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The Shape of What We Never Said

Elara Voss arrives in the coastal city of Valenreach believing she has chosen a life defined by clarity, reason, and careful ambition. Quiet, observant, and emotionally restrained, she trusts structure more than impulse and silence more than confession. It is in Valenreach’s old libraries and slow, thoughtful rhythms that she meets Rowan Hale—an introspective, perceptive man whose presence unsettles her precisely because it asks nothing of her and yet sees too much. Their connection forms gradually, built on conversations that drift toward meaning and silences that speak more than words. What begins as intellectual companionship deepens into a profound emotional intimacy neither is willing to name. Both believe in timing, in responsibility, in not disrupting lives—including their own. When Rowan leaves Valenreach for a future that promises stability but not fulfillment, neither speaks the truth they both recognize. What remains between them is unfinished. Years pass. Elara builds a respectable life shaped by practicality and social expectation, mistaking emotional quiet for contentment. Rowan finds success elsewhere, yet carries with him the persistent sense of having abandoned something essential. Though they are separated by distance and time, their bond survives as memory and comparison—an unspoken measure against which all other connections fall short. When circumstance draws them back into each other’s lives, they are older, more guarded, and burdened by choices already made. The love they never claimed now demands acknowledgment, but honesty comes with consequences neither can avoid. As long-suppressed truths surface, Elara and Rowan must confront what love means when it arrives late—and whether recognizing it is enough. The Shape of What We Never Said is a quiet, devastating romance about timing, restraint, and the courage it takes to speak when silence has become habit. It explores how lives are shaped not only by the choices we make, but by the words we leave unsaid—and what remains after truth is finally spoken.
TanY · 973 Views

"My reason to live"

"I love you, okay?" ... her voice broke as she stared up at Nur's face. His eyes widened, chest tightening as he stared back at her, at the magnitude of her words. Tears clung to Ayse's lashes, his wife who he supposedly contract married. From the very first day they locked eyes, he loved her but not even for a second, he would have thought she would fall for him. This was Deniz Nur Hakan--The sole heir to the multibillion-dollar company, he who built empires with his bare hands. He had ice in his veins and ruled with an iron fist. Men trembled under his gaze; women drove to him.  A man whose ears were deaf to the pleadings of many. Some called him a bastard, and for some he was just their "son"  His father, Emre Yousef Hakan--A tyrant man. He handed Nur the keys to the Hakan's estate. Well pleased and trusted that his son will continue his tyrannical reign. After the funeral ceremony, his mother had come to him.  Conversing to him on estate matters and the "future" "How his job wasn't only proceeding his father's company but to also produce an heir" Nur stared at his mother's unreadable face; he shook his head and sternly rejected even a thought on such matters.  Though months passed. One faithful night, he received the news.  "Mr. Hakan, your mother has passed away" Nur was left heartbroken; he fled from U.K and quickly arrived at Istanbul via his private jet.  The car clicked opened as he made his way in the magnificent "Hakan estate" Where he would find his "relatives" people who they had lost connection to the very day his parents married. They weren't well off back then yet lived happily.  He paid them no mind and walked towards the center where his mom's coffin was.  Clutching around the fine wood, tears sprung out. His mother, the only one who he could rest his head on the shoulders, lazily talk about his day. She had left him. The funeral has ended. Meanwhile Nur sat at his study, blue eyes flickering under the warm glow. Just then--the door clicked, there entered, Ali Demir, his father's advisor, now his. The silver-haired man walked to him, hands clutching at piles of documents. He then conversed to him on the future and that to attain his will, he must marry. Nur's face turned pale, marriage--A chapter that he had closed long ago. After his previous marriage in Ankara to his childhood sweetheart--Eylul Aydin. He remembered her end--how his father mercilessly unlived her and their unborn child. Nur had also rejected this idea prior to his mother's death. Yet--Ali continued, "the bride had also been selected" His jaw flexed as he raked his eyes at him, "Did you...? Ali shook his head, "I wouldn't dare... if it wasn't the very own wish of Mrs. Hakan" Nur sighed, a part of him was uninterested and the other part? --merely curious to who it was. Ali continued, the bride is from one of the Kaplan family branches. "Who...is it? Nur's voice came out, flustered. Ali's mouth parted, "Ayse Azra Yildiz" His eyes widened, his chest tightened. To be continued>>>>>>>>>>
DeryaYildirim · 11k Views

CHRISTMAS: Billionaire's Contract For Pleasure And Pain

WARNING ⚠️: This book contains sex scenes and mature contents not fit for readers below 18+. If you love steamy romances and emotional stories, this book is the one. By day, Damon follows her rules in the kitchen: chopping, kneading, burning his fingers, and surviving her sharp mouth. By night, she follows his. Damon Blackwell is a cold, dangerous billionaire who hates Christmas, women, and anything that smells like joy. Haunted by tragedy and trauma, and memories of the girl he once loved and lost, he lives like a machine: money, control, and pleasure without attachment. Then his grandparents and three ruthless brothers dare him to do the impossible: Live like a normal man for 12 days to Christmas: no staff, no luxuries, no protection, no control and no bad temper. He has to change and be easygoing with investors. Fail, and he loses the biggest business deal of his life. Indulgence is over for him. The only place Damon knows he can grab survival? A small-town Christmas cooking competition hosted by that one woman who broke his heart years ago. Merry Steele never expected to see Damon again. The man she left without a word. The man who haunted her dreams after she broke his heart back now stands in her kitchen offering a deal she can’t refuse: Cook for him. Sleep with him. Pretend to be his fiancée until the end of the year. The pay is tempting. The temptation is even greater. Before Christmas, can they resist the heat, desire, and lingering love they once shared and keep it strictly business? As family obligations, enemies, and a high-profile Christmas ball close in, Damon and Merry must correct old heartbreak, passion, and dangerous feelings. Will Damon ever forgive his fuckmate? Can Merry resist the billionaire who once stole her heart… or will old flames burn hotter than ever under the snow, the lights, and the Christmas feelings?
Viané · 4.4k Views

Billionaires' Regret: My Ex's Nemesis Fathering My Triplets

[Mature Content R18+] [Slow-Burn Dark Romance] Two days before my wedding, my fiancé told me he would marry my twin sister, because it was her dying wish. My family, his family, everyone dear to me, turned me into a villain for being defiant. The decision was final. The bride had changed. They forced me into a golden cage, waiting for my turn to be another substitute. Then he came. The man who should have been my enemy offered his hand. Led us into one wild night. "Be my wife. Six years. Let's have a contract for exactly that long." "You lost your mind. You promised-" "And I'll give you five years. You can be free. Do whatever you want with the Kingston name. I promised that." "Wh... what?" "But you must promise me, you will be back, and let's live like we burn for each other in that last year." "Rafael... what are you planning to?" "Get things back to their right place." I was tired of being anyone's pawn. So, I play my own game. Five years later, I am back. Revenge is an understatement. The price for my suffering is due. My children keep asking for their father. They'll meet him soon, but there's a problem:  I’m not sure who the real father is. "Viona... I never stop loving you. Tell me they are my flesh, right? I want you back. I want us back." My ex-fiancé shamelessly pleaded before me. "They are mine. The four of them are mine." And there he was, my contracted husband declared with a glare that was ready to burn the whole society down. This should be a simple game of power. But love always meddles between the players. ====== Author's Note: This Novel is a character-driven plot with slow-burn smut. Every character has their own motivation and is layered. Every choice has no easy way out. If you enjoy slow burn, this might be to your liking. Please read all the free chapters before you decide to continue or not. Thank you for giving this story a chance.
DP_RINN · 102.9k Views

The Whole Internet is Shipping Me with My Ex-Boyfriend

The whole internet is shipping me with my ex-boyfriend National film emperor, Chi Yu, lived up to his name, like a gentle breeze or bright moon. One day, rumors spread that he had a girlfriend whom he pampered for years. Media reporters scrambled to interview him, but his indifferent face in front of the camera said: Just rumors. Entertainment industry big shot, Gu Yuan, is rich, beautiful, well-connected, and has a boyfriend who loves and spoils her, Chi Yu. The outside world doesn't know that Gu Yuan had once spent a fortune to support Chi Yu's debut, making him quickly rise to fame, only for him to now turn around and dump her, truly heartless. - Not long after, Gu Yuan healed herself, quickly moving on from the emotional shadow, becoming indifferent and cold-hearted, never considering any man again. Chi Yu stood by the seaside, still like a gentle breeze or bright moon, but there was a persistent emotion in his eyes: "What will it take for you to forgive me?" Gu Yuan responded with a smile, pointing at the tumultuous sea: "Jump in. If you die, I'll forgive you, after all, the dead deserve respect." Chi Yu: "..." - That day, a video went viral all over the internet—a clip inadvertently captured Gu Yuan showing up on an outdoor reality show for a few seconds, where she was lying on a tree asleep, while Chi Yu gazed up at her affectionately. Initially, the whole internet was calm: Not shipping! Absolutely not shipping! Eventually, the whole internet exploded: Please, someone hold my head down and let me ship fervently! (A truly beautiful and rich heroine X a truly regretful hero chasing his wife in a crematorium)
Nanxi Bu Xi · 140.5k Views

Can We Say No to Divorce?

Bei Ran lay on the operating table, Gu Qingchen was her surgeon. His eyes, deep as the Aegean Sea, gazed at her: "Honey, it's been four years since we got married, and you're still afraid of me?" Honey? Last night he already threw a divorce agreement at her, what right does he have to call her that? In City A, Gu Qingchen is a long-lasting legend. He is a leading figure in the medical field and a major shareholder in a Fortune 500 company, capable of great influence in the business world. He only needed an obedient wife. Bei Ran was so 'obedient' that he never had to worry. The four-year marriage was just a matter of agreement, but who is the one lingering endlessly after the divorce? She accidentally fell into water at a wedding she was hosting, he said: "Beg me, you know I'm always responsive to your demands!" "Gu Qingchen, we're divorced!" Bei Ran couldn't stand it anymore! He laughed coldly: "Bei Ran, we've been married for four years, you have a five-year-old daughter, do you really want to die here?" Bei Ran was shocked, he knew? Would he fight her for her daughter? Gu Qingchen could never have imagined that the chubby little bun in front of him was actually his biological daughter! "Bei Ran, you hid it from me for five years, always flawlessly obedient before me, tell me, how should I punish you?" Gu Qingchen raised a bloodthirsty smile. Could she possibly not tell him there is also a son who looks just like him! Theater Version: The teacher informed Bei Ran that her son had used a scalpel in school to investigate the cause of death of poisoned small animals. Her daughter was causing a stir in school with her stock trading. In her anger, she said, "No one to take you to school today, take the bus yourselves." The daughter sought help from Gu Qingchen but got no response, so she said: "Yesterday, a pretty aunt stayed in Dad's office for an hour, and her skirt was super short." The twins truly had a shared understanding; the son said: "The station manager hugged Mom yesterday, even kissed her cheek, and said he would never let go!" Bei Ran and Gu Qingchen spoke in unison: "Trying to sow discord, you're still too naive, go to school yourselves!" The siblings shouldered their backpacks and went to take the bus, while the couple returned to the bedroom, closing the door behind them. She leapt onto him, her fiery temper on full display: "You actually stayed with that woman for an entire hour?" He was overbearingly domineering: "Damn it, which part of you did he kiss, I will seal his mouth with a scalpel!"
Lazy Color · 242.6k Views