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She Sweeps the Floor… and My Heart
Dylan, the effortlessly cool marketing guy, keeps bumping into the clumsy new cleaning lady, Tasha. She’s always spilling mops, dropping files, and somehow… dropping into his thoughts.
But something’s off. Her watch? Limited edition. Her perfume? Designer. Her laptop? Way too expensive for her role.
And then he sees her stepping into the CEO’s private elevator… with her own keycard. Who exactly is Tasha and why is she really here?
Dylan, the effortlessly cool marketing guy, keeps bumping into the clumsy new cleaning lady, Tasha. She’s always spilling mops, dropping files, and somehow… dropping into his thoughts.
But something’s off. Her watch? Limited edition. Her perfume? Designer. Her laptop? Way too expensive for her role.
And then he sees her stepping into the CEO’s private elevator… with her own keycard. Who exactly is Tasha and why is she really here?
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Too Late to Love You Back
Daniel never saw it coming. Clara was always just… there. Smiling at his jokes, saving him coffee, waiting quietly.
Then Vio came back. His old flame. The one who left without goodbye. When their paths crossed again, his heart picked up where it left off.
But just as Daniel falls for Vio all over again, Clara finally speaks. “I’ve loved you this whole time,” she whispers, eyes full of everything he never noticed. Now Daniel’s torn between a love that just returned… and a love that never left.
Daniel never saw it coming. Clara was always just… there. Smiling at his jokes, saving him coffee, waiting quietly.
Then Vio came back. His old flame. The one who left without goodbye. When their paths crossed again, his heart picked up where it left off.
But just as Daniel falls for Vio all over again, Clara finally speaks. “I’ve loved you this whole time,” she whispers, eyes full of everything he never noticed. Now Daniel’s torn between a love that just returned… and a love that never left.
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Thistlemary Moe. read the whisper
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Rich Girl, Poor Heart
Moe, the spoiled daughter of a wealthy tycoon, suddenly finds herself in a small office cubicle punishment for spending too much. No driver, no credit card, just a desk and a stubbornly quiet co-worker named Jere.
He’s smart, kind… and broke. But Moe’s heart doesn't care.
Just when she starts to believe in this unexpected love, her father gives her one final warning, “If you choose him, don’t come back.” Now Moe must choose; a life of comfort… or a love that might leave her with nothing.
Moe, the spoiled daughter of a wealthy tycoon, suddenly finds herself in a small office cubicle punishment for spending too much. No driver, no credit card, just a desk and a stubbornly quiet co-worker named Jere.
He’s smart, kind… and broke. But Moe’s heart doesn't care.
Just when she starts to believe in this unexpected love, her father gives her one final warning, “If you choose him, don’t come back.” Now Moe must choose; a life of comfort… or a love that might leave her with nothing.
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Lipstick, Lies, and Late Shifts
Jocasta is the city’s darling; flawless makeup, designer bags, sparkling parties. Everyone thinks she’s a rich man’s spoiled daughter.
But when the night ends, she trades her heels for sneakers and slips into her second life waiting tables at a 24-hour diner, chasing deadlines, juggling three side gigs just to keep up appearances.
No one knows… until one man sees her at 2 a.m., wiping tables in silence. And he asks, “Why are you hiding your real self?”Does Jocasta let the world see who she really is or keep living the perfect lie?
Jocasta is the city’s darling; flawless makeup, designer bags, sparkling parties. Everyone thinks she’s a rich man’s spoiled daughter.
But when the night ends, she trades her heels for sneakers and slips into her second life waiting tables at a 24-hour diner, chasing deadlines, juggling three side gigs just to keep up appearances.
No one knows… until one man sees her at 2 a.m., wiping tables in silence. And he asks, “Why are you hiding your real self?”Does Jocasta let the world see who she really is or keep living the perfect lie?
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Alistair Thorne. read the whisper
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I Sang for a Stranger Who Broke Me
Ali’s voice is everywhere now, radio charts, sold-out shows, headlines. But no one knows his songs are all written for the same girl: Aya. The one who never cheers, never smiles, just stares with eyes full of ghosts.
He becomes obsessed with her silence. Then one night, she finally leaves something behind. A note.
"You sing like him. And he died because of me."
Now Ali’s world starts to unravel.
Who was “him”? And is he just chasing a love… that was never meant for him?
Ali’s voice is everywhere now, radio charts, sold-out shows, headlines. But no one knows his songs are all written for the same girl: Aya. The one who never cheers, never smiles, just stares with eyes full of ghosts.
He becomes obsessed with her silence. Then one night, she finally leaves something behind. A note.
"You sing like him. And he died because of me."
Now Ali’s world starts to unravel.
Who was “him”? And is he just chasing a love… that was never meant for him?
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The Sleepy Girl and the Bloodline She Never Chose
Marie loves naps more than people. Her days are filled with books, tea, and long sleepy afternoons, totally unaware that her soft little world is built on something darker.
Her father? Just a “businessman,” she thinks.
Until one night, someone breaks into their home, not to steal, but to warn. “Wake up, Marie. You’re not just a girl. You’re a name. And they’re coming for it.” The life she knew was a lie. Now she has to choose: keep dreaming… or start surviving.
Marie loves naps more than people. Her days are filled with books, tea, and long sleepy afternoons, totally unaware that her soft little world is built on something darker.
Her father? Just a “businessman,” she thinks.
Until one night, someone breaks into their home, not to steal, but to warn. “Wake up, Marie. You’re not just a girl. You’re a name. And they’re coming for it.” The life she knew was a lie. Now she has to choose: keep dreaming… or start surviving.