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THE HIDDEN SECRETS

THE HIDDEN SECRETS

For me, today is a black day. Once I put my underwear, I looked back at the mirror and examined my wrist just below my palm where I had a fresh purple stain half day ago and now it has turned into dry brown like I had a bruised wrist a week ago, not yesterday. How it's possible? And then I turned my back to examine the ugly wound which will definitely leave a permanent scar, and to my surprise, the wound has faded completely and I can see the faint trace of the scar if I look more closely and I can't even feel any pain.
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Flash Marriage, Billionaire's Sweet Wife

Flash Marriage, Billionaire's Sweet Wife

"Don't be busy. I have something to discuss with you." Elisa White asked, "what's up?" "It seems that we haven't talked about your life experience. I want to hear your opinion." Elisa White almost knocked over the iodine bottle after hearing the speech. Sitting next to William, she repeated, "William, lie down. I'll deal with the injury at your back." William glanced at her and fell on the bed. Elisa White carefully rubbed the wound with iodine and applied trauma medicine again. This trauma medicine is specially made by he family. It can remove scars and beautify without leaving scars on the body.
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Her Bidder (Savior or Villain) Book-I

Her Bidder (Savior or Villain) Book-I

She was back to her simple life, but now again, there was no one to take care of her. She finished her breakfast and kept the plate in the sink; she came to her room and picked her bag. While leaving her sight went towards her reflection in the mirror, she kept staring herself, and after a few seconds; she removed her hair from her forehead and saw the scar mark there. 1.5 months back, her stitches got removed, and the doctor gave her one cream to lighten her scar. It was a deep scar, so the doctor told her it would take time to lighten that scar. Today also it’s a deep one, but now it’s all white, not that red one which it was when the doctor removed her stitches.
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On My Knees for my Best Friend's Daddy

On My Knees for my Best Friend's Daddy

I move slowly, the way I've had to move all week, and make my way to the bathroom where the mirror shows me exactly what I look like and doesn't apologize for it. The bruises along my cheekbone have faded from purple to that particular shade of yellow-green that means they're healing but aren't gone. In two days? That was quite quick. The drugs I'm taking must be heping, but there's no doubt I am going to have to wear a lot of make up today. The cut near my eyebrow has closed into a thin line. I slide the sling off carefully to change and that's when I see it properly for the first time in the light — the scar, still pink and angry, stitched clean in a way that is almost too neat for what it
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DARK INFATUATION

DARK INFATUATION

She slowly and gently removes the bandages. Sadness makes its way to me when I see my legs. There are ugly and scary scars covering my legs. I shouldn’t have broken the mirror. I regret doing something so ridiculous. Now these scars will be with me forever. “Don’t be sad. They will fade in one or a half week if you apply this cream on them.” Bianca says noticing my sadness and giving me the ointment. I give her a smile. “Now lay down and raise your shirt up.” She speaks. I hesitantly start pulling the shirt up because Luciano is sitting beside me.
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Rockeeba Moore
It was a good book i just wish they would have made Ana a lil bit tougher so that she would be able to stand up to her husband better, and they should have made he brother have a tough talk to his brother in law to not hurt his sister, but a good book and sad one as well
Aic Evadla
It was indeed disturbing from the first few chapters but I still managed to continue and finally finish the book after 2wks 😁 It was quite good for a Dark Romance Novel, worth to read, a little bit shorter compare to other books.
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A Goddess Gifted by Fate

A Goddess Gifted by Fate

he half smiled and left the bathroom. Ugh, what is wrong with me! Asking him to join me in the shower, could I be any more slutty. It’s like all logic and morals are out the door when he is around. He just drives me so damn crazy. I got out of the shower, dried myself off, and wrapped the towel around me. I looked at myself in the mirror. My eye was basically back to the right colour, with just a small dark pink patch remaining on my eyelid. The burns on my neck were nearly gone. There were still some patches of discolouration and some spots that looked like small round scars, but the skin itself was healed. I turned slightly to look at the slashes on my back, they were all gone too, not eve
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LUNA KILLED THE RUTHLESS ALPHA

LUNA KILLED THE RUTHLESS ALPHA

I tried to blink back the tears but instead they fell down my cheeks one after another like a passing train. “What were they supposed to see? My bald patches, from all the times I was dragged by my hair?” I asked letting my hair lose. “The scars? From all the times I was whipped and tied up?” I asked letting my towel lose doing a 360 turn so that Logan could see all of my scars, blue, green, red, black, purple, all the colors that covered my body, blisters, cuts, bumps and lumps.
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Second Chanced Mates

Second Chanced Mates

“They're bleeding…” He smiled at me and said softly “it's fine, it happens sometimes. Besides, they'll heal” He was wrong. My hands traced along the deep cuts on his shoulder, his body tensed under my touch. I looked up from the wounds and met Scar's eyes directly in front of me. His pupils were dilated, his lips parted slightly and he looked absolutely breathtaking. “Your eyes” there were no longer fully green, they had a glint of gold in them and I found myself mesmerized by their color.
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Tears Of Devotion

Tears Of Devotion

I grabbed a white puffed sleeve shirt and put it on, then I wore it with light green trousers and a pastel pink chunky cardigan to conceal my scars, making me feel slightly more at ease. Grabbing my toothbrush, I start to brush my teeth, whilst applying a light amount of mascara at the same time. What it's saving me time okay? Finishing up I look myself in the mirror once more pulling the pastel pink cardigan over my shoulder to cover a scar that's peaking out.
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White Tears' by Hari Kunzru is this haunting, genre-blurring novel that messed with my head in the best way. It starts with two music-obsessed friends, Seth and Carter, who bond over their love for obscure vinyl records. Carter’s rich and privileged, while Seth is more of an outsider, but their shared passion for music ties them together. Things get eerie when Seth records a random street musician and remixes the track, only for Carter to pass it off as a long-lost blues recording by a fictional artist named Charlie Shaw. The lie spirals when collectors insist the recording is real—and then the supernatural elements creep in.

The novel twists into a ghost story as Seth becomes haunted by visions of Charlie Shaw and the brutal racial history tied to the blues. Kunzru weaves in themes of cultural appropriation, guilt, and the unresolved trauma of America’s past. The line between reality and hallucination blurs, and Seth’s journey becomes this unsettling dive into identity and exploitation. What stuck with me was how the book forces you to confront uncomfortable questions about who ‘owns’ art and how history can’t just be buried. It’s not a cozy read, but it’s the kind that lingers, like a record you can’t stop playing even though it gives you chills.

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