Romance
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CHAPTER ONE I jolted awake to the blaring sound of my alarm, my body protesting as if I’d only just closed my eyes. Blinking against the faint morning light, I took in the familiar yet still strange surroundings. This place didn’t quite feel like home yet. Groaning, I buried my head under the pillow, clinging to the last scraps of sleep. After a few moments, I forced myself to sit up, rubbing the haze from my eyes, and dragged my feet across the cool wooden floor toward the bathroom.
By Susan Mwangi607about a year ago in Chapters
The Curious Case of the Missing Heart
In the sleepy town of Willowbrook, love was usually a predictable affair. Couples met at the local bakery over a shared fondness for cinnamon rolls or at the annual harvest dance, where too much cider fueled bold declarations of affection. But nothing could have prepared anyone for the whirlwind romance—and mystery—that engulfed Clara Mayfield and Jasper Cole.
By Georgia M.about a year ago in Chapters
Love in the rain
The "Midnight Moon sign lit up the wet street. Inside, though the air was scented with cheap whiskey and despair, it felt all the same. Rain lashed against the windows mirroring the storm that brewed in Elara. She sipped her martini, the olives settled at the bottom. Opposite her, Liam's already tired face seemed to have been shaped by some familiar weariness. He drew pictures on the foggy glass, still deep in thoughts "It's over between us, Elara," he said, rumbling low, but still breaking the loud silence between them. "We both know that." Elara's bright, mischievous eyes had lost their spark. "I know," she whispered in her soft voice, and the word was swallowed by the sad jazz pouring out of the corner, her eyes a little watery. Their love story was a whirlwind - chance encounter in a bustling bookstore, stolen glances, late-night conversations that spilled into the dawn. Two lost souls brought together by an urgent need for intimacy and bond. But then the cruel twists of life shatter even the hardest of relationships. Liam, the emerging star in the finance world, was driven by ambition. His life was your relentless pursuit of success, leaving little room for anything else. Elara, a free spirit with a soul yearning for adventure, felt herself suffocating in the gilded cage of his ambition. They had tried, God knows how much they had tried. There were many dates that turned out to be a disappointment, many desperate efforts of lighting up the fire again, but distance became wider with every day that passed by. "I'm going to be leaving for London soon," Liam elaborated, the words painting an image in the air. "Another chance to do it all over again, a blank page." Elara nodded, her heart a hollow ache, she tried to mask up but it was written all over her face, she said, "I wish you all the best, Liam." His hand reached across the table, casually brushing her fingers. It was a sudden remembrance of the old magic, just a spark, but it flickered for only an instant. "Goodbye, Elara." And with that, the next moment he was nowhere to be found, simply vanished as if he never existed, the decision was too fast, couldn't they have patched things up?...he had already given up and made up his mind. Elara now sat solo, the martini became a thing of the past, jazz music whispered sorrow. It rained on and on, erasing for ever the leftover vestiges of their love story and leaving only the scent of regret behind. She walked out of the "Midnight Moon" passing by the neon sign which light up her face giving it a ghostly glow and she was Elara knew this wasn't the end. It was a blank page to write on, an opportunity to be born all over again – it will take time to fill in. She didn't know how or exactly who, but she would eventually learn to love anew: maybe not in the way she ever loved Liam, yet with a heart that is stronger and more independent. her hair was now getting wet as she walked on, with the same past being erased by the downpour and the same future being re-constructed by it in which new uncertainties were growing accompanied by expectations of a new life.
By Okafor Beauty about a year ago in Chapters
The Shadow Wolf - Part 5
Sani raced through the tunnels as quickly as her wolf would carry her, knowing she needed to return before Ifan realized she was missing. Turning down the main tunnel, she continued running toward her room when she heard his accusing voice, ‘Sani, where the hell have you been? Kaj escaped, and Alpha Luka is on the warpath. Did you have anything to do with this?’
By KA Stefana about a year ago in Chapters
The Shadow Wolf
Time was an abstract thought. It was fleeting in the never-ending darkness surrounding the broken soul that curled in the corner of her earthly tomb. Waiting for death to come was a daunting task, but what option did she have? It was the perfect outcome to a hideous situation, freeing her from her abuser's intent on tormenting her broken body. (Part 1 - The Shadow Wolf - A Hidden Existence)
By KA Stefana about a year ago in Chapters
The last semester
The Last Semester Emma and Noah met during their first semester at university. Emma was a quiet literature major who spent most of her time in the library, her nose buried in books. Noah was studying architecture, always sketching designs in the margins of his notebooks. They were paired together for a campus event, tasked with organizing the annual cultural festival.
By Yetunde ogunseyeabout a year ago in Chapters
The Shadow Wolf - Part 4
Emptiness haunted Kaj's memories as he tried to search for Tane, but his wolf was far within the recesses of his mind. The poison invaded his body as he slept. How much wolfsbane did they force him to drink before he finally passed out?
By KA Stefana about a year ago in Chapters
