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Lucian Vale returns to Marrow’s End after seven years, expecting apologies that never come. His mother believes she’s a saint, his father thinks he deserves a medal, and his ex still makes him weak in the knees. Armed with sarcasm, whiskey, and questionable life choices, Lucian must heal—not for them, but for himself. How does a town keep its secrets? Marrow’s End is a town where secrets don’t die; they just get passed down like bad genetics. The streets hum with gossip, the trees lean in like nosy aunts, and even the cobblestones look judgmental. It is autumn, and the air is thick with nostalgia and wood smoke—just enough to trick Lucian into thinking coming home was a good idea. Spoiler: It wasn’t. Editor's pick: The Owl, the River, and the Valley: A journey through Assam's heart What happens when your mother is always right? Lucian Vale stands at the doorstep of his childhood home, rethinking every decision that led to this moment. His mother, Agatha Vale, opens the door wit...

In the perpetually drizzly town of Withershade, Nora, a librarian with a penchant for oversized sweaters, falls for Julian, a brooding artist who mirrors her emotionally distant past. As their romance unfolds, Nora confronts the echoes of her childhood neglect. A tale of love, loss, and self-discovery, set against a backdrop of skeletal birch trees and unspoken pain. What is so special about Withershade? Withershade is a town that exists in a perpetual state of melancholy. The sky is a bruised shade of purple, and the air is thick with the scent of damp earth and woodsmoke. The cobblestone streets glisten under the constant drizzle, and the ivy-covered cottages seem to sag under the weight of their own history. Also read: Plain Truths About Stock Investing by Debashis Basu The birch forest on the outskirts is both beautiful and eerie. The trees stand like skeletal sentinels, their peeling bark resembling pages from a forgotten diary. The forest is a place of quiet reflection, where the...

In a picturesque town framed by lavender fields, two lovers grapple with the inevitable—letting go. Told through Amelia and Thomas’s eyes, this tale weaves wit, heartbreak, and bittersweet romance into an unforgettable goodbye. With humour and soul-stirring dialogue, it is a raw exploration of love, intimacy, and the weight of words that can never truly soften a heartbreak. Lavelle: A town of whispers and lavender I had always thought Lavelle was a town made for love. The kind of place where cobblestone streets curled around ancient oak trees and lavender fields stretched into the horizon. On crisp mornings, the air smelled of fresh bread from the boulangerie, and by evening, it carried the faint trace of old books from the library. The people of Lavelle were storytellers—each one spinning their yarns of triumphs, tragedies, and fleeting romances. That’s probably why I stayed so long. After all, as a writer, I had an endless supply of inspiration. But Lavelle wasn’t just a muse. It was...

In the moody town of Hollow Pines, a teenage poet navigates the void left by her emotionally absent father, a successful but distant whiskey tycoon. A romance with a mysterious librarian adds passion and complexity to her life. Through heartbreak, confrontation, and tragic loss, she discovers the fragile yet enduring ties of love, family, and self-worth. Aarya’s story of a father’s silence, a lover’s passion, and a town full of ghosts. Introduction Let us be honest—nobody likes a cliché, but here I am living one. My name is Aarya Darrow, and my life feels like a rainy indie film where the protagonist spends too much time staring wistfully out of windows. Except I don’t get the perfect resolution or artsy soundtrack. I live in Hollow Pines, a town so permanently overcast even the weather seems emotionally unavailable. Much like my father, Neil Darrow. He is the proud owner of Ghostwood Reserve , the kind of whiskey people write love letters to. And me? I am the daughter he forgot while ...

In a desperate town called Bleakmoor, a father struggles against a world indifferent to the starvation of his children. Through humor, romance, and tragedy, this tale explores the unshakable courage of those who have already stared into the abyss. A haunting reflection on human resilience, love, and sacrifice, it will stay with you long after the final page. What is fear to a man already broken? The dawn arrived reluctantly in Bleakmoor, shrouded in a fog so thick it seemed as if the heavens were holding their breath—a fitting prelude to the sorrow that clung to the town like a second skin. The cold bit at my fingers, even through the threadbare gloves I wore. The skeletal trees surrounding the village reached for the sky like bony hands begging for mercy. Bleakmoor—what a name for a town that embodied despair. Its crumbling cottages sagged under the weight of poverty, and its streets, nothing more than mud tracks, whispered of lives ground down to dust. I, Edwin Holloway, trudged alon...

In Morrowvale, a small, magical village, artist Fiona grapples with her inner demons: a child seeking safety, a teenager demanding justice, and a weary self yearning for peace. When love enters her life in the form of Elliot, a poet with his own scars, their romance stirs hope and heartache. Tragedy strikes, testing the limits of healing and self-discovery.  Against a backdrop of romance, vulnerability, and tragic loss, Fiona learns the messy truth about healing and hope. Chapter 1: Where does healing begin? The lake was silent except for the faint lap of water against the rocks. The mist wrapped around me like a too-tight scarf, clinging to my skin and making the world feel smaller than it was. My boots sank into the mud with each step, a reminder that some grounds are harder to escape than others. Mist rolled in from the lake, giving the village its signature “haunted-but-wholesome” vibe. I don’t know how many people begin their journey to healing on the edge of a lake, but that’...

In the misty town of Maplehaven, Claire battles anxiety that clings like an unseen storm. Enter Rowan, a charming artist who becomes her lighthouse in chaos. As love blooms amidst cliffs and rain, their connection faces heartbreak. This tale explores love, mental health, and self-discovery with humour, intimacy, and raw emotion. Will love conquer the storm within?  Why does anxiety always whisper when you wish it would just shut up? I will admit it—anxiety is my constant companion. Like an uninvited guest at a party, it shows up, ruins the vibe, and never leaves. If anxiety were a person, it would be the one who tells you your outfit’s fine—but maybe don’t wear it in public. So begins this story, not with a bang, but with a whisper—mine. Maplehaven, my small coastal town, is picturesque if you don’t mind the fog and occasional existential dread. It is nestled between jagged cliffs and a sea that can’t decide whether it’s serene or suicidal. Every morning, the town smells of salt, r...