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my existence is a scandal - oscar wilde
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a b o u t A dreamy soul whose heart beats to the rhythm of ancient myths, whose thoughts wander between the shadows of Gothic cathedrals and the secrets of long-forgotten legends. An unquenchable longing for the dark stories of immortal beings flows through her veins, while her fingers glide tenderly over the pages of vampire novels. Her dreams are imbued with the poetry of the night, soft moonlight and the velvety flapping of darkness. An eternal daydreamer, she creates worlds in her mind where mythological creatures come to life, where verses dance through the twilight like autumn leaves and where the boundaries between reality and fantasy are as delicat
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gilded abysses
Between gilded facades, ancient family secrets, and an insatiable hunger for power, a dance on the edge of the abyss beginns: beautiful, destructive, untouchable.
They stumble through a world where feelings mean weakness, loyalty is a game, and love becomes the most dangerous weapon of all.this is no fairy tale, but a plunge into glittering depths. every decision leaves a scar and every smile can be a lie. Who remains when the gold fades? Who loves when everything shatters?
Step into a story where beauty and pain are inseparable and ask yourself: How much of yourself can you sacrifice before youβre empty?
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veil of thrones and wings
between golden palaces and the cracks of forgotten prayers, a lost heir walks the thin line between light and shadow.
they call her mistake, curse, remnant but her blood remembers what history buried.
in solaria, where light means truth and shadow means sin, corvina learns that both can lie.
haunted by dreams in a dead language and a love that tastes like rebellion, she becomes what the world tried to erase: the echo of a goddess, the spark of a fallen house, the beginning of an end.this is no tale of angels, nor of monsters it is the story of what survives when memory burns and the night begins to sing again.
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the immortals waltz
Between the shadows of eternity and the dance of life, immortals and mortals alike seek love, meaning, and redemption.
In the blood-soaked twilight of the American South, Jasper Whitlock, soldier, empath, lost son, wanders through centuries of guilt and longing, caught in the spell of three immortal sisters.Follow the whispers of ghosts, the baton of fate and immerse yourself in a story where even immortality comes at a price.
Who dances when the heart falls silent? Who finds salvation in the endless waltz of the night?
"The Immortals Waltz" an epic about being lost, about searching, and about the quiet rebellion against oblivion.
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eye contact
between fractured clocks, unfinished memories, and love stitched from ruin, two souls move through the echo of forgotten days.
He speaks to the dead; she listens to the living. together, they build something fragile where life and loss touch.
they are not heroes, only remnants of what was once whole. yet even in the fading light, they choose to stay. in a loop that breaks and begins again, they learn that time cannot bury what it was never meant to hold.this is not a story about monsters or miracles, but the small, stubborn love that survives them. a heart still beats in the silence, not loud, but true. and if you listen closely, you might hear it whisper: love endures, even when time forgets.