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All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.
Love Between Two Enemies Part Seven
The Cost of Saving Her Ethan Ashford became a ghost overnight. Not officially—his name was still on buildings, still whispered in financial circles—but something fundamental had shifted. The man who once walked into rooms and bent them to his will now moved through the city like someone marked.
By Ahmed aldeabella14 days ago in Humans
Love Between Two Enemies Part Six
Taken The silence after the call was unbearable. Ethan stood frozen in the middle of his penthouse, the city lights outside blurring into meaningless streaks of gold and white. His phone was still pressed to his ear, even though the line had gone dead seconds ago.
By Ahmed aldeabella14 days ago in Humans
Love Between Two Enemies Part Four
Secrets Don’t Stay Buried The photograph felt heavier than paper. Ethan stared at it under the dim light of his office, long after midnight had swallowed the city. Two men stood side by side, their hands clasped in a firm handshake—smiles restrained, eyes calculating.
By Ahmed aldeabella14 days ago in Humans
Five Clear Signs Your Body Is Telling You You’re With the Wrong Man
As souls in human form, we are deeply connected to our bodies. It’s no coincidence that music can give us goosebumps, or that certain thoughts and images can trigger strong physical reactions before our rational mind even has time to respond.
By Teodora Vale15 days ago in Humans
The Lottery chapter 30
Emma looked as though she had all her blood drained suddenly, then with a soft squeak, she sang out with her skin glowing once again, “Cara! Cara! Is that the Holy Ghost or is this my SISTER!!!!!” She jumped up and ran over to the tall black woman. I immediately recognized her though it had been a long time. Several years since their parents died and Cara left.
By Melissa Ingoldsby15 days ago in Humans
Love Between Two Enemies Part Two
Lines Drawn in Blood --- PART TWO – LINES DRAWN IN BLOOD Some wars were loud. They came with shouting, gunfire, headlines splashed across newspapers. Others were quieter—waged in boardrooms, whispered threats, contracts signed in ink that carried more poison than blood.
By Ahmed aldeabella15 days ago in Humans









