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Love was never safe. But with him... it’s beautifully dangerous. Soren has never known peace—only pain. Abused by a father who broke him. Abandoned by a mother who vanished without a backward glance. And betrayed by the man he once called home. Now, he doesn’t believe in love. Doesn’t believe in rescue. He survives. That’s all. Then Travian enters his world. Cold eyes. Quiet power. A patience that feels like a threat. He doesn't ask for Soren’s trust—he claims it. Slowly. Roughly. Completely. Travian sees the fire beneath Soren’s scars. And he wants it all. But just as Soren begins to let him in, the past strikes back—vicious and unforgiving. Kidnapped. Caged. Forgotten. Soren is thrown into the hands of the monsters he thought he escaped. But Travian isn’t the type to walk away. He’ll rip through hell, drenched in blood, to bring Soren back. Because Travian doesn’t just want his heart. He wants his rage, his darkness, his surrender. And this time, love won’t save them. It’ll destroy everything in its path.
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MEND ME IF YOU CAN. Chapter 106
The sun rose like a dying ember — pale, uncertain, its light fractured by the smoke of a world still clawing its way back from ruin. The air trembled with the aftershocks of creation; the heavens still bore the scars of their struggle. Where dawn should have been gold and gentle, it came instead in broken colors — a bleeding horizon of ash and silver, of beauty born from devastation.The fields beyond the shattered Sanctum glimmered with a fragile sheen. Ash mixed with frost, creating a landscape that seemed half-real, half-dream. The soil itself shimmered faintly — divine residue woven into the earth like threads of dying stars. Rivers of silver light wound their way through blackened stone, whispering softly in tongues no mortal could name. Every ripple carried echoes of prayers that once shook heaven — the last remnants of gods now gone silent.At the edge of that trembling horizon stood Soren. Barefoot, cloak torn and heavy with the scent of smoke, he looked less like a man and mo
Última actualización : 2025-10-27MEND ME IF YOU CAN. Chapter 105
The wind had changed.It no longer carried the scent of rain or ash, but something stranger — the birth-scent of creation itself. Wild and metallic, it tasted of molten stars and shattered dawns, like a newborn world struggling to define what it was meant to be. The air shimmered faintly, bending around invisible tides. Every breath Soren took tasted sharp, electric, alive.He stood at the edge of a cliff that hadn’t existed the day before — a sheer drop that carved down into valleys so fresh they still bled light from their wounds. Below, rivers etched thin silver lines through the dark soil, glinting where sunlight touched them, as though the earth itself was sketching its first heartbeat. Trees leaned out from the mist, their branches crystalline, dripping with dew that gleamed like tears.He should have felt wonder.But all he felt was the hollow ache of survival.The wind clawed at his hair and cloak, tugging at him like a restless ghost. The light beneath his skin — that same di
Última actualización : 2025-10-26MEND ME IF YOU CAN. Chapter 104
The heavens convulsed.It wasn’t merely thunder or light — it was the very fabric of existence folding in on itself, like a living thing writhing in pain. What had once been sky was now a wound — a vast, ragged rift bleeding light and shadow in equal measure. The air trembled, bending under the weight of creation’s agony.From that wound, the Primarch stepped through.Its arrival was not heralded by sound, nor light, nor fire, but awareness. It was like the world suddenly remembered its own maker — every atom, every stone, every star recognizing the presence that had carved them from nothing. Its presence could not be seen; it was felt.A pressure that sank into marrow. A whisper that slid beneath thought.The weight of eternity pressing against fragile flesh.Where it moved, the constellations quivered as if bowing in reverence.Where it breathed, mountains bent. Oceans stilled. And in that silence between one heartbeat and the next, the voice of the Primarch entered all minds — not
Última actualización : 2025-10-25MEND ME IF YOU CAN. Chapter 103
The storm had passed, but the world still trembled from its echo. The air was thick with the scent of wet earth and divine residue — the kind that lingers after gods have touched mortal ground. Soren’s light no longer burned violently; it pulsed softly beneath his skin, like the heartbeat of the universe settling inside him.Travian sat beside him in the silence, his hand still on Soren’s shoulder. His divine glow had dimmed — not from weakness, but from restraint. He looked at Soren the way one looks at something both fragile and infinite.“You shouldn’t have done that,” Travian said finally, his voice low, the edges still rough from battle. “That much light would’ve torn through any mortal vessel.”Soren managed a faint smile. “Then it’s good I’m no longer entirely mortal.”Travian’s jaw tightened. “You don’t know what you’ve taken in.”“I know enough,” Soren said, shifting to face him. His eyes glowed faintly — threads of gold woven through the blue, shimmering with something ancie
Última actualización : 2025-10-24MEND ME IF YOU CAN. Chapter 68
The morning light had spilled fully into the hospital room now, pale and relentless, crawling across the sterile white walls, touching every corner with an almost accusatory brightness. Soren hadn’t moved an inch since dawn. His body screamed in protest, muscles stiff and cramping from hours of unm
MEND ME IF YOU CAN. The wrong place for Goodbye
"No" I jerked his hand off my shoulder and began walking away as fast as I could."So that's it?" I heard Travian muttered but I chose to ignore him."You said you wouldn't hate me" He added and for some reason, my feet got stuck on the ground.My heart and mind was in a complete mess and I wished
MEND ME IF YOU CAN. Back to square one
I paced back and forth in the room, my mind a big mess and my heart is running a race I will never win. Why? Why now? I was moving on so well, I had forgotten about him and was about to start my life over after months of constant struggle then, there, he appeared out of the blue and then everythin
MEND ME IF YOU CAN. Chapter 5
People always say it's better to stay and fight when things get too much and too hard to take but I say, running away is better.Yes.I've been doing that my whole life. I ran away from my mom after my Dad got imprisoned and ran away from my grandma because I was scared she wouldn't accept me for w
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