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HÜRREM

It's not a love story. ‎ ‎It's Hürrem. ‎ ‎They took her name to make her a ghost. She took their language to become their Queen. ‎ ‎One Heart. A poem as a weapon. ‎ ‎A pen as a shield.

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HÜRREM

Gods Play Chess

Every morning the same bell tolled. ‎ Every night the same fire burned. ‎And no matter how much she begged, and screamed, the sun rose again. ‎ ‎Because the gods are grandmasters of a game where the only way to win... is to lose everything you thought you were.

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Gods Play Chess

Two Floors Down

Two Floors Down isn't romance. ‎ ‎It's desire under pressure. ‎ ‎It's temptation disguised as accident. ‎ ‎It's guilt beneath the covers, a stolen life that breathes beside you at night and asks two visceral questions: ‎ ‎If the person you're falling for left their soul in your hands... would you read it? And if you did, would you ever admit it? ‎ ‎This is not a love story built on fate. ‎It is built on trespass. On hunger. ‎On silence that grows claws. ‎ ‎Two Floors Down is impossible to put down because it knows something most romances refuse to confess: ‎Love is not ruined by betrayal. ‎It is sharpened by it. ‎ ‎It began with a misdelivered package. And a transgression she told herself she would undo tomorrow.

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Two Floors Down

La Gioconda

Florence teaches its women many things. How to sit still. How to lower their eyes. How to belong to the men who marry them. Lisa del Giocondo has learned them all. Until the day she sits for Leonardo da Vinci. At first it is only a portrait. A merchant's request. A polite arrangement between a husband eager to immortalize his wife and a painter already whispered about as a genius. She sits. He paints. Days become weeks. Weeks become years. Her husband begins to notice the delays. The city begins to whisper. Across Florence, another genius, another storm simmers quietly. Michelangelo. He watches as Leonardo's masterpiece refuses to be finished. A portrait that should have taken weeks consumes years. Why? Because something begins to happen in the quiet of that studio. Something Florence would never forgive.

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La Gioconda

Where Oleanders Grow

She reads the heart. He, the law. But in a world where the Queen plays for keeps, and the enemy already knows their names, love isn't forbidden... It's fatal.

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Where Oleanders Grow

Taled Wrongly

What do we really know about the woman who was Cinderella's stepmother?

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Taled Wrongly

Once Upon A Taj Mahal

A story within a story. What if your dreams aren't imaginary, but forgotten memories from another life? Ruya Veda Beckley has never been to India. And yet, she dreams in Persian. Sees visions of ancient palaces. Feels the weight of a jeweled talisman she's never held - at least not in this life, anyway. But the visions won't stop. Each night she wakes breathless. Each dream pulls her closer to the truth. When she begins reliving memories that aren't hers - a dying empress, a grieving emperor, and a missing jewel meant to reunite their souls in the afterlife - Ruya is forced to confront the impossible: She is the reincarnated daughter of Shah Jahan and Mumtaz Mahal. And her soul has been cursed to return, again and again, to undo a mistake that fractured the afterlife. She would continue to be born again and again until she restores what was stolen - and heals a love story the world thought was already perfect. A sacred jewel was meant to bind her parents' souls beyond death and into forever. She once held it. She lost it, centuries ago. And because of that, their love is trapped between worlds. Their spirits restless. And the Taj Mahal - meant to be a beacon of eternal love - has become a monument to what was never fulfilled. A prison to two souls apart. But Ruya doesn't know where the talisman is. Worse, she doesn't remember how to fix what she once broke. Now, time is collapsing, the past is bleeding through, and something is hunting her through lifetimes. Ruya must remember what she buried - where the talisman is, how to use it - before it's too late. Because reincarnation isn't endless. And this could be her final life. If she fails, not only will her parents remain lost to each other forever - the balance between life and death will shatter, taking Ruya - and everything she loves - with it. Legacy is the mission, love is the inheritance, but... how do you save a love story when you were never meant to remember it?

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Once Upon A Taj Mahal

A Collection Of Short Stories By A.Y. West

Some stories kiss you, others leave bruises. Here you'll find a collection of some of my shorts stories crafted and dedicated to each of my watpad fans. In this stirring collection of quick reads, lives brush past one another - quiet. Momentary. Unforgettable. ‎ ‎These are stories of aching, wonder, memory - and the tender wreckage we call being human. They're not loyal to genre, but they all serve the same mission; Love. In all its divine glory. ☺️ From fleeting encounters to unspoken goodbyes, from almost-loves to the words never said - "Short Stories by A.Y. West" slips into rooms of the heart. ‎Every story is a doorway, what we reach for and what we let go. And behind each one, a truth you may have almost lived. ‎ ‎So go ahead and Tap a title. One of them is most definitely waiting for you.

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A Collection Of Short Stories By A.Y. West