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Half Of Me

Ugly Sister, Beautiful Brother: The Story Of An Half Vampire

Minami has always been painfully aware of her appearance. With her wild hair, rough features, and a face that makes people turn away, she has long accepted her title as "the ugly sister." It doesn’t help that her older brother, Kazuya, is the complete opposite—tall, effortlessly handsome, and admired by everyone. But if there’s one thing Minami hates more than her reflection, it’s Kazuya’s teasing. What starts as his usual playful torment takes an unexpected turn one night when he kisses her on the cheek, claiming she’s not ugly in his eyes. Flustered and determined to forget, Minami brushes it off as just another of his tricks. But Kazuya doesn’t let go so easily. His teasing grows more relentless, his words more affectionate, and his actions dangerously close to something she can’t ignore. Yet, beneath their complicated bond lies a secret neither dares to confess. They are not truly siblings. Both Kazuya and Minami know this, but Kazuya don't know that Minami knows. And beyond that hidden truth, an even deeper one lingers—one neither can admit. Kazuya loves her. Minami loves him. But love is the least of Kazuya’s worries. He is no ordinary man—he is a half-vampire, an anomaly that defies nature. A being who has conquered both the brilliance of day and the shadows of night, neither human nor monster, yet stronger than both. In the history of mankind and vampires alike, none have ever matched his power. And Minami’s face—her so-called hideous curse—is just that: a curse. One placed upon her long ago, cruel and unrelenting. Kazuya’s only goal is to break it, to give her back the beauty stolen from her. But will he succeed before she learns the truth? And if she does—if she finally sees herself through his eyes—will they ever be able to cross the fragile line between siblings and something far more dangerous? A story of self-worth, forbidden love, and the mysteries that bind them together.
LeoDGreed · 12.8K Views

The Rebirth Of Me

"The Rebirth of Me" For ten years, she was the perfect wife, mother, and career woman, building an empire alongside her husband, Alexander. But her world shatters when he hands her divorce papers, declaring his love for another woman. Devastated, she watches the life she painstakingly built fall apart before her eyes, until in a moment of utter despair, she leaps from a tall building, thinking it’s the end. But fate has other plans. She wakes up, ten years in the past, before the betrayal, before the heartbreak—before she gave everything up for a man who would discard her. Armed with the knowledge of the future, she is determined not to repeat her mistakes. This time, she vows to build a life for herself, one where her happiness isn’t dependent on Alexander or anyone else. As she forges a new path, a dangerous figure from her past reappears, warning her that some things are inevitable, that love, betrayal, and pain are destined to repeat. But with each step she takes, she realizes that this second chance is more than just about changing her past—it's about reclaiming her future. As Alexander, unaware of their shared future, begins to fall in love with her all over again, she must decide whether to give him another chance or break free from the cycle once and for all. In this thrilling tale of rebirth, love, and self-discovery, one woman must confront the ghosts of her past and navigate the dangers of a love that could either save or destroy her.
Jade_Noel · 2.2K Views

Fragments of Me

Here's a detailed synopsis for "Fragments of Me" that highlights the key plot points, character arcs, and the mystery/thriller elements while maintaining the emotional core of the romance. --- Title: Fragments of Me Genre: High School Romance with Mystery/Thriller Elements Word Count: 90,000 Synopsis: Seventeen-year-old Elena Aster wakes up in a hospital bed with no memory of who she is. The only fragments she clings to are fleeting images of a burning car, a woman’s terrified voice screaming, “Run, Elena,” and the lingering sense that something is terribly wrong. After a tragic car accident that claimed her parents' lives, Elena is taken in by her uncle, Damian Aster, a charismatic and influential businessman whose seemingly perfect family hides cracks beneath the surface. Damian’s wife is distant, her cousin Nate treats her with hostility, and only her other cousin, Lucas, offers a friendly face in an unfamiliar world. Starting over at Bellrose High, Elena struggles to fit in, haunted by fragmented flashbacks and the gnawing suspicion that her accident wasn’t just an accident. When she crosses paths with the rebellious and sharp-tongued Jaxon Rivers in an unconventional encounter, sparks fly—but not the romantic kind. Jaxon, a scholarship student from the wrong side of town, has his own reasons for distrusting the wealthy elite. His father, once an accountant at Aster PLC Ltd., mysteriously disappeared while investigating financial misconduct tied to the Aster family. Jaxon believes Damian holds the key to his father’s fate, but he can’t prove it—yet. Their worlds collide when Elena witnesses Jaxon in a brutal fight at school. Despite her initial disdain for him, she finds herself drawn into his dangerous orbit after saving his life. As Elena’s flashbacks grow more vivid, she and Jaxon form an uneasy alliance to uncover the truth behind her parents’ deaths, her lost memories, and the dark secrets entwining their families. Digging deeper, they discover Damian’s double life as the enigmatic "Orion Black," the mastermind behind an embezzlement scheme, corporate fraud, and something far darker. Evidence suggests Damian orchestrated the car accident to seize control of the Aster fortune, but his crimes go beyond greed. Jaxon’s investigation reveals that his father might still be alive—or worse, trapped in a fate more sinister than death. As Elena and Jaxon unravel the tangled web of lies, they face betrayals from those closest to them. Nate’s hostility masks deep-rooted jealousy and fear of losing his privileged status. Damian manipulates Elena’s fragile trust, gaslighting her into doubting her instincts. Even Jaxon’s motives are clouded by a thirst for revenge. Yet amidst the chaos, Elena and Jaxon’s reluctant partnership evolves into something more—a fierce, undeniable connection born from shared pain, vulnerability, and the hope of healing. With danger closing in, Elena must confront the horrifying truth: her memories were stolen, her life manipulated, and the people she thought she could trust are her greatest enemies. In a pulse-pounding climax, she faces Damian, armed not just with evidence of his crimes but with the strength she’s found within herself. The girl who woke up broken becomes the young woman who fights back. But victory comes at a cost. As secrets shatter and blood is spilled, Elena learns that love can be both her greatest weapon and her deepest wound. In the end, "Fragments of Me" isn’t just about uncovering the past—it’s about reclaiming identity, embracing vulnerability, and finding hope in the fragments left behind.
Olu_John · 1.8K Views

Half me and half...

"Get your hands off me!" she wrestled against my grip, so I held her even tighter. "Put this on!" I groaned, toiling to keep her in place and wishing again I’d worn the damn gloves. The feel of her warm skin under my arm and palm wasn’t helping my focus. "I'm not taking you home like this!" "You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, thrashing to break free of my hold as I fumbled with the cloak in my other hand, trying to drape it over her bare shoulders. "I'm not going home! Let me go, I said!" "Did you really think I got you out of there just to let you wander the streets, almost naked, like a lunatic?" That stopped her. "What did you call me?!" "LU-NA-TIC." "You... You…! Take your hands off me, you insolent brute!" Enraged, she yanked her arm too abruptly and lost her balance. I caught her, wrapped her in the cloak, and threw her over my shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" She shrieked and flailed, but I ignored her, making my way to the Commander’s house, which, thanks to Braa, was only two streets away. Since the entire population was in the square for the ridiculous festival, no one intervened at the frantic cries of the wild creature. No wonder in the ten years I've known the Commander, I've never heard that he has a daughter. She must’ve been kept locked away. Strangely, she suddenly went still and quiet. Had she grown tired, worried about attracting attention, or finally realized how inappropriate it was to show up at her parents' doorstep in this state? She didn’t seem to care before. With every step, my anxiety grew—she was limp. "Hey!" No answer. Seriously?! "Hey, you!" Nothing. A bad feeling crept over me, so I pulled her off my shoulder and into my arms. Her head fell against my chest—unconscious. "Hey! Hey, you!" I shook her, but she didn’t react. Panic surged through me. Had she fainted? Had I held her too tight? Lifting her more securely, I sprinted toward the Commander's house.
Inemin · 114.2K Views

THE HALF-BLOOD CROWN

Aeliana’s body tensed, every instinct urging her to flee, but her legs refused to obey. The weight of Kaelion’s presence pressed down on her chest, as if the air itself bowed to his will. She clenched her fists, willing herself to stay upright, to meet his gaze with whatever scraps of courage she could muster. She wouldn’t let him see her fear. “Step forward,” Kaelion ordered, his tone smooth but unyielding. Her jaw tightened. The part of her that was human screamed to fight, to run, but there was a faint hum beneath her skin—a whisper of something else. Something fae. It stirred like a forgotten memory, pulling her feet forward against her will. She stopped only a breath away from him, her chin tilted defiantly despite the trembling in her limbs. Up close, the king was even more overwhelming. His features were carved in sharp, perfect lines, his mismatched eyes glinting with an intelligence that saw too much. He wasn’t just cruel; he was calculating. A predator who enjoyed the chase as much as the kill. “What are you?” Kaelion asked, his voice soft but dangerous. He reached out, his claw-tipped fingers brushing the edge of her hood. She flinched, and his lips twitched—a hint of amusement at her reaction. “I’m no one,” she bit out, her voice steadier than she felt. “Just a thief.” “A thief?” he echoed, his fingers catching the edge of the hood. With a single motion, he pushed it back, exposing her face to the moonlight. The murmurs of the onlookers grew louder, their perfect features twisting with disdain. Kaelion’s eyes narrowed, his gaze raking over her. “No one, indeed.” He took a step closer, his presence enveloping her like a dark tide. “And yet… there’s something about you. Something familiar.” Aeliana’s heart pounded as his hand moved, fingers brushing the curve of her jaw. His touch was light, but it burned like fire, sending a shiver down her spine. “I should kill you for your insolence,” Kaelion said, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “But there’s a… curiosity to you. A defiance I rarely see.” His lips curled into a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes. “I think I’ll keep you instead.” “Keep me?” Her voice cracked as anger flared, momentarily overriding her fear. “I’m not some pet to be claimed.” Kaelion’s smirk vanished, replaced by a cold, imperious glare. “You misunderstand, little thief. I’m not offering you a choice.” Aeliana’s stomach twisted as he raised his hand, his fingers glowing faintly with dark energy. Before she could react, a pulse of power shot through her, wrapping around her wrists like invisible chains. She stumbled, her knees buckling, but the magic held her upright. “You’ve entered my city, stolen from my people, and dared to defy me,” Kaelion said, his voice echoing with authority. “Your punishment will serve as a lesson to all who think they can do the same.” “And what punishment is that?” she spat, struggling against the bonds. Kaelion leaned in, his face inches from hers. “You’ll serve me,” he said, his voice a low, menacing growl. “Body and soul. Until I decide you’ve earned your freedom.” The crowd gasped, their whispers growing louder as the king straightened. Aeliana’s blood ran cold as she realized the full weight of his words. This wasn’t just about punishment—it was about control. And she was at the mercy of a man who had none. “Take her to the palace,” Kaelion commanded, his eyes never leaving hers. “I’ll decide what to do with her later.” The soldiers moved to obey, and Aeliana felt herself being pulled away, her body still bound by the king’s magic. As they dragged her through the streets, the crowd parted, their beautiful faces filled with a mix of fear and contempt. She clenched her fists, her mind racing. She couldn’t let this be the end. She wouldn’t let herself be another victim of Kaelion’s tyranny. Somewhere deep inside her, the faint hum of power stirred again, stronger this time.
KENNYWROTEIT · 5.4K Views
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