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Cameron Boyce Socks

Palimpsest Hearts

In his previous life, Lucian Sinclair had pursued the truth behind his fiancé Malcolm Fitzgerald's fatal car accident with relentless determination - only to meet the same grim fate beneath the twisted metal of his Bentley on a rain-lashed M25 motorway. When consciousness returned, the industrialist found himself thrust back to his 24-year-old self, the digital clock on his Mayfair bedside table blinking December 16th, 2016. Malcolm's Alpine skiing accident had already occurred three days prior. He promptly took legal guardianship of the brooding 15-year-old left in the wreckage - Finn Fitzgerald, Malcolm's half-brother through their father's second marriage. The boy Lucian remembered from charity galas had grown feral-eyed, all scraped knuckles and boarding school blazers gone threadbare at the elbows. This time, Lucian vowed, the boy would receive proper upbringing. Not out of affection, but as penance for never deciphering Malcolm's last encrypted text: "Tell Luce the Range Rover's brakes—" Finn initially regarded his guardian with wary deference, this icy aristocrat who wore his brother's signet ring on a platinum chain. "Malcolm said you collect Renaissance maps," the teen offered during tense dinners, pushing peas across Wedgwood china. "Malcolm told me you hate tulips." Each invocation of the dead man's name hung between them like altar smoke. Yet gradually, the dynamic shifted. Lucian caught Finn glaring when he traced the Fitzgerald jawline they shared. The boy began arriving late from Eton weekends, reeking of stolen whiskey and defiance. During one particularly vicious row over a shredded Oxford acceptance letter, Finn slammed Lucian's wheelchair against the study wall. "Why must I be his ghost?" The teen's breath fogged the cold glass of Malcolm's portrait. "You look at me like I'm some...some flawed taxidermy of your perfect banker boy!" Lucian's cane clattered to the hardwood. Perfect? Malcolm had been laundering funds through their engagement - a truth he'd discovered two lifetimes too late. Now this living, breathing Fitzgerald heir stood before him, all cracked leather satchel and mismatched socks, demanding to be seen. Outside, the Thames glittered with secrets. In the cellar vault, a dossier gathered dust - crime scene photos, offshore account records, and the Range Rover's brake lines sliced clean through. Lucian's fingers twitched toward the whisky decanter. Let the dead keep their mysteries. This Fitzgerald needed saving more.
DaoisthrquXu · 2K Views

The Master of Stars

“We’re all unredeemable wrenches that wish to protect our light from the inescapable darkness.” An era full of despair and insanity, hope and excitement, love and hatred, betrayal and death. The fog that forms through history has been altered and reshaped. An era of wondrous devolpment in machinery and the secrecy of mysticism. Yet, full of dangers and hidden plots. In this era, who can truly break away from the insanity and gaze at the unaltered truth? Who can resist the eyes and voices within the darkness to become a wonderful lantern? Finn, a hopeless historian that holds secrets that eclipse most legends finds himself torn between this choice. A choice of either succumbing to history’s insanity, or freeing himself from the supposed shackles of humanity. So, in an unexpected situation, he declares, “God? I am God! If the delusions of other paint me as God, than I shall be God! If the delusions of others misinterpret my pathetic history as a mountain of secrets that make up of a Myth! I shall be a Myth! A tale, a glorious truth!” This is by no means a legend or a simple mythology. This is the journey of the False becoming True, the journey to be immortalized as the “Zodiac” * WSA 2025 Entry, so show me some love!!! * *P.S Your socks might get blown off, so you better come toasty and ready to be blown away by this world of insanity, despair, hope, and action!!! * * RELEASE SCHEDULE * 1 Chapter on every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.
Oliie · 1.8K Views

The billionaire's omega wolf bride

Lenora Maen always dreamed of finding her fated mate. As heir to the White Stone Pack, she was raised to believe the mate bond was sacred—an unbreakable connection blessed by the Moon Goddess. She imagined love, devotion, and a future ruled side by side. She never imagined being abandoned. During her mother’s memorial, her heat triggers unexpectedly, sending the pack into chaos. Unmated wolves lose control, instincts overriding reason, and just as she thinks she’ll be claimed against her will, a black wolf appears from the shadows—powerful, dominant, and utterly unstoppable. He defends her. Claims her. Binds them together in an unbreakable bond.After one night, he was gone—leaving her bonded to a ghost, trapped in a connection that burned hotter with every passing day. Her mate was out there, living as if she didn’t exist. For six months, she searched, only to find him in the last place she expected—a billionaire CEO, a man of wealth and power, completely unaware of what he is. Cameron Anderson has everything—money, influence, control. He built an empire with ruthless precision, untouchable in the world he created. But when a silver-haired woman storms into his life, claiming he belongs to her, his perfect reality begins to crack. Visions of forests and wolves. A pull he can’t explain. A fire he can’t extinguish. He doesn’t believe in fate. He doesn’t believe in wolves. But the bond doesn’t care what he believes. And neither does Lenora—because she kidnaps him. He is her mate. Whether he accepts it or not. Now, he wakes up in White Stone Pack, forced to face a world he never knew existed. A truth buried deep in his blood. A woman who refuses to let him go. Will he stay willingly, embrace the bond and the pack that could become his home— Or will he leave her behind once more? - Updates twice a week.
Sofie_Vert01 · 5.1K Views

The Siren and the Wolf- (Moved to a New Link)

“What did you see on the video?” Mishka asked in a whisper. She could not keep her curiosity to herself. She needed to know even before dinner. “We saw Myrtle call the cat into the nursery and then she fed it a live rat. She wasn’t even afraid to hold onto the rat by its tail,” Gillian responded. *** While Mishka Classens practices her singing in the woods one afternoon she runs into Bruce Cameron, a handsome, famous fashion designer. When she confides in her friend, Gillian’s mother about the meeting, Joan tells her that Bruce is an estranged cousin of Joan’s and that he is a werewolf. So, Joan wants Mishka to keep Gillian away from Bruce and keep the family secret, but Gillian already has a crush on him. Bruce wants to be a normal human because his human family does not accept him as a wolf, but he also loves his unusual powers and diverse creativity. Eventually he and Mishka confide in each other about their burdens in life and become close with regular meetings in the woods, where they exchange creative ideas about fashion and music. They also plan to do shows together. Myrtle, Mishka’s bossy grandmother is an undercover fortune teller. She had a premonition about Mishka being involved with a werewolf one day, so she wants to orchestrate Mishka’s life so that this will never happen. She almost has a heart attack when she finds out that Mishka is involved with Bruce. She tries everything in her power to split them apart. After a series of weird and bad events, Mishka and Bruce find out that Myrtle is causing the problems in their lives and in their relationship. They decide to join forces against her by confusing her spells, making them powerless.
CharlotteP_Lambert · 62.4K Views

Lasting Regret

This is the story of a woman and her thirst for power and control. The way to show how evil she can be and how she realized everything she believed was nothing but a play of a bad fate. After everything she's done. After everything she's lost. She's angry and mourning, two deathly combination that sure to have an epic ending. And now she's back with a brand new story to write. How will she decide to run her second chance at life? *** "Why are you doing this?" his questions always straight to the point, but I don't have to answer in the same manner. He shouldn't know the reason why I'm doing this, not yet. "What do you mean?", I ask back with a tint of boredom. I have to hide well. "We could be happy together. You know I only have my eyes on you." I know, I wanted to say that to him. But this is not the same world I used to and I'm not the same old me. At the very least, I have to do this to repay all the things you've done for me. "You have no idea what you're saying, Cameron. Please give me some time to think." I turn my back to him, to the crown prince of the Loudrean Empire. "What's all this nonsense you've spouting since earlier? Give me explanation, Nina. What is going on?" his soft tone mixed with worries really tug at my heart but I know I couldn't delay this any longer. This is the best solution for him. Even if he doesn't think the same, I would still continue with this plan. I will destroy all of them. I will avenge your death along with my death. And I cannot do that while I'm standing beside you. I cannot ruin your second life as well. This is all on me. "Canina Rosemary, I demand you to look at me and answer me!" His sudden command jerk me back to reality. I look at him with a newfound thought that maybe, he's changed as well. Could it be? No, that could not be. I'm the only one that could remember our past life. Maybe the change of my decision would be the cause of his change? I lower my head with my hand on my chest and speak with utmost regret as I can, "Your highness, please forgive this humble subject, for I cannot give you the answer you're looking for. I will be happy to receive the suitable punishment for my inability to give you the right answer." Silence followed the answer I gave him, that I started to wonder if he's still standing in the same room. Light footsteps followed by his hand caught on my peripheral sight and I dare to look up to see what he's about to do. He cupped my face softly with his hands and I could only stare at him, speechless. Sky blue eyes staring back at me, and I could see what they're trying to convey through. No, please don't say it to me now. Please, do not do this. As if he understood what I was trying to say through my pleading eyes, he just smiled sadly and say what I'd dreadful to hear the most. "I love you, Nina. I'd hate to see the one I love lower their head in front of me. Please do not do that, ever." *** Hi everyone. This is my first attempt at historical story with an empire as a background. Hope you guys enjoy and please don't forget to comment and vote.
nocommonsense13 · 1.7K Views
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