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When Obsession Wore A Brother's Face.

‎*Mature Content* Vivian Ravenscroft was never meant to live this life. ‎Swapped at birth by a desperate mother—not just to save her, but to place her where destiny could shape her—Vivian grows up under the powerful Ravenscroft name, believing Sebastian, ten years her senior, is only an untouchable brother figure. ‎Protective. ‎Distant. ‎Forbidden. ‎Until the night violence shatters her world. ‎As she recovers, the truth unravels: her royal bloodline, a father who erased her existence, and the devastating reason she was raised beside Sebastian—to bond with the one man she was never allowed to love. ‎The man who looks at her and whispers, ‎“I thought you had given yourself away…” ‎Only to learn her heart—and her body were never claimed by another. ‎Stanley was never love. ‎He was survival. ‎Drawn into royal decrees, billionaire rivalries, and laws written in blood, Vivian must decide whether to obey a destiny chosen for her—or fight for the one her heart recognizes. ‎Because the way Sebastian looks at her now… has changed. ‎It lingers. ‎It burns. ‎It strips away every lie she once believed. ‎At a royal wedding watched by kings, presidents, and the most powerful names in the world… ‎the distance between them finally breaks. ‎And when the night falls— ‎There are no more titles. ‎No more rules. ‎No more pretending. ‎Only him. ‎Only her. ‎In the quiet heat of a marble bath, where silence wraps around them and the past finally loosens its grip… ‎his hand finds hers. ‎His touch is no longer restrained. ‎And when he kisses her, ‎It is deep. ‎Unsteady. ‎Years of control slipping all at once. ‎Vivian doesn’t stop him. ‎She melts into him… answers him… trusts him. ‎Because somewhere between the lies, the pain, and the years they were forced apart— ‎her heart had already chosen him. ‎And when he finally takes that last step… ‎When the space between them disappears— ‎She breaks. ‎A soft cry leaving her lips. ‎A moment of pain… of truth… of surrender. ‎And then— ‎Nothing but him. ‎Because what she gives him that night is not just her body— ‎but the part of her that has never belonged to anyone else. ‎Her first. ‎Her only. ‎Sealed in a moment neither of them can ever take back. ‎Because some bonds are not accidents. ‎They are written long before birth. ‎Tested through pain. ‎And fulfilled in the moments where resistance finally turns into surrender. ‎And love like theirs… ‎Was never meant to be broken.
Chidinma_Uchendu · 136.4k Views

BOUND BY WORLDS

Akira and Hayato had been inseparable since childhood—two idiots who laughed at the same jokes, shared the same snacks, and gamed until their eyes burned. But lately… things had changed. Ever since Hayato started dating Ayase, his time had been split like a thin sheet of paper. Akira wasn’t jealous—at least that’s what he told himself—but the silence in his room felt heavier than it used to. Then the news hit.A serial killer roaming their neighborhood.Curfews suggested. Phones buzzing with warnings But that night, Akira sat alone, controller in hand, anime running softly in the background. He wasn’t really paying attention; he was just killing time. Then he spotted movement from his window—Hayato heading home with that tired walk he always had after long dates. Akira couldn’t help but smile. Finally, a chance to talk.He rushed downstairs and caught up to him. “Dude, you should NOT be outside right now,” Hayato scolded, eyes wide. “Go home. Seriously.” But Akira shook his head with that stubborn grin. “It’s been two weeks. I’m walking with you. Halfway. You can’t stop me.” Hayato sighed in defeat, but his eyes softened. “Fine… but only halfway.” And for a while, it felt like old times. They joked. They teased. They filled the empty space that had grown between them.For those few blocks, everything was right again.But when they reached the point where they normally split paths, the night shifted. The street was too quiet. The air too heavy. The shadows too thick. “Alright… I guess this is—” Hayato began. A sound cut him off. Fast. Sharp. Wrong. Akira barely had time to turn.A glint of steel.A blur of movement.Pain that stole his breath.He collapsed first.Hayato screamed his name—but the serial killer was already on him too. Two best friends. Two final breaths. Two lights fading out in the cold dark.Yet death wasn’t the end. When Akira’s consciousness returned, he woke to unfamiliar skies… unfamiliar air… and an unfamiliar body. Long hair. A smaller frame.A girl’s voice escaping his lips. Meanwhile, Hayato awoke not too far away, still himself—but in a world filled with magic, beasts, and kingdoms straight out of the games they used to play together.Two best friends. Reborn.
Warlock_Jones · 5.2k Views