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THE DARKEST PROMISE

Chloe Hart has always lived a quiet life — working hard, staying out of trouble, and avoiding the chaos that seems to follow other people. She believes in simple things: honesty, stability, and safety. But when she moves to Paris for a new job, her life becomes anything but ordinary. One night, while attending a high-end event, Chloe meets Lucas Vale, a mysterious billionaire known for his power, influence, and dangerous reputation. He is handsome, charming, and cold — a man who keeps everyone at a distance. When Lucas approaches Chloe, she feels an instant connection… and an undeniable fear. He doesn’t look like a man who falls in love. He looks like a man who controls everything. Lucas offers Chloe a deal she can’t refuse: work for him, and he will protect her from the threats that have been stalking her. Chloe is unsure if she can trust him, but she has no choice — danger is already closing in. As Chloe enters Lucas’s world, she discovers a hidden side of Paris — a world of luxury, power, and dark secrets. Lucas’s mansion, his business empire, and his mysterious allies are all part of a life Chloe never imagined. But there is something else hiding beneath Lucas’s cold exterior — a past filled with betrayal, violence, and a promise he made years ago that still haunts him. And the closer Chloe gets to Lucas, the more she realizes that the danger she’s running from is not just outside. It’s inside the man she’s falling for. Someone is watching Chloe. Someone wants her silenced. And Lucas will stop at nothing to protect her — even if it means losing everything he has built. As Chloe’s heart becomes entangled with Lucas’s dark world, she must choose between safety and love. Because in a world where secrets are weapons and promises are deadly, the only thing more dangerous than falling in love… is trusting the person who holds your life in their hands.
99novels · 1.1k Views

Gold Seat

"Choi Minjae!" Mr. Choi's furious voice thundered through the living room as he glared at his youngest daughter. Minjae stood opposite him, arms folded tightly against her chest, her own glare unwavering. "What?" she scoffed mockingly. "Did I say something wrong? Do you hate me even more now that I know the secret you all swore your lives to keep?" She dropped the thin file she was holding onto the table. "I honestly thought it was a lie at first," she continued, her eyes darting from face to face. "I thought... even if my family hated me, they wouldn't go that far. But it seems I underestimated just how deep that hatred runs." "Minjae-ah…" her mother called tiredly, her voice trembling. "Please… just stop." Tears filled Mrs. Kim's eyes. She was exhausted, worn down by the endless arguments. But Minjae had no intention of stopping. "Grandfather willed the organization to me!," Minjae snapped. "Out of everyone around him, he chose me. Not even his own son." A small, disbelieving smirk curved her lips. "And what did Father do?" she continued coldly. "He hid it from me… then handed it over to my sister. So now I'm the bad guy for asking back what already belongs to me?" "Enough!" Min-Sol finally stepped in. "You know now! We admit it, the organization was willed to you. But was it really then necessary to shut down the construction project that had been going on for over a month now? Do you have any idea how long it took me to secure that deal?!" Her voice cracked, not from rage, but disappointment. She knew her sister would go to extreme lengths to prove a point, but this… this was too much. "I don't care how long it took," Minjae replied coolly. "I guess i just needed to flex my authority a little. Watching everyone follow my orders, even when you're the official chair woman, made me realize something." She laughed bitterly. "That i was the only fool in the dark. Everyone else knew. Everyone, except me. Cast aside by my own family." She turned fully toward Min-Sol. "Maybe I wouldn't have been so surprised if this was Father's doing alone," Minjae said quietly. "But you?" She tilted her head slightly. "Don't you think you're being a little too greedy?" "What…?" Min-Sol breathed. "Of course Father would hand all his assets to you, his one and only favorite daughter," Minjae continued calmly. "But even the single company Grandpa left me… you wanted that too?" Min sol eyes hardened. "Do you realize that company was never meant for our family alone? That in the wrong hands, everything we have could be stripped away." "So I'm the 'wrong hand,' and you're the 'right' one?" Minjae let out a soft, humorless laugh. "I'm supposed to be grateful that you've been warming my seat and running my company on my behalf?" She clapped slowly, mock applause filling the room. "Fine. I'll admit it, you've done a great job, Truly. Now step down. I'll take over from here." "Never!" Mr. Choi roared. "That will never happen! The day you take that company is the day I die!" Minjae took a step forward, her smile widening. "Good," she said calmly. "Then I suggest you hurry. I'm already running out of patience." She added and next thing a slap landed across her cheek. The sound echoed through the mansion, Mrs. Kim's trembling hand hung in the air as silence swallowed the room. A faint gasp could be heard. Min-Sol, who hadn't been slapped, looked more shocked than Minjae herself. She had expected retaliation… but not from her mother. The calmest person in the family. "How dare you say such cruel thing!" Mrs. Kim shouted, pointing angrily at her daughter. Minjae slowly turned her head, touching her cheek. "I'm sorry, Mom," she said with a twisted smile. "Did I say it wrong?" She asked as silence failed the air, Suddenly, she grabbed a flower vase from the table and hurled violently it to the floor as it Crash loudly, the porcelain shattered violently as everyone jolted backward. "Let me rephrase then" Minjae gritted. "I hope
ChizzyChrissy · 3.4k Views

teenage unforgettable love

This novel is a heartfelt exploration of teenage love, friendship, and betrayal, rooted in memories of childhood innocence and the painful beauty of growing up. The story begins with simple days—carefree laughter, shared secrets, friendships formed without conditions, and emotions felt for the first time. Childhood is painted in warm memories, where promises are made easily and trust feels unbreakable. But as the characters step into their teenage years, innocence slowly fades, replaced by confusion, desire, and emotional complexity. At its core, the novel follows a group of teenagers whose lives are tightly bound by friendship and unspoken love. As time moves forward, misunderstandings, ego, jealousy, and silence begin to creep in. Bonds that once felt permanent start to weaken. Love becomes complicated. Friendships are tested. Truths are hidden, and betrayal leaves scars deeper than expected. The story captures the reality of teenage life—first love that feels eternal, friendships that feel like home, and the quiet heartbreak of realizing that not everyone grows in the same direction. With each passing year, emotional distances grow, and the closeness they once shared slowly slips through their fingers. Inspired by the author’s real-life experiences, this novel reflects the bittersweet truth that growing up often means losing a part of our innocence. Yet within the pain lies growth, understanding, and memories that never truly fade. This is not just a story of love lost or friendship broken—it is a mirror to the lives we once lived and the people we once were.
cheerfullife47 · 3.3k Views

A Badboy Love

WARNING NOTICE: The story is R18 , no one 17 or under should read this. Luca gazed at her, his eyes burning with desire, and Melissa felt a shiver run down her spine. "You're so beautiful," he whispered, his voice husky with need, with a sharp movement he take off his clothes, leaned closer to her lips. She smiled, her fingers tracing the lines of his face, her thumb brushing over his lips. "You're not so bad yourself," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper, that was a only full sentence she spoke. He chuckled, the sound low and rough, and his mouth claimed hers again, the kiss deepening, becoming more intense. His fingers slid between her legs, parting her, finding the wet heat of her, and she gasped, her body arching up to meet him. "Luca," she whispered, his name a prayer, a plea, a promise. He growled, his hips surging forward, his p*nis pressing against her entrance playful, she felt a rush of excitement, of anticipation. He was ready , he was going to take her, to claim her, to make her his, and she was ready to let him, to surrender to the desire that burned between them. His mouth traced a path of fire from her lips to her throat, to the swell of her breast. His hands learned her, worshiped her, drawing gasps and sighs that were her only language, every touch was a confession, every kiss a vow. When he finally entered her, it was with a slow, devastating fullness that made her cry out, her eyes flying open to find his gaze locked on hers, she never imagined the pain, in a sure motion he thrust into her slowly, let her accommodate the size of his C*ck, she screamed with a feeling of unfamiliar pain ,building up something inside of her. Even though her eyes , flickered tears ,her moans was evident of what she's starting to feel as she arched off the bed. The shock had melted into something raw and open, a vulnerability she knew he showed no one else. "Look at me," he commanded, his voice rough with emotion. "*Solo a me.*" Only at me. And she did, his eyes staring hers, as their bodies began to move in a rhythm as old as time, their gazes held. It was more intimate than the joining of their bodies. It was a soul-deep recognition. DEAR READERS, YOUR COMMENTS AND REVIEWS MEANS EVERYTHING. HOPE YOU WILL ENJOY THE STORY CHAPTERS.
Ivony_Wshker · 6.7k Views

To Soothe A Dying Sun…(BL)

╭──────༺♡༻──────╮ “What happened to ‘Yes, Your Highness’?” A cold voice asked. “What happened to your dignity as a prince?” Elias shot back in anger. He knew he was being unreasonable but he had to be. That was too close. The prince’s hand moved faster than sight. He hooked two fingers under Elias’s chin and jerked him forward. Elias felt the heat crawl up his neck. His face went traitorously red. Their breath mingled. Up close, the prince looked like a predator. A pretty handsome one. ╰──────༺♡༻──────╯ In the halls of Ravenholm Academy, status is measured by efficiency, and magic is a tool for the elite. Elias Thornbloom, a second-year student from a fallen noble house, wants none of that status. With his moss-green hair and silver eyes, Elias is the ghost who views his powers as something to use mainly for his family and to help the plants. His only goal is to restore his family’s tarnished name and return to the quiet orchards of family and grandmother. But the plan for silence of Elias’s life is shattered in the same space he thought was safe. Cassian Thalorin, the perfect and lethal Crown Prince, is dying. He is the victim of a parasitic ancient plant curse that feeds on royal magic. To the King, his father, an inefficient heir is a liability; to Cassian’s ambitious brother, Zayne, the curse is an opportunity to steal the throne. The pact they made was simple. ‘Heal me. You and your family gets to live in peace.’ But what happens when the lines begin to blur? ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ https://discord.gg/HA8vDUkmhf discord server for my books hi guys! it’s me again I used my previous book to learn a lot of things so this one will definitely be better than the last. I’m putting so much effort into this one so please support me okay? I want this as a career
precious_mcay · 1.7k Views