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Frozen Hearts, Hidden Lies

Lina Chen wakes from a coma with her engagement ring, her ex-boyfriend's face in her mind, and no memory of the past two years. To her shock, a ring adorns her finger—not the one her ex gave her. A pair of twins call her "mama." And a devastatingly handsome CEO, Ethan Blackwood, claims to be her husband. She doesn't recognize any of them. Terrified and disoriented, Lina rejects this strange new life and returns to her family and her ex-boyfriend, Ryan—the man she believes she was about to marry. They welcome her with open arms. But something is wrong. Ryan is unusually close to her best friend, Chloe. Her parents dodge every question about Ethan. And no one can explain why she has a scar on her wrist or why she flinches at the sight of stairs. Then the memories begin to surface in fragments. A restraining order against Ryan. Chloe's hand on her back—pushing. A letter Lina wrote before the coma: "If I forget, find me. Don't give up." Lina secretly reconnects with Ethan and the twins. He doesn't pressure her to remember. He simply shows her evidence—videos, documents, a diary—that paints a horrifying picture: her coma wasn't an accident. Her memory loss was induced. And the people she trusts most are the ones who erased her. Now Lina must pretend she's still lost while piecing together the truth. Because the closer she gets to remembering, the closer someone gets to silencing her forever. She thought she woke to a nightmare. But the real nightmare is the life she's desperate to forget.
sarinavalentino7 · 40.7k Views

Mirror in the Dust

In the 170th year of Yong’an of the Great Wei Dynasty, a secret scandal broke out within a princely household, one that shook both the imperial court and the immortal sects alike. The only son of the Northern Garrison Prince, infamous throughout the realm as utterly worthless and rotten to the core, was in truth the lowly son of a stable slave, switched at birth years ago by the Demonic Sect. The real heir, meanwhile, turned out to be a true disciple of a Sage, newly appointed top Scholar, having already cultivated a breath of Righteous Qi of the Vast Heavens. For a time, all of Great Wei erupted in jubilation. People everywhere congratulated the princely household on rectifying the origin and returning to the source, on finally recovering their qilin-born prodigy. ....... “Yeah, it really is worth celebrating, if only this so-called fake heir weren’t me.” Gu Fangchen faced the Northern Garrison Prince and the true heir who had come to confront him, then glanced at the randomly assigned profession hovering above his head: [Emperor (1 day)] [Skill One: Mandate of Heaven (Passive)] [Skill Two: Power of Life and Death (Active)] That year, the Northern Garrison Princess Consort was still gentle as water, doting on her child to the point of indulgence. The Eldest Princess was cold as frost, proud and aloof, a single smile worth a fortune. The Younger Princess was sweet, foolishly adorable, obsessed with heroic young knights, and most of all despised shameless villains. The Grand Princess struck fear across battlefields as a peerless war god. The female State Preceptor could overturn clouds and rain with a mere turn of her hand. The moment Gu Fangchen opened his eyes, he knew it: He had transmigrated to become an emperor. Those who follow me shall prosper. Those who oppose me shall perish.
ExoEight_ · 51.6k Views

Gilded Ashes

"You will suffice." That's what whispered in Raizen's mind the night a Nyx slaughtered his village - right before the creature dissolved into golden ash at his feet. He doesn't know what spoke. He doesn't know why it chose him, or why it led him to an unconscious girl in the forest with no memory of who she is. All he knows is his parents are dead, his home is gone, and he's too weak to do anything about it. So he runs to the only place that'll take him: the Underworks. An underground city of rust and desperate souls living below Neoshima's gleaming walls, where Nyx hunters - Gravers - buy chipped weapons with their last coins and drag themselves back from contracts with missing limbs. Where a few come back and most disappear in the dark alleys. But Takeshi - a scarred veteran and legendary assassin with a mechanical arm and a wall full of mysteries - takes him in. Gives him a roof. Gives him a chance. Introduces him to the Rust Room, where a former Phalanx warrior named Kori teaches him the deadliest of weapons are nothing without the deadliest of techniques. Then Takeshi gives him a choice: stay in the Underworks and become another Graver with a death wish, or aim higher. Train for the Lotus Academy - where Vanguards learn to master Eon, the mysterious force that turns ordinary fighters into the only ones who can truly fight nightmares and live to see more. But the voice that saved him hasn't spoken since that night. And Raizen's starting to realize - it's still watching. [- On break until 8th May, will continue writing then -]
Sqair · 740.1k Views

Her Name Awakens a Slumbering Fate

WARNING: Some mature content!!! 18+ This is what you call Urbantasy.. Fantasy in an urban setting with a strong female lead -- a story riddled in mystery, magic, and a lot of sass. ======= CHAPTER 1 sneak peek! ======= The air between them tightened like a rope. Cael leaned closer, head tilting slightly, pulling at her waist again, smugness softened into something sharper and quieter. His eyes flicked to her lips then back to her eyes as if asking for permission he didn't need. Hunger of a different kind pumped through Cael. The hunger that Galathea unmistakably recognized as it pressed hard against her lower abs, forcing through the fabric as if it can tear through. At the sensation, Galathea's mouth parted before she could stop it. Her whole body screamed at her to either shove him away or close the last inch between their lips herself. ===== SYNOPSIS ===== Galathea Brooks spent her life surviving quietly -- counting inventory, enforcing rules, keeping her head down inside one of the most powerful art institutions in the city. It's a simple life because paint doesn't talk; power doesn't notice people like her. and names are just names. -- That is... until a painting remembered her. When ancient works buried beneath Artemis Art Gallery began to respond to Galathea's presence, she becomes the center of the system that's older than the building itself. A system that cataloged her long before she knew it existed. Her name is not a coincidence. It is a KEY. Cael Alexander, on the other hand, has always understood control. As Artemis' immaculate but dangerous CEO, he manages secrets like no other. He knows the gallery and its bowels more than anyone. He knows what's hidden; he knows what's awaken. What he didn't expect, however, was Galathea. As archaic works of art start to stir, boundaries fracture -- between observer and artifact, power and possession, restraint and desire. Every choice Galathea makes draws her deeper into fate that doesn't want permission... only acknowledgement. Mind you, awakenings don't ask when you're ready.
AweQoolT · 34.5k Views