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The heavy door of the lecture hall thudded shut behind me, the sound carrying a sense of satisfaction that hummed through my veins. Jasmine's laughter chimed in beside me, her body pressed against mine as if drawn by some unspoken gravitational pull. Her perfume—light, floral, and expensive—clung to my senses like a familiar blanket. I tightened my arm around her waist, relishing the attention from the guys who offered their congratulations on last night’s game-winning goal. "Did you see…
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10.9 K • Ongoing
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I was floating on the waves of sleep, my subconscious drifting towards the lighthouse of Nate's soul. The dream began as they always did, with the golden warmth of sunlight kissing my skin. I watched Nate from a distance, his laughter carrying on the wind like a melody only I could hear. He was on holiday, somewhere in Poland and I was thrilled that he could be so close to me. When I saw he was planning his trip near my village, I almost couldn't sleep from excitement. I reveled in the way his eyes…
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11.4 K • Ongoing
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I stood there for a moment, just breathing in the stale air of Scarlet's room, feeling the weight of my new reality pressing down on me. This wasn't just a room; it was a crypt, a mausoleum where the remnants of a girl's life lay scattered like forgotten relics. And I was the unwilling archaeologist tasked with sifting through the ruins. Methodically, I began to explore the space. The room was a canvas of teenage rebellion and hidden depths. Band posters adorned the walls, their edges curling away from…
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7.1 K • Ongoing
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The student hall was a blur of flashing lights, pounding music, and the low hum of voices. I hovered on the edge of the crowd, the black dress Lila had lent me feeling both too tight and too loose at the same time. Tugging at the hem absently, I scanned the sea of unfamiliar faces, trying to quiet the nerves churning in my stomach. The beat of the music thrummed through my veins, almost drowning out the nagging sense of unease curling in my chest. Almost. “Relax!” Lila shouted over the…
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7.9 K • Ongoing
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I can't recall the exact moment when my role in Darcy's life shifted from passive observer to her silent guardian. Perhaps it was the subtle shift in her expression when she thought no one was watching, or the way her shoulders tensed when certain guests lingered too long. Whatever it was, it ignited a fierce protective streak within me that refused to be ignored. I began my covert operations with small acts of kindness. I fixed the loose floorboard in the hallway that had caused her to stumble more than…
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77.2 K • Completed
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The monotony of summer was beginning to gnaw at me, the same four walls of my room closing in with each passing day. The air felt stagnant, heavy with the scent of uneventful days and hidden potential waiting to be unleashed. I needed a change of scenery, a breath of fresh air, and more than anything, I needed to shake things up with Xavier. His presence had a way of turning even the most mundane activities into thrilling escapades, and I found myself craving that spark of excitement he consistently…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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When I was nineteen, I heard whispers in the undercurrent of the city, hushed tones that spoke of the McCarthy estate and the positions they were seeking to fill. The rumors of high pay and the chance to step inside the hallowed halls of one of the most influential families in the region were too tempting to ignore. It was an opportunity that seemed tailor-made for someone in my precarious situation, someone who needed to blend in, to become invisible in plain sight. The decision to apply was an easy one.…
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77.2 K • Completed
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“Honey, I’m home!” I called out, throwing my bag at my feet as soon as I entered the door and threw my hands in the air. An older woman walked around the corner with a kind smile on her face. “I’m happy to see you, Xavier dear.” “You too, Mrs. Carter.” I grinned. She tutted and swatted the air in front of her, causing the air to swat me on the shoulder. “You know better. Carissa or mom. None of this Mrs. Carter nonsense. It makes me feel far too old.” “You know, my life…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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I was the youngest of three, born into the cramped confines of a lower-middle-class life. My siblings and I shared everything—a small room, hand-me-down clothes, and the weight of our parents' expectations. From a young age, I learned to be resourceful, to make do with what we had, and to never ask for more. Intelligence was my currency, the one thing I could claim as my own amidst the constant comparison to my brother and sister. But it was my alpha heritage that truly set me apart. It was a blazing…
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77.2 K • Completed
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“I’m sorry,” Silas said as he twirled a strand of my hair between his fingers. He brought me back outside to watch the sunset and get some fresh air. Ever since the day when he found me buried in the makeshift nest I created in their guest room, it seemed like he wouldn’t leave me alone. He became my shadow, always there when I woke and the last thing I’d see before going to sleep. He never slept in my bed, judging by the faded scent on the sheets, but he was always there before I woke up, there…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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