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Unravel me slowly

...Based on a true story... When the past refuses to let go.... Unravel Me Slowly follows Lexi, a girl who spent her entire high school life trying to piece together her shattered self-esteem, only for her to watch it crumble in an instant. Memories she really tried her best to forget still haunt her together with words she can't pretend forget. Lexi thought she could bury the hurt, smiling when her heart aches, and laughing when her confidence goes low. Let's talk about the night all this started. In a moment of weakness, she gave in to him -Theo a lost love. Hoping that maybe he would see her the way she sees him. But morning came and the bitter taste of realization that nothing would ever change. Theo had the power to tear her apart. He became a ghost that haunts her every thought, a reminder of how easily she let herself break. Then came Dave. With his quiet kindness and patience, he begins to break down the walls she’s built. But letting him in means risking everything—risking another betrayal, another wound she might never recover from. And even as her heart leans toward him, the thought of Theo still haunts her. Caught between who she was and who she’s afraid to become, Lexi battles her fears of not being enough. Every moment with Dave feels like healing, but every thought of Theo pulls her back under. Leaving her questioning her self-worth, her choices, and whether she really deserves to move on. As Lexi tries to move through this web of love and loss, she’s left with one question: Can she let herself fall apart to truly heal? Or is she destined to carry the weight of yesterday forever? To heal, she first had to fall apart. But some scars never fade... and not all stories end with closure.
KimberlyPaul · 2k Views

The Undead's Personal Slave

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?
rach_sales · 127.7k Views

The Lady Is Mine

Lady Jenna has lived her whole life as a puppet. And her father? He pulled the strings. She had to do everything to make him proud...to please him! that even when he asked her to let go of her first love, Lady Jenna did let go, and she was married off to a man she'd never known before. A man who, in every sense and breath, became her worst nightmare. It wasn't a beautiful nightmare, like the ones read in books, no. He'd hit her every night- her so-called husband. He became her worst fear, that she didn't even want to remember his name, and the word husband scared her. Most importantly, men. Jenna became afraid of men. She wanted to run, hide, or die even- if that would help her escape from this hell. But... society. They would turn and judge. They would raise their brows and curse her. They wouldn't look at the scars on her body. Not that Jenna would let them. She had become insecure after constant nights of tears and getting hit. But these people, they wouldn't care until she decided to leave the marriage. And when the opportunity came knocking at her window, Jenna grabbed it, abandoned her marriage, and set out for a different life. It was difficult for a girl who had always been sheltered, but she needed to survive. She didn't want to go back. Everything changed that night... a rainy ni—wait, it was a normal night. No rain, just a soft breeze, and Jenna stumbled upon this stranger... He had no memory of his past, and his mind was trapped in the age of seven!! A full-grown man, with muscles enough to snap Jenna in two, now behaving like a child? Following Jenna around and calling her Master. "Master, you own me now, right?" "Yes, I am your master, and you are mine," Jenna nodded with a smile. Writing this novel for all women looking for their own voice in marriage and relationships. The romance is fluffy and sunshine throughout. The Male lead fell first and fell harder (a yandere) Book is also fast-paced. Book cover check out Veness on Patreon. Thank you!
Pluma_W143 · 11k Views