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Alpha's Singer

Alpha's Singer

BLAISE It’s cold. I blink, eyelids heavy. The right underside of my neck aches with a dull pain, as if I’d slept on it wrong last night. There are blurs of gold, lines streaking vertically across my vision. I blink again, eyes creasing together. The lines slowly come into focus. At first, I’d thought that I was dreaming.
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Blinded

Blinded

Oli rolled his eyes and with a slight pout closed them. "Now imagine the forest. Verdant leaves moving slightly due to a soft breeze. The brown bark rough from the years of harsh weather. The sun shining down gretting the earth with its light. " Elder Nora advised and Oli did as he was told. Imagining what his surroundings which was a lot harder than it looked. He didn't know what yellow, green, or brown looked like he only knew what they felt like. Grass and leaves were soft yet damp from the morning dew. Brown was the feeling of roughness, yet could also be the color of something awful smelling. Yellow was the freedom he felt in the sun, at the joy of being with his sister, yellow was happ
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Crossed Lines

Crossed Lines

POV: Ava The Duval residence was beautiful in a way that made Ava hate it. Glass walls that looked out across the glittering city skyline, polished marble that reflected the night, chandeliers that sparkled like cages. It was a home, but never hers. It was Clarisse’s trophy case. She sat cross-legged on her bed, sketchbook balanced in her lap. Her pencil moved almost without thought, jagged lines, soft shading, a face half-formed in graphite. Her hand stilled when she realized who she’d drawn.
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Claimed by the Rogue Biker Alphas

Claimed by the Rogue Biker Alphas

the blonde reporter said. At the corner of the screen, there was an image of a lady whose eyes were blurred out. In one frame, her face was very smooth and beautiful, tagged before using the BlueMoon skincare product, while in the second image, her face was burnt—charcoal dark, like something forgotten on a stovetop—and it was tagged after using BlueMoon skincare products.
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Crimson Outcast

Crimson Outcast

Moments later a mind link hits me "All warriors meet me at the waterfall now" All a sudden, I start to see black dots, and my vision is blurred!! Taking me to a time I don’t remember. Observing my surroundings. The skies are dark with ominous clouds, rumbles of thunder moving through the sky with rhythm, it’s pouring. Mud and blood are everywhere. Witches, wolves, Lycans and Vampires are fighting. Spells being cast, blood being sucked, Lycans sending heads flying with one swipe of their claws, wolve tearing their enemy apart. Thunder rumbles through the sky as lighting strikes the ground, sending waves of electricity through the earth's flooring. Looking to my left I see a woman, glaring ri
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Crossing the line

Crossing the line

Keyboard clicks. I lay back, staring at the ceiling tiles. White squares. Tiny perforations. Breathe in. Breathe out. “This may feel uncomfortable,” the doctor said calmly. Uncomfortable was manageable. Uncomfortable was not catastrophic. I focused on the sound of Ethan’s breathing somewhere near my shoulder. The machine hummed softly. Black and gray shapes flickered onto the screen. At first, it looked like static. An abstract pattern. Nothing recognizable. The doctor adjusted the wand slightly.
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The Line I Shouldn't Cross

The Line I Shouldn't Cross

I walked over to the long line of glass mirrors hanging above the perimeter sinks, my hands trembling as I reached down to fix the hem of my twisted skirt and pull my oversized sweater back down over my hips. I looked up at my reflection, my breath catching instantly in my throat. I reached down, my shaking fingers pulling the waistband of my skirt slightly to the side. Right there, forming directly over my pale hip bone, was a dark, deep purple mark. It was shaped perfectly by the heavy print of Leo's fingers, a brutal, undeniable brand burning into my skin where nobody else in this school would ever see it.
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Black Bound

Black Bound

I shivered and it was the first time, I wondered if I was going to go on with this arrangement. I looked at Princess Lyra, she was shaking as well, and her face looked displeased. I looked at her wrist and saw a faint line there. I gasped, it was the same line that had appeared on my wrist last night. I hated it because I knew what that meant. " Go ahead" he stretched out a knife and handed it to me. I took it and cut myself, the blood on my palm was visible and I had to hold my hands still so the blood drops into the sacred bowl.
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REJECTED LUNA CLAIMED BY TWO ALPHAS

REJECTED LUNA CLAIMED BY TWO ALPHAS

The Ritual That Should Not Exist Lyra’s POV The blade came down, pain tore through my arm, it was sharp and hot and then screamed. The sound broke out of me before I could stop it, blood spilled fast and it ran down my skin. Drips from my fingers fell to the ground, right into the marks. I watched it and I could not look away. The lines drank it and they darkened first and then they glowed faintly and then brighter. “No… no…”
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Blurred Lines is one of those books that lingers in your mind long after you've turned the last page. The way it explores moral ambiguity and the complexities of human relationships is both unsettling and deeply compelling. I found myself constantly questioning the characters' motives, which made the reading experience incredibly immersive. The author has a knack for crafting dialogue that feels painfully real, and the pacing keeps you hooked without feeling rushed.

What really stood out to me was how the book doesn't offer easy answers. It forces you to sit with discomfort and examine your own biases. If you enjoy stories that challenge rather than coddle, this might just become a favorite. The ending left me staring at the ceiling for a good twenty minutes, replaying everything in my head.

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