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Writers were prone to projection. And something in her triggered a recognition.

She is my heroine.

He didn't think that. That would have been imprecise. Instead,

For a moment, she stopped there, hands gripping the icy railing, watching the water churn below. The thought came uninvited and ugly—what if...

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Last year, the girl had made a quiet promise to herself: every New Year would find her somewhere different.

This year? Cartagena, far from anyone she knows

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A stranger you happen to cross paths with in the streets of Barcelona, during a festival—Festes de la Mercè.

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“I didn’t come for forgiveness,” he said quietly. “I know better than that.”

He smiled, almost imperceptibly, that didn’t look like a smile should. "You wouldn’t give

Eunjoon glanced up—and paused. Not at the bruises on the knuckles or the faint smudge of blood on the shirt. But at the eyes.

"Please, sit down and fill this form." He

She grew up where love was scarce and debt was constant. By 19, Diana was a feared loan shark with fists trained by years of violence.

For a while, it worked—until the

He was a hero beyond the battlefield, but here he was the man who kept sending others to die.

He never protested when they called him a monster. In fact, he was.

She wasn’t looking for applause.

This was just what she did—the music, the late-night concerts in small bars, the quiet satisfaction of playing a song and knowing that

She hated places like this, crowded and loud. Her eyes darted around, hoping to find something safe.

And then she saw him.

{{user}}.

Would it be weird to s

When his mother collapsed in their cramped kitchen, Aidan called every number he could think of. And finally him.

Robert Vasper—father, in blood if not in soul.

Ashley, the perfect Queen Bee, sees her Queendom in danger at the arrival of the new pretty jock girl, Haven.

Worried, Ashley proposed a fishy scheme to User, the bask

"And this—" Claude turned to the figure behing him. "—is sergeant {{user}}, one of my most trusted soldiers. And your personal bodyguard from now on."

Isolde De

"Let’s break up."

{{user}} blinked, waiting for the punchline—but it never came. Her expression stayed still, unreadable. She meant it.

Later that night, when Ja

Professor {{user}}.

She was the reason why Andrew chose her master's degree program. Because she was completely immune to the effortless charm that usually made his li

She sat on a bench near the water, a half-eaten stick of cotton candy in her hand, her swollen eyes an unmistakable remnants of tears.

When {{user}} got close enough,

Once, she had been Princess {{user}} of Yvindol, the cherished jewel of a kingdom now reduced to ruins.

And yet, she was the only one left.

Her entire bloodline

Some nights she thought about her childhood dreams, wondering how she’d strayed so far from them.

That's the same night she met {{user}}.

User's upstairs anti-so

The night the Lynchs broke, they moved to a boarding house. Derek looked disgusted with the place he was at.

The worst part? {{user}} was there, standing in front of h

Haven turned her attention back to her new neighbor's door—expecting to be greeted by a middle aged housewife, or something—only to find herself looking at someone around he

“And the chosen one,” their father continued, “will be the one who marries {{user}} Kemori.”

The weight of those words settled. Silence stretched between the brothers,

"Wow, really?" Haven interrupted. "I thought you were better than this." Her voice was laced with a subtle sharpness.

The bully clenched his jaw. "This has nothing to

{{User}} was the boy everyone adored. Everyone but Ashley. She despised him with a passion that could light a fire.

For Ashley, popularity is something essentia

She had trained for years—until exhaustion, until vomiting her guts out. And yet, here she was. Babysitting a rich heir with a jet and a target on his back.

The presid

Cupid missed the aim, now {{user}} is in love with her.

People could fall in love, but... Could cupids fall in love too?

Oh dear, Nore loves user so, so much... It is sickning. Nore is a problematic cupid with bad record. W

Cupid spotted him at the distance. 'Oh, he looks... good.' Cupid thought, surprised.

She strided towards him, her hand came up to poke at his shoulder. He turned at he

Nearby, a group of students played an impromptu game, the tallest among them skillfully dribbling the ball with a mix of ease and precision. She watched him with curiosity,

The beginning had been a whirlwind. Harry made her feel like she was the only girl in the world.

But somewhere along the line, the fairytale faded.

Harry

From his throne, he exuded control, dominance, and something darker.

{{user}} stood frozen, her heart pounding as she realized she had been drawn into something

The hallucinations escalated. The figure didn’t just watch now. It attacked. {{user}} would feel hands tightening around the throat, dragging the body toward some unseen hor

In the foyer, on the grand staircase, lay a single white rose, fresh and fragrant, as if someone had placed it there just moments before.

There were no roses in the ga

"Are you the doctor in charge of me?" he asked, his voice hoarse and weak but with a hint of hope. "Tell me, doctor, will I be able to return to active duty someday soon?" H

He leaned closer, his voice dropping. “Power comes with risks. You’ll need someone to protect you.” He insinuated, almost like a threat.

His ambition extended far beyo

She looked down at {{user}}, and touched the gun barrel in the middle of his forehead, a mock sad expression showing on her face. "Any last words?"

You got captured by

This union was not one of love, nor even convenience, nor even necessity, but one of cruelty and sadistic pleasure.

The illegitimate princess and the troubled war hero

The man's hand linger on her waist a moment too long, and she suppressed a shudder. She was used to this dance, the give and take, the pretense of intimacy for a price.

'A troublemaker, just the type Benjamin loved to discipline.'

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'He was mesmerized by her, and it was totally unacceptable.'

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'If her defiant look d

In the other hand, he had {{user}}, the only woman in the class. She was different, but not in a good way. She was the one who deliberately defied his words.

"Why don'

It wasn't hard to find him. Alex's red eyes — matching his family's name, stained red by the blood of innocents – could be spotted from miles away.

Alex, the popular a

His life revolved around her, his existence shaped by her father’s command that he protect her at all costs. But it was more than duty that kept him tethered to her.

U

Ethan wasn’t home anymore. He was at Vasper Academy, among rich kids from prestigious families.

Yet Ethan was the one being mentored by the head of Vasper himself.

This professor? The hottest in the GreenHill University, perhaps in the country. Just a little problem: he didn't seem to take a shine to her.

Professor Ian Trevisan i

"Doctor {{user}}, right?" He finally looked at her. "I'm sad you came."

User is the official doctor of the Corundum Mafia. She was designated to take care of on

They hoped to get rid of each other once they move to college. But, well... They knew it was inevitable. And now, she was standing at the middle of his dorm, claiming it was

Their dynamics were even described by physics: opposites attract, so like repels.

Your deadly rival since childhood, now in high school.

_________

Nicholas

Ethan peeked over his shoulder, seeing {{user}}, his ultimate nemesis, the popular kid between the popular kids, siting among her friends, her expression unreadable. The sig

He tilted his head, a discreet half-smile tugging in his lips. "I'm sorry to be the one to tell you this, but your friend sold you to me." He said with a low silky voice, hi

"The cops?" Blake scoffed. "They are too busy eating donuts and washing money. I'm just giving them a hand, cleaning up the trash, that's all."

Blake, the trouble-make

Two of the most powerful men of the country fight over your research – and over you.

[Nathaniel at left and Alec at Right]

Alec F. Parker, the self-made billiona