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When Y/N was diagnosed with a rare disease before graduation, Xavier never left her side. Through the chemo, the fear, and the fragile hope, he was her light—her star. He tutored her through hospital visits, helped her laugh through pain, and believed they’d walk the graduation stage together.
But on the day of the ceremony, Y/N never showed. And just like that, she was gone—sent abroad for urgent treatment, leaving Xavier with questions, heartbreak, and no goodbye.
Years later, Y/N is a rising writer at ABC Publishing Company, working on a novel born from her hospital days—one she secretly dedicated to the boy who once lit up her world. But fate has one more twist to offer.
The company hires a new editorial manager.
It’s Xavier.
And he doesn’t remember what they had.
Worse—he’s already in love with someone else.Some love stories fade with time.
Others shine quietly, even when they’re no longer yours.Bookmarked by HarleenQuinzells
24 Aug 2025
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23 Aug 2025
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You and Sylus have a routine. It’s one borne of months spent coexisting with one another, and one that you’ve easily grown accustomed to. Even though your life with him in the chapel is all a means to an end— an end that involves him devouring your soul— you would be lying if you said you weren’t comfortable and complacent with the dynamic. That’s why when you find him behaving abnormally in the bowels of your shared home, you can’t help but draw closer to the peculiar sight… and upon discovering the truth, there’s no stopping yourself from selfishly caving to the desires of your lust-drunk dragon.
Alternatively summarized as Sylus goes into his dragon rut and has freaky, animalistic sex with you.
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15 Aug 2025
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When Zayne saw his daughter for the first time, time seemed to stop and stand still.
Outside the hospital room window, small snowflakes had begun to fall, dancing, cradled by the wind.
December 21st, winter solstice.
And yet, in his hands he held a small, freshly bloomed jasmine — the only hint of spring in a winter just begun.Series
- Part 3 of Jasmines and Thorns
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12 Aug 2025
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You had better ideas for Zayne than this. Maybe simply as your primary care physician in the most practical sense of things, or perhaps the man to give you a bouquet meant for love instead of diagnosis. Anything and everything . . . besides being, literally, the death of you.
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14 Jul 2025