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cihan's beatrice

The angry girls are always the loneliest.

cihan's beatrice

kitten

The strong man, leader of Albora lands - the one whose silence alone silences others, the man who bows to no one... And yet there he is, in a small room, dim light flickering, on his knees in front of her, eagerly waiting for any crumbs she's willing to give him.

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It takes five seconds to fall in love... At least that's what fifteen-year-old Alya believed-brimming with the kind of romance only a young girl knows, naive and wholehearted. Not everyone is lucky enough to find that kind of love... That's what thirty-year-old Alya understood, as she looked down at the man kneeling before her, a brilliant ring in his hand, waiting-breath held-for her answer. Maybe I'm not that unlucky after all... That's what Alya might have believed the moment she felt that lightning-strike of love for the first time in thirty five- heart pounding so loud she could hear it in her ears, the world blurring at the edges, breath shallow, mouth dry. She would have believed it... If only the man awaking that storm inside her wasn't the brother of her husband-the very husband whose hand now rested, obliviously, on her waist. But then again, timing had never been her strong point.

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Minefield

Or it was his hand, innocently guiding her through the crowd, grazing her bare back, a touch so devilish, it burned not just her skin but her very soul. Whatever the reason, Alya shouldn't have been standing so close to him-shouldn't have been shoulder to shoulder, almost touching. She shouldn't have found herself admiring his profile, the sharp lines of his jaw. And, as the last domino fell, Alya shouldn't have closed her eyes. Because in that exact moment, with her eyes shut, her senses sharpened. His scent-wood, whiskey, and something unique, something belonging only to Cihan-flooded her nose. That was when all hell broke loose.

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Minefield

Between the walls

Cihan's thumb brushed across the paper, wiping away the tears that had soaked into it. His tears kept falling, yet a smile spread across his face. Anyone watching would think him mad. Who would smile and cry from happiness when faced with the grim reality of spending the rest of their days in prison? But it didn't matter now, not when he wasn't the one lost in this madness.

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Between the walls

With the First Drop of Rain | Aslaz

A long time ago, two people crossed paths on a gloomy, rainy day. When she reached out and touched his hand with her own, roughened from labor, she felt a shiver that shook her to the core. Somehow, they both knew the icy rain wasn't the cause. Two lone souls found each other.

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With the First Drop of Rain | Aslaz