iLma

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Volume 1: The Crown Flower
(Completed)

Under the hardcover of her childishness, she disguises her painful past. The brutal side of life renders her strong. The person she used to believe like her own shadow betrayed her too. She left bruised, broken.

They say love happens just once. But it isn't true. Definitely not. One day, someone appears in her life again, he heals her bruised heart gives her a new life, a new hope. But fate is not mild-mannered. When her broken heart was healed and it had fallen too deep for him, someone unexpected shows up in his life. Maybe she is late, maybe she is not the one he wants. But is it the truth? Even he knows he loves her and wants her, but who is the other one then? Is that person the Ms right? Or Ms wrong?

Love isn't easy to accomplish, it is always on top in the toughest list. Will they even be able to accomplish it?

~It's an unedited book and also, my very first book here. Mistakes are common. Read at your own risk~

~I don't own the cover.~

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The Crown Flower: My First Love

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The Alpha’s Contract

"Hello, mam!" The waiter of the restaurant greeted politely. "Do you have any reserved table?" This restaurant is full of customers all the time so to be a lucky one, a customer needs to book a table before.

I took a long breath and nodded my head. "I have, I booked one yesterday under the name... Tessa!"

The waiter checked the list and after a while, he looked at me. "Yeah. Mam. There is one. Let me escort you there."

As I nodded again, he escorted me to a table in a corner of the restaurant. It was dark, breathtaking just like I imagined it would be.

"Thank you." I took my seat and started preparing myself for the worst. Everything was already the worst, this place was dark, crowded yet an impression of silence had taken over me. It felt like a desert with a zero existence of people.

Yellow roses