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BLACK AND WHITE

BLACK AND WHITE

Dad grabbed the nurse, throwing her out of the room alongside himself. "Well-done, Emily, you have accomplished your mission." A sinister scent emerged, a wicked laugh echoing across the room. The once blue sky was now a mixture of black and white with the moon reflecting its radiant image. Wails filled the air as a ray of light fell from the sky, hitting a mountain on the other side of town. I groaned, wincing as my hand was scorched by the flaming book. The pages settled, words in red appearing on the pages. "Strigoi, Nosferatu, Jiangshi…"
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Midnight Whispers

Midnight Whispers

I stayed with Justin throughout the morning. Luckily for him the wraiths had improved. They were faster and more precise and could even doge slightly. For being soul spirits of the deceased they had improved greatly. At around midday Justin waved the wraiths off. “They are doing better.” I spoke carefully watching him dunk a bucket of water over his head. “Not good enough. They need to not hesitate. Kill faster and more cleaner.” Justin paused “If they are not ready by Summer Solstice, Eric will not let it go lightly.”
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Jilted Heiress Strikes Back

Jilted Heiress Strikes Back

There were no streetlights outside Crimson Hollow, so once night fell, this area turned exceptionally dark and foreboding. If not for the fact that this person wore all white, it would be nearly impossible to notice someone was squatting there. After a while, another figure approached, gave the person in white a hard kick, and cursed, “Damn it! We’re out on a mission and you show up dressed like this—trying to seduce a ghost or what?!” From a distance, the white clothes really did look like funeral garb—especially creepy in a place like this. The person in white scooted aside and said lazily, “This young master likes it. Mind your own business.”
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The Stories Of Those Around Us

The Stories Of Those Around Us

Black's POV "Wow." White said as he stared at the school's entrance, which had extravagant decorations. "This is a school festival, right?" "I guess so." I replied. I don't know what White sees, but everything that I could see was just monochrome. I'm sure these decorations make people feel festive or something, but I guess that's gonna be impossible for me. 'Should we go inside?" White asked. "Ah, yeah. Where do we give the tickets though?"
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Claimed by the Forbidden Alpha: Wild Bond

Claimed by the Forbidden Alpha: Wild Bond

The twilight in Blackwater did not bring peace; it brought the awakening of horrors that the daylight kept cowed. Helena Moore was just a few meters from her porch when the air froze. It was not the cold of the mountain, but the vacuum of sound that precedes the predator’s leap. From the darkness between the pines, three silhouettes emerged. They were not the hunters from before, but something more organized, more lethal. They were members of the Iron Claws, mercenaries who reeked of dried blood and ancient hatred.
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Shadows & Whispers

Shadows & Whispers

But the end of what was unclear. I searched the abyss and found nothing. Fear overwhelmed me; images started to appear one by one. Cleo, Prue, work, mum, and the last was Damian. Each disappeared as if they were smoke. Whisps filled the air and dissipated one at a time until there was only one left. The whisp from Damian floated across to me. It morphed into a guiding light as the ticking became faster. Something deep inside felt the pull; I needed to follow it. Step by step, one foot in front of another, I followed his light. It led me to a door in the middle of the abyss. The door stood solid in front of me as the whisp passed through it and disappeared.
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When White Turns Away

When White Turns Away

However, heads up, we're switching the scene to a garden! "Max has an old suit that'll fit you. Forget about some old-school traditional wedding. People would crack up if they heard about it. "You've got two hours. Don't be late." Her face was all confidence, her finger jabbing so close to my eye I could almost feel it. Without a second thought, I dialed the cops and reported a case of solicitation. As she shrieked and cursed, I snapped a few more pictures, grinning. "Can't wait to see you behind bars!"
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Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by the Beast

Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by the Beast

The white light that had exploded from my body didn’t bring peace. It brought a terrifying clarity. As the glare faded, the courtyard of the Silver-Moon Fortress looked like a vision from a dying god’s nightmare. The snow was no longer white; it was stained with the black, oily bile of the Elders. The Northern wolves who hadn't been swallowed by the sludge were whimpering, clawing at their own throats as if they could feel the invisible worms I had seen—the parasitic threads that bound their lives to the monsters on the stairs.
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A Slip in the White Room

A Slip in the White Room

As usual, he said gently, "Don't go too fast, Rachel. I've got your favorite cake and a surprise in store." It sounded like any ordinary day between us. I smiled, warmed by it. "I know." I hung up and prepared to move when the light changed, but the sharp roar of an engine exploded from my right. I turned just in time to see a truck loaded with rebars barreling straight toward me. Before I knew it, my world went black, and all I could hear was the screech of something coming to a halt. A loud thud thundered. Pain tore through my body as if a brutal force was ripping me apart.
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Black Lace

Black Lace

The small, green trees on the roadside swayed as the strong breeze hit them. Above a faded zebra crossing, a traffic light frantically changed colours seeming rather like a disco light. A watchman snored comfortably on his dark brown stool under the protection of his shops' roof. Huge giant buildings stood beside the street, quiet as if taken over by an army of libraries. Some windows gave out white and yellow lights, but the others were pitch black. It seemed like the clouds had gotten a sudden fascination to the moon and wrapped themselves around it. The moon's faint glow passed through them, colouring them white from grey.
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There's a raw, aching beauty in 'White Nights' that digs into loneliness like few stories can. Dostoevsky captures those fleeting connections—the kind that burn bright and vanish, leaving you hollow. The protagonist’s encounter with Nastenka isn’t just a romance; it’s a mirror held up to anyone who’s ever clung to a moment too tightly. The way he weaves hope and despair together, making you believe in love while knowing it’s doomed—that’s the magic. It’s short, but every line throbs with vulnerability. Classics endure because they speak truths we’re afraid to admit, and this one whispers, 'You’re not alone in your longing.'

What kills me is how modern it feels. The dreamer archetype—isolated, idealistic—could be a guy scrolling dating apps today, yearning for something 'real.' Dostoevsky wrote this in 1848, yet it’s timeless. The setting’s misty Petersburg nights almost become a character, wrapping around the dialogue like fog. And that ending? No tidy resolutions, just the quiet ache of life moving on. That’s why it sticks: it doesn’t comfort you. It understands you.

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