Story By Awojuyigbe Testimony
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Awojuyigbe Testimony

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THE BLOOD WE SHARE
Updated at Oct 29, 2026, 21:51
Mira Solano is a night-shift nurse who knows a deadly secret: vampires exist. She’s spent years keeping her head down, hiding in the shadows of Ravencourt. That is, until a man is wheeled into her ER with brutal, unmistakable bite marks.Rafael Drakemoor is the heir to a ruthless vampire dynasty. He’s a 312-year-old monster who has spent centuries suppressing his emotions to survive his father's sadistic court. When he brings a dying human to Mira’s hospital, her bravery and sharp tongue shatter his carefully built walls. He is instantly obsessed.Their forbidden love sparks a war. Rafael's sadistic sister, Seraphina, and his tyrannical father will do anything to keep a human out of the family bloodline. To protect Mira, Rafael will have to do the unimaginable. He will betray his own blood, burn his family’s empire to the ground, and slaughter anyone who dares to look at her.But protecting Mira comes at a brutal cost. As their romance deepens, Mira is dragged into the terrifying underworld of the Sanguine Quarter. When she is finally captured and turned into a vampire against her will, Rafael must face the ultimate tragedy: the woman he loves is now the very thing he swore to protect her from.
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THE CONTRACT HE NEVER FORGOT
Updated at Nov 7, 2026, 07:01
Five years ago, I spent one reckless night with a stranger who made me feel alive for the first time. By morning he was gone. The only things he left behind were a heavy silver ring and a daughter I raised alone.I changed my name. I made a life from nothing. I became a woman no one could break again. Now the most powerful man in the city has asked me to re-create his own personal world. Adrian Vale. Cold. Controlled. Untouchable. The kind of guy who looks at people like they already belong to him.As soon as I step inside his office, the atmosphere shifts. He keeps his gaze locked on me longer than he should. I shouldn't know the scar on his collarbone or the severity of the way he looks at me.He has no idea who I am.And I don't want him to know.But my four year old does have his eyes.And the ring I still wear is going to ruin the measured distance I've maintained for so many years.He is involved with someone else.I'm just the architecture that must remain professional.But every time he looks at me, I can feel the past creeping its way back in.He used to make me feel all of this.Now he has the power to take everything from me.Add the girl who keeps calling me Mama.This time, I may need to do more than running.
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