Se connecterLena Carter believed she finally had her life under control—until a single evening shattered everything. A mysterious will, a multi-billion-dollar empire, and a man more dangerous than any secret force her into a world she never knew existed. Noah Carter is young, outrageously wealthy, and ice-cold. The press calls him the aloof heir to one of Europe’s most powerful family dynasties. Yet behind his amber eyes lurks something darker: a truth buried for decades—and Lena stands at its very center. As a forbidden passion ignites between them, things begin to happen that should be impossible. Touches trigger flashes of silver light. The dead return. Memories surface of events that could never have taken place. And suddenly, Lena discovers that her life is part of a cruel experiment spanning generations. Worse still: she is pregnant. But the child she carries could be the key not only to a multi-billion-dollar fortune—but to a power for which people will kill, lie, and even break the very fabric of time. Trapped between two versions of the same man, a secret organization, and a love that has already failed across four lifetimes, Lena must make a choice: Does she trust the man she loves? Or the man who claims to have known her before she was even born? A passionate novel filled with forbidden love, dark family secrets, time loops, and a truth that could destroy everything. Some love stories end with a kiss. This one begins with a death.
Voir plusA year passed. Slowly. And yet, far too quickly.--- The forest remained.--- The paths remained.--- The houses were still standing.--- But they had changed.--- Or perhaps it was the people.--- Aren didn’t know.--- Some changes couldn’t be measured.--- You could only feel them.--- And that was exactly how it was with Eichenruh.--- The house still stood among the trees.--- But the doors no longer slammed shut on their own.--- The clocks no longer ticked.--- And the hallways no longer felt like places waiting for someone.--- For the first time, Eichenruh was simply a house.--- An old house.--- A quiet house.--- A peaceful house.--- Aren visited it anyway.--- Not every day.--- Not even every month.--- But often enough.--- Because some places became part of a person.--- Just as some people became part of a story.--- He wasn’t alone that morning.--- Mira was there.--- And Jonas.--- Kai.--- Elio.--- Even Leon.--- They stood in fron
Elias disappeared. Not in a flash. Not in a storm of magic. Not in a dramatic resolution of light.He was just there.And then no more.As if the forest had taken a deep breath.And gently carried him away.The door was closed.The black key was restless in the castle.The ruins of the tower stood still.No more light.No votes.No whisper.Just wind.An ordinary wind.For the first time in a long time.Nobody spoke.The group was on the spotlight.And stared at the place where Elias had stood.Aren didn't know how long they stayed there.Minutes.Maybe hours.Time suddenly felt different.Calm down.Lighter.Then Leon came forward.He slowly went to the door.Put a hand on the cold stone.And closed the eyes.“Thank you.” he whispered.Nobody asked if he spoke to Elias.Or forgetting.Or his brother.Maybe with everyone.Then something strange happened.A little noise.Very quiet.Like paper in the wind.Aren looked down.There was a leaf between the stones.It wasn't there befor
Elias went on. Slow down. Easy. With the black key in the hand.No one stopped him.No one called his name.Nobody tried to convince him.Because trust sometimes meant that:Let someone decide.The forest was now filled with golden light.The trees seemed like shadows.The world seemed ineffective.Like they're between two stories.The old one.And the new one.Elias reached the glow in front of the tower.Or what was left of him.There were stones everywhere.Broken walls.Weathered columns.Centuries of history that became dust.And in the middle of it stood the door.Open.Waiting.The millions of voices behind it continued to whisper.Not loud.Not demanding.An endless marble.Like rain.Like wind.Like memories.The group stayed a few meters back.Only Leon came closer.Not next to Elias.Behind him.As a companion.Not as a guard.That was an important difference.Elias noticed.And smiled weakly.“You really trust me.”Leon nodded.‘Yes.’“Why?”The answer came immediately.
‘Elias.’ The name remained in the room.Not like a spell. Not like a prophecy.Just like a name.And that's why he was so important.Because names made people from stories.And from loneliness someone you could talk to.Elias.For the first time, the being had not only millions of memories.For the first time it had its own.His.Outside the forest changed.The lights moved more slowly.Calm down.No more aimless.Not looking anymore.Like they felt something had happened.Something significant.Something that even understood the tower.For even though further stones fell down, his lamp seemed different.Softer.Warmer.Almost peaceful.Leon joined Elias.The two stood on the window.The man who had been waiting for decades.And the being that had waited for decades.“I hated you.” said Elias quietly.Leon nodded.“I know.”‘Very long.’“I know.”“Sometimes I imagined how to force you to stay with me.”Silence.Leon didn't answer.Because honesty didn't need defense.Then Elias smi
I didn't sleep that night. Not a minute. I sat until dawn on the hard wooden bench at the bus stop towards our apartment and stared in the rain, which continuously Asphalt tumbled. My clothes had long been dried, but the cold had remained. She sat deep in my bones like something that would nev
The rain was so violent against the windshield of my old car, I couldn't see the road. My fingers clipped the steering wheel, while my look at the small white box on the passenger seat fell. That was the ring. The ring I had hidden in my purse for three months because I today had finally foun
No one slept that night. The corridor remained dark, although all lamps worked. And behind the last door we always heard quiet sounds. Not loud enough to be clear. A scratch. A whisper. Sometimes a short children's laugh. One time, even a lullab. Noah Carter sat with his back against the wa
The words hit me like a blow in the chest. You finally brought me my son. My whole body got cramped. I pressed both my hands on my stomach and glowed from pain. It felt, as if something in me reacts to black light — not like a baby, not like Life, but like a key that recognizes a castle. Noah






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