Xeeraaruwa

A heiress to the famous Duke Walter went missing after an incident, she then wakes up in a strange location an island , but what's stranger was the fact that she had no memories of how she got there, or what had happened to her.

The only thing she remembers is her name, but then she meets someone who happens to be the only person on the Island, and also someone who knows who she is.

Eric; the Male lead, went over to the island to be away from everyone, but then Keerah came barging in and his plans for getting a peaceful time there was completely shattered. 
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An average person would try their best to get back their memories after they woke up, but not Akeerah, she choose not to find out what happened to her. But not for long because she has to leave that island...

When she left the island, she found out she was kidnapped, so she tries to get back her memories just to find out who were the people trying to hurt her.


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Akeerah vowed to seek revenge on the people who tried to hurt her...

Do you think she would succeed... or would she forgive them.

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This book involves a weak to strong female protagonist, someone who used to see the world as a peaceful place with innocent people until she faced a near death experience by the people she trusted the most.

The book tells the story of Akeerah, her love life, the choices she has to make, and what life forced her to become.


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The work is unedited, so expect a few grammatical errors here and there. If you're okay with all this, then proceed I hope you enjoy your stay...
Ps. book arts doesn't belong to me.

Would it be Love or Requital

I decided to go back to my room, but before I climb up the stairs, the front door flew open and Eric walked in looking a little distorted.

I stared at him for only a few seconds before turning my face around and started to climb up the stairs.

"I'm sorry," He yelled from the doorstep where he stood, and I stopped slightly but did not turn to look at him, and then I continued up the stairs as he didn't say any more words.

"He couldn't seriously be expecting me to be jubilant of his miserly apology that held no meanings in it right," I let out feeling furious that he didn't try to stop me again for the second time when all he needed to do was that and I would forget all about being mad at him.

Maybe I should have told him I want to go home, and that I don't want to continue staying with him since our relationship seems to have no future whatsoever.

Maybe I should try to get back my memories