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It was cruelty at its finest. “Please…” she begged, her voice dripping with desperation. She just wanted a break, a moment to catch her breath. Elias stepped closer and slowly knelt before her. “This is only Door One, Author… You have to go through one hundred.” Willa’s eyes widened, her breath caught as words refused to surface. His eyes gleamed with mischief as he stood up. “Welcome to the Hundred Doors….Author” “A hundred doors?!” Willa’s brain froze. “A hundred deaths… a hundred pains… a hundred tortures, no… no!” she cried, but it was useless.

A brutal, calculated surgery to cut him out of my heart forever. "I won't fall apart on day 101, Silas," I whispered to the empty room, a small, chilling smile finally touching my lips. "Because by the time those hundred days are over, you will be nothing but a ghost to me." The contract was signed. The countdown had begun.

It was burnt, but it was delicious. ... As I read through each post, I inexplicably felt touched. Those ordinary daily routines and heartwarming details were just like the beautiful romance I had once dreamed of. I wanted to offer my blessings, but then I discovered the poster had disabled comments, so I silently followed them. It turned out that I was just an unwitting supporting character in every happy memory of theirs. She said that they had been together for ten years, and Josh and I had only been together for ten years. That being said, Vicky and I had known each other for 20 years.

Dear Readers ❤️ This is something I ought to have done right before we dived into chapter 101, but better late than never. Thank you so much for reading and staying with this story this far. Your support, your views, your unlocks, and every little moment you spend here mean more than you know. We’re about to step into a new phase of this story, where the drama gets deeper, emotions get stronger, and the tension becomes even more intense. From this point on, things are about to change. Sscrets will be exposed. Hearts will be tested. Choices will have consequences. And trust me… you do not want to miss what’s coming next.

Expect: ❄️ hockey rivalry 🐺 possessive alpha energy 🖤 forced proximity ❄️ locker room tension 🐺 secrets that can ruin everything 🖤 emotional damage ❄️ hate that slowly turns into something much more dangerous 🌶️Spicy smut Noel thought hiding the truth would keep him safe. He was wrong. please note, it's a slow burn romance but I promise it will worth your time and of course good smut🌶️🌶️🌶️ Leave a comment if you're ready to get marked on ice🧊

Yang Tang said as he clenched his jaw tightly with a darkened expression. At the lounge. It was the time the competition was about to commence, everyone was eagerly waiting in anticipation for the swimmers to be brought , mainly for one person to be brought out, as the person was absolutely the reason why a lot of them came, the person was no other than Stanley. "I'll be meeting you again Stanley, It's been a good freaking ten years Stanley"She thought to herself. Amelia was lost in thought as she suddenly became scared with the sudden thought of meeting the guy she left ten years ago until she heard a loud scream, a very loud one which scared the hell outta her.

Hi Guys! I'm a new author here in Good Novel. Thank you very much for reading and supporting my story. It means a lot to me. I just want to apologize for the typos and sudden name changes in these story since it's not edited thoroughly yet. This story is originally a fanfiction in w*****d but I chose to post it here due to the offer. I will do my best to edit this story to avoid confusion to your reading experience, my dear readers. For now, I'll be giving you the official cast of these story so you don't get confused and yes, the cast of this story is BTS as you have all guessed from the previous chapter :))

Joey hung up without saying more. She leaned against the car seat, feeling annoyed. If Zachary hadn't been so active in attacking others online, would their fans ship them? Would their ship trend like that? She blamed it all on Zachary. … In the office, Zachary was sitting at his desk with a smile on his lips. With a swipe of his hand, he also liked the fanfiction written by the netizens. One had to admit that netizens nowadays were quite creative. Although the plot was simple, it conveyed true feelings and had a good touch to it.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Deliberately forgot, but that's hardly the point. I grind my pussy against his hardness as he swipes my hair to one side. He buries his face in my exposed neck and takes a long sniff. "You smell like a real-life wet dream." Real-life wet dream? I laugh at my vivid imagination. Tens of women at work drool over Rhys Redmond, but I must be the only one filling up pages with fantasies of things that will never happen. If this doesn’t get me checked into a mental facility, nothing will.