The Luna for the Archduke
Alessia's heart is shattered at her debut. The crown prince had promised her love, but has announced another as his fiancée, Magenta, Alessia's sister, who has always despised her for being the daughter of a concubine. Alessia must now marry the great Archduke, a man with a reputation for murdering his fiancées, but not everything is as they say, those are just stories and Alessia will soon discover what secrets are hidden in the Archduchy, she will even find out who she really is...
The Don's Renegade Wife
Eight years of a frigid marriage, eight years as the target of Donato Santori’s contempt—the feared Don of Cosa Nostra. For Fiorella, becoming a Santori was a death sentence in life. Blamed by her father for her mother’s death and humiliated by a manipulative sister, she found in her husband only the echo of rejection.
Donato saw her as a shallow, hysterical woman, blinded by Alessa’s lies. What he never knew was that Fiorella’s silence hid deep scars: the grief of mysterious miscarriages he never witnessed.
Now, the contract has ended. The reason? The lack of an heir. Free from her chains, Fiorella vanishes to start anew. But fate holds a secret: she did not leave alone. When Donato finally opens his eyes and decides he cannot live without the woman he neglected, he discovers she carries the future of the mafia in her womb. He wants her forgiveness, but Fiorella only wants distance from the man who shattered her heart.
After the Divorce, My Ex-Husband Begs for My Return
When Bruno sent someone to deliver the divorce papers to the hospital and forced her to sign them, her heart... shattered completely.
Fine. Divorce? So be it! She decided to throw all her past deep love away.
Years later, three little angels, delicate as dolls, appeared at the Capital International Airport, causing a great commotion…
She threw herself wholeheartedly into her career, raising plump, healthy, and adorable children.
But after they reunited, wherever she went, Bruno followed close behind.
Don’t Stop Talking
Kai had a habit of choosing the same seat every evening in the metro. Not because it was special but because it saved him the trouble of thinking. Same metro, same time, same corner near the window. E
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A Bizarre Journey ep 8: They pressed copy and paste
The café was quiet, with soft lo-fi music playing in the background and the smell of freshly ground coffee hanging in the air. I sat across from Tram at a small wooden table near the window, my hands
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Competition
Every twenty years, the village of Doddapur held the same terrifying meeting. The elders would gather in the temple hall, light twelve candles, ring a bronze bell, and announce with dramatic sadness:
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Felt, Not Heard
The bass had no sound. Leo had owned the instrument for sixteen years and had never once let it be heard past his own headphones. He played late, after his shift at the electronics store, when the ap
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