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Love,Written In Ruins

Eloise thought her first heartbreak would end in tears. She was wrong. It ended in gasoline and a match. ​For two years, she’d loved him with a naive belief in "forever." He was her safe place—until she found the truth buried in his trash. Used condoms, the scent of betrayal still fresh. Then came the final blow: a call from a friend who’d spotted him at a restaurant with someone else. ​Eloise didn't just walk away; she crashed his dinner. She emptied a glass of wine over his face, slapped him until her palm burned, and threw the evidence of his infidelity at his chest. ​But heartbreak demanded a higher price. That night, her agony took the shape of a flickering flame. She watched his estate burn, waiting for the satisfaction to kick in. ​It never did. Because the house didn’t belong to her ex. ​It belonged to Luciano Solis De la Vega. ​A man whose name is whispered in the city's darkest corners. Ruthless. Powerful. Terrifyingly composed. Luciano doesn’t believe in mercy or insurance claims; he believes in collateral. And now, Eloise is the only asset he intends to collect. ​She is his debt. His punishment. His. ​Luciano is a master of control, a man who breaks beautiful things just to see them bend. But Eloise refuses to shatter. Every defiant glance and every tremor of fury awakens a dangerous obsession within him. ​Their nights are a war zone where hate collides with heat and punishment blurs into desire. But as the smoke clears, Eloise realizes the fire she started was only the beginning. Between jealous lovers and enemies disguised as friends, she is trapped in a world where even loyalty has teeth. ​When two broken souls collide, they don’t heal. They incinerate. ​From the ashes of betrayal, a new kind of love is written—not in promises, but in ruins.
Layla_Pearls · 92.8k Views

Multiverse game creator

Aaron was the perfect stereotype of the bedroom-dwelling otaku gamer. He’d played practically every game out there and binged movies and series like a machine. Naturally, that made him the prime candidate to become the Multiverse's video game creator! Ahem... let’s rewind for a second, please. Right now, I’m facing a bit of a blunder… Aaron, the poor kid, is dead. And it’s probably my fault. Well, no, it was all part of the plan, of course! How could I—the almighty and magnificent Creator of all things—ever make a mistake? Yes, that’s it: I specifically brought the soul of dear Aaron here to entrust him with a mission of the utmost importance: creating video games across the Multiverse! (A bit of a shaky premise with no real goal, you might say? Well, yeah, I just made that up on the spot. No one can ever find out that I sneezed and accidentally caused poor Aaron’s death—my legendary dignity is at stake here.) PS: The story might feel a lot like "Marvel Game Maker" at first. That’s normal, I took some inspiration from it, but don't worry—the plot will head in its own direction very quickly, especially regarding the games developed and the worlds visited. I’m looking forward to your feedback, positive or negative, and above all, I hope you have a great time reading my story. Starting World: MARVEL Starting Game: League of Legends Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, stories, or universes mentioned in this fanfiction (Marvel, League of Legends, John Wick, Naruto, etc.). All rights belong to their respective owners. This story is for entertainment purposes only. I only own my original character (Aaron) and the specific plot of this story.
azarode · 86.6k Views