Category: Finding Connection After Crisis
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The Hidden Dragon’s Groom
The Weighted Heir Li Wei was born into a world of perfumed courtyards, elegantly decorated pavilions, and an unending stream of polished floors and shimmering lanterns. As the heir to the House of Li—one of the most renowned noble families in the empire—he was raised amid tutors who’d drilled into him the proper calligraphy for […]
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Please Don’t Pet the Trauma
Whisked Away by Fate Noah’s hand trembled as he reached for the measuring cup. It was an involuntary tremor, the aftermath of a life-altering event that clung to him like a stubborn stain. The stainless-steel counters of the café kitchen glinted under fluorescent lights, reminding him of a past that still haunted him in nightmares. […]
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Tides of The Heart
Chapter 1: The Rhythm of the Island A hush lay over the small island off the coast of Bali, like a gentle arm draped around its shoulders. Rolling hills gave way to rocky cliffs along parts of the shoreline, but in many areas, golden beaches melted seamlessly into the turquoise sea. Few maps bothered to […]
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The Bodyguard’s Dilemma
Damon Roberts stared out the passenger window of the sleek black SUV, his jaw set in a stiff line. The lush greenery of the mansion’s driveway and the gentle slope of manicured hedges did little to calm the tension brewing in his gut. He’d done tours in hostile territories, served on protective details for dignitaries […]
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Oxygen of Two Hearts
Chris pressed the oxygen canister to his lips and took a shaky breath, feeling the cool hiss of air fill his lungs for what might be the last time. Days—or was it weeks?—had blurred together since he’d last seen another living soul. The remains of his group were scattered along the treacherous dunes, consumed by […]
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Second Chances in Shanghai
Dr. Liang Wenhua had lived in Shanghai long enough to be intimately familiar with its urban melodies: the rumble of traffic that never quite slept, the roar of scooters weaving between cars, and the chatter of nighttime revelers beneath neon signs. On this crisp autumn afternoon, as he stepped out of his private orthopedic clinic, […]