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    Definition: romance set in a fantasy world with magic, kingdoms, etc.


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      The-Morning-After-Chapter-05

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      by webnovelverse They sat at the little table and talked and danced again. The dancers grew fewer, the dining room emptied, but they did not notice. Then, abruptly, James looked at his watch. "We must go." When they reached her apartment, she gave him her key and they came in together. Only one small light burned on a table. But this time he did not take her in his arms. He watched as she turned on the shaded lights. Then they sat together on the divan and talked; talked of things that did not matter, because they did…
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      The-Morning-After-Chapter-04

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      by webnovelverse But she did not really believe that she would have to. Surely he would remember to believe in her. Surely he would phone. But the hours went by and he did not call; the days went by and he did not come to see her. When she opened her Sunday paper, his face smiled out at her, and beside it was the face of his fiancée. The girl was pretty, Claire admitted it, but there was something about the close-set eyes that she did not like. "This happy young couple," the caption under the picture read, "will…
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      The-Morning-After-Chapter-03

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      by webnovelverse She knew then that whatever he asked of her she would give. "All right." She nodded. "Phone me later." And she trailed up the store aisle, to the Bride's Shop. The evening paper carried pictures of her and James, with a good-natured story of the morning's stunt. She had played her role; it was time to step out of his life, for safety's sake. But danger could be sweet! What would please him, she wondered, as she glanced over her frocks. A bronze metal, she decided, for bronze brought out the topaz of…
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      The-Morning-After-Chapter-02

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      by webnovelverse Claire stood there in her misty bridal veil, smiling. Her brown hair waved softly about her face, her white skin shone like the petal of a gardenia, her cheeks were pink and her curved lips were red as cherries. In her hand she carried the scroll as a bride carries a prayer book. She saw Rubye fall back, gaping. She turned to James Harvey Nash. His gray eyes were filled with amazement, yet they held hers, searching, asking. His mouth was stern, but as she smiled at him she saw it relax. They stood…
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      The-Morning-After-Chapter-01

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      by webnovelverse The tense, angry voice caught Claire's ear. "In plain words, this is blackmail. Do you realize that?" Claire set her coffee cup down carefully on the yellow breakfast plate and glanced at the yellow wall of her kitchenette. That was the trouble with this apartment. Her kitchenette adjoined the living room of Rubye, night club hostess, and she could hear everything that went on, whether she wanted to or not. But the place was within walking distance of downtown, so she kept on living there. “So…
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      After Picking Up an Eight-Tailed Cat Chapter 1

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      by Quien Cobbet "Yuxin, want to go to the grocery store after class?" my best friend Xiaomei asked as we tossed our books into our bags at Minghai High. "Nope, nope," I replied without hesitation, not bothering to look up as I packed away my pencils. "But the shop owner just adopted a new kitten, a little cream ball," Xiaomei pleaded, knowing all too well my weakness for anything soft and furry. But this time, she miscalculated. "You go ahead, I’ve really got something to do," I explained, clutching my bag a…
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      The Blossom and the Thorn chapter 6

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      by Thea Archambeau He left me an address. Told me to wait there. A cabin in a forest valley. Sparse. A bed, a table. The faint smell of pine. On the table, roses. Black roses. Dark, velvety, rich as spilled wine. They reminded me of him when I first saw him: a black rose in Armani, sharp-featured, languid, with women fluttering around him. A cream card lay among them, his handwriting:"To my little jasmine." Pinned beneath was a note in the flower shop girl’s hand:"I saw you on the news. Was she the one you…
      Modern • Romance
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      The Blossom and the Thorn chapter 5

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      by Thea Archambeau Another year passed. In that year, Zhao Yichen burned every hour, every heartbeat, feeding evidence to police, fueling investigations, stoking fire. The system resisted. Zhuxin’s networks ran deep. Arrests mounted. Scandals broke. But power still rooted itself. And one shadow lingered: Wang Yue. Wang Sheng’s cousin. Declared missing. No report ever found him. Yichen never spoke of it. Silence was its own confession. Then came the day Wang Sheng, shielded by bribes and influence, walked…
      Modern • Romance
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      The Blossom and the Thorn chapter 4

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      by Thea Archambeau Not all grief is loud. Yichen’s grief was sharp and lucid, the kind that slices open quietly over years. At first, after my death, I told myself I’d stay beside him for a while, then let go. I thought if I watched him throw himself into workninto his new company I could leave content, knowing he’d survive. But every night I drifted above him, I saw the truth. His insomnia. The pills beside his pillow. His chest clenched with pain as if it would tear itself free. His life didn’t continue.…
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      The Blossom and the Thorn chapter 3

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      by Thea Archambeau The next day, I waited at the cemetery. From sunlight into dusk, and from dusk into the bruised silence of night. He didn’t come. Rain fell hard, lightning tearing the sky apart. Of course he wouldn’t risk driving out in weather like this. But then he came. Out of the storm’s curtain, Zhao Yichen emerged. Wrapped in a black raincoat, carrying a black umbrella, he looked like a shadow among shadows. But in his hands was a pure bouquet of white jasmine. Though he had never set foot here…
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