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The Billionaire's Runaway Bride

The Billionaire's Runaway Bride

Blake’s jet landed at Portland International Jetport at two p.m. From there he had hired a driver. The black town-car pulled up outside of 2838 Atlantic Drive. It was exactly how Robinson described it. The townhouse was three levels with two doors in the front with a white painted porch. The townhouse was painted pale yellow. The driver opened the door for Blake to get out. As Blake walked to the townhome, he noticed a light skinned black man sitting on the porch.
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The Rejected Omega: There Were Times I Wished You Were Dead

The Rejected Omega: There Were Times I Wished You Were Dead

Rayne Arriving at the address—1472 Hollowcrest Drive, Blackwood Ridge—felt like stepping into a cruel joke the world was playing on me. The mansion looked exactly the same as it had the last time we’d searched it: dilapidated, hollowed out by time, its once-grand stone façade now cracked and overgrown with ivy. The sprawling balcony sagged like a broken jaw, railings warped and eaten away by rot. Shattered windows stared back at me like blind eyes. There was nothing here. Nothing obvious. Nothing that screamed my mate and daughter are being held hostage here.
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The Bride Killa

The Bride Killa

"You've faced worse. This is just another case. Another team. Prove them wrong." She exhaled sharply, turned the ignition, and drove the final stretch into town. The Ridgeview Police Precinct was a modest, boxy building that looked more like a DMV than a place where justice was served. Jane parked her car in the small lot and took a moment to steady herself. She glanced at the file on the passenger seat, the name scrawled in red ink on the top: Bride Killer. It felt more like a tabloid headline than a case file.
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The Rutherford Series

The Rutherford Series

There were still so many other lines Selby and she were crossing. Dinner, yes, she texted back and could picture his mischievous grin as he read it. Well, at least the dinner date would give her something to look forward to as she struggled through another Monday. Before she knew it, Faith drove her Toyota pickup onto the grounds of the new Rutherford Construction, Inc. offices. They had recently moved the business from within the city to four acres west of I-95 on Eau Gallie Boulevard, one of the more isolated areas in Melbourne.
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Kiss It Better

Kiss It Better

I put my tools away, close the garage door and get in my truck. Do I know where Cherry Lane is? she asked me. What a joke. Everyone in Greenville knows Cherry Lane. It’s a private drive onto Robertson’s Lake, with more acreage than the rest of the lake houses combined. The last I heard, it was empty. I guess the city girl and her family bought it up for a fun little summer place or something. For a brief second as I’m driving, I think about dressing up. Maybe the one good shirt I have left, now that Donna took off with my other one last night. Or maybe stop in town and pick up a polo or something. But then I come to my senses.
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That Which We Consume

That Which We Consume

It was a long, tension filled drive to my parent’s house. They lived about two hours away in a city called Maldaek. Their house was built new from the ground up in a small suburban community by the name of Sun Ridge. Lio and I sat in the car in my parent’s driveway with the engine off for a moment. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary outside of the house. The sprinklers were on. The neighbors were out walking their dogs; jogging and all. It was peaceful out here.
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The Paralyzed Billionaire and his nurse: A love story

The Paralyzed Billionaire and his nurse: A love story

"I’m hunting. Is the safe house ready?" "Not a safe house, sir," Miller said, opening the car door. "The North Ridge Estate. It was never under the King Corp umbrella; it was in your mother’s maiden name. The Vances don't even know it exists." We drove in silence through the canyons. L.A. looked different from the shadows—a city of lights built on a foundation of lies. As we pulled into the long, winding driveway of the North Ridge mansion, a mid-century masterpiece hidden by ancient oaks, I felt a strange sense of closure.
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I Was Your Dying Omega, Now I'm Your Sovereign Alpha

I Was Your Dying Omega, Now I'm Your Sovereign Alpha

“We need to go to the house. The council vote is finished. He will have the notification by now.” “Get in,” Williams replied, opening the car door for me. The drive took twenty minutes. Nobody spoke while the car moved through the trees. The roads became narrow as we got closer to the north ridge where the old houses were built. Williams kept both hands on the steering wheel, his eyes wide and steady on the gravel road. The tires crunched on the stone driveway of the Schofield estate. The house was dark except for the light over the heavy oak front door. Williams turned the engine off and the silence came back instantly.
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The Hostile Takeover: Signed, Sealed, and Claimed

The Hostile Takeover: Signed, Sealed, and Claimed

I was swimming. I woke up when the gravel started hitting the undercarriage again. "We're here," Caleb said. I looked out. It was a town stuck in time. Wood-shingle buildings. A rusted gas pump. A sign that said WELCOME TO SILVER RIDGE - POPULATION 412. Caleb pulled up in front of a small cabin at the edge of the woods. It looked like it hadn't been lived in since the seventies. The porch was sagging. The windows were caked in grime.
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Five Years After Divorce, My Ex-Husband Wants Me Again

Five Years After Divorce, My Ex-Husband Wants Me Again

Then he followed Victor toward the driveway. Marta closed the door behind them, and they drove away. ~~~ The Uber turned through a set of wrought-iron gates twenty minutes later. The neighborhood looked familiar. I had driven through these roads years ago. The Sinclair Westchester estate sat inside the same district. Not close enough to share a fence though. The driver slowed beside a narrow row of townhouses. I glanced at the address on my phone. "Here is fine. Wait for me.” I walked to the front door and pressed the bell.
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I can confidently say 'Citrus' is pure fiction, not based on real events. The story revolves around step-sisters Yuzu and Mei navigating complex romantic feelings, which is a common trope in yuri manga. The dramatic school settings and exaggerated emotional conflicts are crafted for entertainment, not realism.

The author, Saburouta, has never mentioned drawing from true stories. Instead, the manga leans into stylized romance conventions—love triangles, sudden inheritances of elite schools, and intense jealousy scenes. While some emotional beats might feel relatable, the plot itself is fantastical. The art style’s exaggerated expressions and melodramatic pacing further signal its fictional nature. If anything, it captures universal feelings of first love but wraps them in heightened drama for maximum impact.

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