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The way back to us

Elara and Jonas met in their early youth from school to sharing ice cream in a small café, their eyes still filled with the colors of first love. When he pulled his chair closer and whispered, "Will you be my girlfriend?" she nodded shyly, and his first kiss felt like a promise. It was everything she ever dreamed of. Seven years later, that dream has shattered. Elara Stoddard is a successful architect at Phoenix Architects, known for her precision and control. But behind closed doors—and inside her own head—she is unraveling. Plates smash against walls. Tears come without warning. Her husband, Jonas, has become a stranger who shares her home, her daughter, and her history, but none of her present. The divorce, when it comes, isn't loud. It's quiet. Exhausted. Two people who once promised forever now too tired to fight for it. They part with a single, fragile bridge between them: their daughter, Lucy. For years, they navigate the careful choreography of co-parenting—school pickups, birthday parties, phone calls where Lucy reports, "Daddy says he misses me." Elara buries herself in work. Jonas, she hears, buries himself in his writing. They become parallel lines, close enough to see each other but never touching. Until a crisis forces them back under one roof. In the relentless proximity of shared parenthood, the carefully buried past begins to surface. Not the fights. Not the blame. But the small things: the way he still makes coffee the way she likes it. The way she still laughs at his worst jokes. The way Lucy looks at them both and asks questions no child should have to ask. "Do you miss him too, Mommy?" Elara doesn't have an answer. Not one she can say out loud. Because somewhere beneath the pain, beneath the years of silence and separation, something else is stirring. Not the reckless rush of first love—they're too old, too wounded for that. But something quieter. Deeper. A recognition of the people they've become in each other's absence. He calls her Lara now—the old nickname she hasn't heard in years. It means hearth. Home. And every time he says it, she feels something crack open inside her. But trust is not a door that opens twice. And the question Lucy asked—the question Elara asks herself every night—refuses to be silenced: Can you ever really go back? And if you try, will you destroy the fragile peace you've built for your daughter? Or will you finally find the way back to us ? --- THE WAY BACK TO US is a profoundly moving novel about love after loss, marriage after divorce, and the brave, messy work of choosing each other again—not because the past never happened, but because the future is still worth fighting for.
Parastata · 486 Views

THE AMETHYST SKY

THE AMETHYST SKY: 12 Years of Silence, 1 Night of Betrayal "I spent twelve years in hell to build her a palace. I returned to find she had turned my sacrifice into another man’s throne." Andrei was a ghost. To the world, he was just another migrant worker in a cold, grey city. To himself, he was a bridge—a bridge of gold connecting his grueling labor to the dream of a home for his wife, Cristina, and his daughter, Medeea. He skipped meals. He slept on iron beds. He wore the same rags for a decade, sending every hard-earned cent back home. He was building a "Palace." He was fulfilling his "Sacred Duty." But the gate he finally reached wasn't his to open. When the heavy oak doors of the mansion he paid for swung wide, it wasn't his daughter’s laughter that greeted him. It was the smirk of a stranger. “You must be the neighbor,” the man said. “Your lot is next door.” Andrei turned to look. Where his house should have been, there was only a barren wasteland of thistles and mud. His money hadn't built a home for his child—it had funded his wife’s secret life with a lover. Left with nothing but the clothes on his back and a shattered heart, Andrei is about to learn that some debts are paid in blood, and some fortunes are found in the ashes. In the darkest hour of his soul, a forgotten light flickers. Natalia—the woman with the "amethyst aura" he once turned away from—is still there. And Medeea, the daughter he thought he lost, holds the key to a world no lie can ever destroy. Witness the rise, the fall, and the ultimate redemption. This is not just a story of betrayal. It is the awakening of a soul.
Dronic_Constantin · 632 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 · 133.4k 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 · 247.3k Views

Bitter Sweet Love with My Stepbrother CEO

Yvette Matthews had a great early childhood. She had loving parents that has given her a great life. Her father was a 5-star master chef while her mother was a well known patissier in the culinary world. Her life was great but all of that changed when her parents got into a car accident and died. Yvette was orphaned at a tender age of six years old. In her parent’s wake, a middle aged man with his ten year old son came. He told Yvette that he was her parents’ friend from college and was willing to adopt Yvette. Her having no next of kin and rather than her going into foster care, the adults in the foster agency agreed after checking the man’s background. It was known that the middle aged man was the CEO of a large 5-star hotel and restaurant group that not only operated in the country but around the world. Yvette lived a life as a princess being doted by her stepfather and stepbrother. Even though she lived a life full of luxury, she stayed humble and studied hard to be a good chef and patissier like her parents. She loved her new family, and she harbored romantic feelings with her stepbrother, Joseph Hamilton. Something she kept a secret since she knew her feelings cannot be reciprocated. But all of that changed when her stepfather died of old age. When the lawyer of his stepfather read his last will leaving seventy percent of his fortune to Yvette including the rights to the Hamilton hotels. This shocked many especially her stepbrother, Joseph, since he was only left with thirty percent. But there was a clause in the will, that Jospeh could be the CEO if he marries Yvette and they produce an heir. Her life started to turn gray since Joseph was forced to leave his current girlfriend whom Yvette knew he loved so much and marry her to get the CEO title. Joseph’s kindness and pampering turned into hate and disgust. He became cold and aloof, coming home late and going to work early in the morning. Yvette’s only solace was the son she bore with Joseph on their wedding night. She poured all of her love to her little son. But fate was cruel to her once again when she found out that Joseph was seeing his ex-girlfriend once again. Hearing from someone that they were meeting in a hotel room, she mustered the courage to confront them. Yvette saw the ex-girlfriend in the hotel room wearing sexy lingerie. They got in the heated argument. “Seph does bot love you.” The ex-girlfriend said. “He just married you to get the position that should be rightfully his!” She shouted. “Do you not think I know that?!” Shouted Yvette. “But he is still married to me!” The two were pulling each other’s hair in the hotel balcony which is located at the 43rd floor. They both went over the railed in the heat of the moment and they were holding for dear life. “Dianne!” Joseph voice was heard inside the hotel room. “S-Seph!” The ex-girlfriend shouted. “Help me!” “Dianne!” Joseph was alarmed to see her hanging on the balcony. “Yvette? Why are you here?!” He sounded surprised. “H-Help me.” Yvette cried. “Hold on! I am going to get you out.” Joseph said but he pulled his ex-girlfriend first and took off his coat to put on to her. Yvette’s heart was crushed. She knew in that time that who Joseph really loved was Dianne and not her. This erased all of her hope on being loved and had let go. She felt her body falling for a long time. Yvette’s body felt light and she thought that she had now thrown all of her guilt and the burden in the loveless relationship. She wished that in her next life, she would not have this kind of love once again. But then she opened her eyes once again, to the day when the lawyer would read her stepfather’s last will. “I will changed my fate.” Yvette thought. “In this life, I will not be drowned in a loveless marriage with my stepbrother.”
Les01 · 182.5k Views