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War on my Heart

War on my Heart

"Time to steal an ancient artifact." I hesitantly push open the door of one of the old warehouses, which creaks with effort against my hand. Inside, it's dark, with a few boarded up windows, and I use the flashlight on my phone to guide me across the crowded floor. There are old cardboard boxes full of random junk, and planks of rotting wood stacked against the walls. How the hell am I supposed to navigate this and find one random helmet? I wonder to myself as I reluctantly peek into a box near me, revealing nothing but trash.
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Bound To The Ruthless Lycan King

Bound To The Ruthless Lycan King

The air was heavy, filled with the sharp stink of blood and the chill of death. The war was still raging, but the real fight had just begun and it was happening inside me. And there I was, right in the middle of it all. Alone. My heart was too heavy, as if I was carrying a weight I didn’t know how to hold. The war was done, but something deeper was just starting. A war inside me,a war I wasn’t sure I could win. Fabian. His name came to me without warning. My heart pulled in two different directions.
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Alpha Atlas

Alpha Atlas

U Ugly, gut-wrenching pain exploded in my head. The sound that left my lips was one of shock, agony, heartbreak, and unbelievable anger. The pain was like an orchestra in my head. Cymbals clashing, violins screeching, drums pounding and thumping until everything merged into one--bleeding into one horrific noise, into one crippling pain.
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Quinlyn Renee Scales
I normally don't write comments but I need to tell you that I wait everyday for more chapters. your writing makes me feel like I'm the one experiencing this first hand and I'm always begging for more. so beautifully written and I love every minute of it. if I could I'd give this book a million stars
Erin Sophia Lockman
This book was slow at first and filled with a lot of pain, but I find myself being a sucker for the wounded girl who becomes a strong, badass fighter. While I'm still clamoring for more of the raw, love/hate relationship in this book, I am enjoying the determination of the strong female protagonist.
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Dear Ex-husband; You'll beg for me

Dear Ex-husband; You'll beg for me

I‌ wondered if I would ever forgive m​y‍sel‍f. The va​n s‍ped th⁠rough the rainy streets of the city. We wer‍e ghosts i‍n the machine. We were c‍asual​ties of a war tha‍t had only⁠ just begun. I closed‌ my eyes and listened to the ven​t‌ilator. Hiss. Cl‍ick. H​iss. Click.
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Naya Hart
This is such an interesting book, and the characters are really good. Jane is that one friend anybody should have, and then Elara who was called barren was finally going to be having her baby. It's a pity her husband had to cheat on her with her step sister. Overall the story is really good.
Shewritesss
Honestly I love that she had a friend like Jane, I love her personality. I love how I could feel every emotion you tried to put into words and everything played like a movie in my thoughts. This is such a good read. Kudos dear author...️
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La Signora : The Divorced Mafia Queen's Revenge

La Signora : The Divorced Mafia Queen's Revenge

The one that made my stomach flip even when I was this exhausted. I looked away before I did something stupid like walk over and kiss him. The war wasn’t just outside anymore. It was in here too. In the walls. In the people who were supposed to have my back. In my own head that wouldn’t stop spinning. And somewhere across the city, Adrian was probably smiling through his whiskey, thinking he could still win. He couldn’t. But God, he was making me work for it.
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Luna Wicken

Luna Wicken

Every time, I'd nod my head and smile at him, telling him I was okay. After about an hour, I stood up, letting go of his head. "I'm really sorry, but I need to go to bed. My head hurts." I didn't wait for anyone to answer; I walked off into my room and headed to the bathroom. I got to the mirror, using the sink to brace myself. I stared at my reflection. My eyes were different now. They were still blue, but they had lines of black through them that flicked. It was as though the good and evil in me were battling each other, trying to get rid of one another. I was at war inside myself, which scared me more than anything ever could. I didn't want the evil to win, but I wasn't sure if I was stro
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CHASING HIS LUNA BACK

CHASING HIS LUNA BACK

“We’re ambushed...” The word echoed in my skull like a war drum.
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The One

The One

No matter how hard I push, the water leaks through, rising, creeping closer. And I no longer have Akin beside me to assure me everything will be okay. The thought carves through me with the same precision it did the moment I watched the shadows swallow him whole. No matter how many days pass, no matter how many victories we scrape from the jaws of defeat, his absence is a blade pressed against my ribs, a wound that refuses to close. The war drags on, endless and impossible. It isn’t the war outside that’s weighing so heavily on me. It’s the one inside of my head. I am drowning in it.
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I get this image in my head sometimes: two armies on a foggy field, one made of worry and shame, the other made of hope and tiny daily choices. That battlefield is my brain on a rough day, and learning how to 'win' small skirmishes has made a real difference for me. It didn’t feel like a dramatic victory overnight — it was dozens of quiet, clumsy wins like choosing to go outside when I wanted to hide, or naming a negative thought and watching it lose its power.

A few practical things helped me swing those tiny battles: breaking tasks into ridiculously small steps, practicing a five-minute breathing break, and writing down three things I did well each night. Therapy taught me to notice cognitive traps and treat thoughts like passing weather. Medication was pivotally stabilizing for a season, and social connection kept me from retreating into isolation.

There’s no single conclusive war plan that fits everyone, but focusing on the micro-wins rewired how I saw progress — not as an all-or-nothing conquest, but as reclaimed ground in a sprawling mental landscape. That perspective still comforts me on gray mornings and makes the world feel a bit more conquerable.

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