ItsLayLayH

Hey guys, just wanted to give you an update. I’m currently in a bad writers block. I have been for a few months, and I’ve forced chapters out. I’m not proud of my latest ones, and feel like if I take a bit of time to myself, I’ll come back and give you guys the chapters you deserve. I am sorry for the delays.

omusun

@ItsLayLayH is there a chance or possibility u can write a part two of running with his child the suspense is killing me
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ajohnson233

@ItsLayLayH the last chapters you posted are great please keep up the good work
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lovanyamoora

Aurelia Benedict hanya ingin hidup tenang di Paris, tetapi segalanya berubah saat dia terjebak dalam obsesi gelap seorang pria berbahaya.
          
          Fahad Smith De Jong, seorang hacker jenius sekaligus bayangan gelap dunia kriminal, terobsesi padanya sejak pertama kali melihatnya. Saat Aurelia mencoba kabur dari hidup yang dipenuhi paranoia dan pelarian, Fahad menyeretnya ke dalam jaring kekerasan, darah, dan keinginan yang tak pernah padam.
          
          Dari kantor dingin Paris hingga villa terpencil di hutan Brazil, dari persembunyian di gua tebing laut hingga pelarian berdarah di Zanzibar, mereka bertarung bersama melawan kartel dan mafia yang mengintai setiap napas mereka.
          
          Di antara luka, peluru, dan napas yang hampir habis, cinta mereka tumbuh liar-penuh rasa takut, keputusasaan, dan pengkhianatan, namun juga menghangatkan di saat gelap paling pekat. Hingga ketika dunia yang memburu mereka runtuh oleh rahasia dan darah, mereka hanya memiliki satu sama lain.
          
          "Karena meski dunia penuh gelap, mereka memilih untuk tetap saling menemukan cahaya."
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/397987041?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=lovanyamoora

Blackmiyo

          Caretaker of the Devil
          ✨ Dark. Obsessive. Way too real. ✨ 
          
          I took the job out of desperation.
          Private estate. Coma patient. Good pay.
          Easy, right? 
          
          Except he wasn’t just asleep.
          He was listening.
          To everything. 
          
          He knew what mug I drink from.
          How I hum when I clean.
          What I sound like when I cry alone. 
          
          And when he woke up…
          He looked at me like I belonged to him. 
          
          “Even when you walk away, I’m still inside you.” 
          
          He doesn’t flirt.
          He haunts.
          He ruins. 
          
          This isn’t a romance.
          It’s a slow descent into the hands of a man who never learned how to love without taking. 
          
          And the worst part? 
          
          …I don’t want him to stop. 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/397137372?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=Blackmiyo