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The Desert & the Dreamer.

“In the beginning, there was only sand, a vast silence, a world of thirst and waiting. From its emptiness rose a dreamer, Malik… his eyes like storms, his heart carrying fire.” “And in the heart of that desert, he found her…Layla, the flame veiled in starlight, a woman born of silence and song, whose beauty was both prayer and prophecy.” “Together they walked the dunes, their footsteps writing verses the wind could not erase. Love bloomed like an oasis unseen, their souls entwined in whispers that bent even the stars into listening.” “Nature itself crowned them… first rulers of sand, then sovereigns of sky. Stars bowed to their union, the cosmos gifted them eternity in its breath. In intimacy, they were not two but one… flame and shadow, kiss and surrender, writing constellations with the rhythm of their bodies.” “But love, when it grows too bright, draws envy from earth below. Villagers, lost in fear and longing, called Layla back with voices of betrayal. And from the shadows, a Sultan rose… a king of darkness, a promise of ruin.” “Wars burned. Armies clashed where dunes met blood, and the desert roared with fire and sorrow. Malik’s sword sang of loyalty, Layla’s crown blazed with defiance. Together they fought, together they bled, their love the only banner the desert would not let fall.” “The Shadow Sultan fell, but his echo lingered… a flicker in the heavens, a scar in the silence. Villagers wept in guilt, some bowing, some breaking, but Malik and Layla turned away… choosing love over thrones, choosing each other above all else.” “In the quiet aftermath, beneath skies heavy with remembrance, they lay entwined, their wounds kissed into vows. Malik whispered his fear of losing her; Layla answered with poetry, promising eternity.” “And so, the desert remembers. The stars burn brighter for them. The dreamer and his queen walk on their love both kingdom and scripture, their passion both sword and song. Yet far above, one shadowed star flickers still, a reminder that even in triumph, the story is not ended, only paused until the desert breathes again.”
Sidra_Shams_9874 · 26.3k Views

90 Days With The Cold Billionaire

‎At just twenty, Christy Scott has lost everything. Betrayed by the people she trusted most, she’s left homeless, jobless, and barely surviving as a dancer in a strip club. ‎ ‎Then Kendrick Black walks in, billionaire, emotionally ice-cold, and hiding a secret that could destroy his reputation. He offers her a deal: pose as his girlfriend for ninety days to kill rumors questioning his masculinity. For Christy, it’s survival. For him, it’s damage control. It’s supposed to be business. Nothing more. ‎ ‎But living under Kendrick’s roof turns out to be more than she bargained for. His manipulative sister wants her gone. His childhood sweetheart plays a twisted game. And worst of all, her ex, the same man who crushed her heart, is now Kendrick’s driver, watching her every move. ‎ ‎Just when Christy starts to find her footing, everything comes crashing down. A leaked video from her past blows up online. Her name, her dignity...shattered. In a desperate attempt to escape the media storm, she’s caught in a brutal accident. ‎ ‎She wakes up in a stranger’s home...Kendrick’s best friend. And with him, the truth: she’s not just anyone. She’s the missing daughter of the powerful Lancaster family. And she’s carrying Kendrick Black’s child. ‎ ‎Now the girl everyone once dismissed is coming back stronger. With fire in her eyes, a baby in her belly, and the truth at her back, Christy is no longer the victim. She’s the storm. ‎ ‎But when the man who couldn’t protect her comes begging for her love, can she forgive him? ‎ ‎Or will she become the bride who burns it all to the ground?
Chrystabliss · 210k Views

The Last Aetherwyn: Mated to the Alpha Prince

“You really think you can own me, Alpha?” Isaldora’s voice was sharp, dripping venom. “I’ll never bow to this bond. I despise you. You and your entire damn kind.” Kaelith’s jaw flexed, teeth grinding, but his eyes stayed locked on hers. “You don’t mean that,” he muttered, voice low, rough. He stepped closer, heat rolling off him, his breath brushing her lips. Her eyes faltered for just a second making his lips curled into a cocky smirk. “You can say what you want, love, but you don’t despise me. Not even close.” Her chest tightened, the mate bond pulling at her like invisible chains. She glared, fighting the hitch in her breath. “I’ll ruin you.” “Then ruin me,” Kaelith growled, closing the distance. His breath was hot against her skin, his voice dipped lower, darker. “Every damn second you try only ties you tighter to me.” She scoffed but it sounded more like a ragged breath. “I hate you to the core.” The words slipped out sharp, but it sounded more like she was trying to convince herself than him. “No, baby,” Kaelith rasped, dragging her flush against him. He buried his face in the curve of her neck, taking a deep, deliberate inhale, like her very scent was his lifeline. His lashes flickered shut, and when his eyes snapped open, they were dilated—dark, ravenous, dangerous. “Your core doesn’t hate me,” he growled low, voice thick with heat. His lips brushed her ear, his teeth grazing just enough to make her shiver. “Your core loves me—aches for me, begs for me.” Her eyes flew wide, breath catching in her throat as he crushed the space between them, Her breath hitched as his teeth grazed her neck. She fought the moan that almost slipped her mouth. “I’m not trapping you,” he muttered against her skin. “I’m just helping you to realize that every time you push me away, I feel you pulling me back.” Her pulse hammered, her breath ragged — and she hated it. Hated him. Hated the way her body betrayed her. “I’ll ruin you,” she whispered again, this time softer. Kaelith’s smirk eased into something warmer, something that made her chest ache. His thumb brushed slowly along her jaw. “Then ruin me,” he said softly. “But stop lying to yourself about us.” Isaldora Vaneese Aetherwyn is the last of her bloodline. She lived through the massacre that wiped out her coven — and for six years, she’s been burning for vengeance. One by one, she’s hunted her enemies down, breaking them in the cruelest ways. Everything is going to plan. She’s close… so close to the one behind it all. Until she meets him. Kaelith Duskbane — heir to the Duskhowl Pack. He’s everything she hates: dominant, relentless, dangerously handsome… and worst of all, her enemy. The Alpha Prince who hides his heart behind cold steel, who’s spent years waiting for a mate he thought would never come. Now that he’s found her, he refuses to let go. She’s the last witch of a fallen royal bloodline, sworn to vengeance. He’s the ruthless Alpha Prince who would do anything to keep his fated mate. A witch mated to a werewolf? It was an impossible bond. She swears she’ll break it. He swears she’ll stay. But while they clash in a dangerous dance of fire and fury, desire and hate, shadows older and darker than both of them are beginning to stir. And soon, they’ll realize nothing — not their enemies, not their families, not even each other — is what it seems.
Swabi_Soe · 16.3k Views