful poison, The prince of the dark world, Cassius Levi, sought refuge in his healing grave, only to awaken when the right time for his revenge came. What he didn't expect was to be forcefully awakened by an undeserving mortal.
Rosegold_n · 115.9K Views
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