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Harmony's Spectrum
LGBT+ In the vibrant city of Spectrumville, where colors, identities, and love intertwine, a diverse group of individuals navigate the complexities of life, love, and self-discovery. "Harmony's Spectrum" follows the intertwining journeys of several LGBTQ+ characters, each facing unique challenges and celebrating triumphs on their quest for acceptance and happiness.
The central character, Alex Harper, a talented artist, finds solace in expressing their emotions through their colorful and evocative paintings. As they navigate the complexities of their own gender identity and sexual orientation, Alex becomes entangled in a web of relationships with the other residents of Spectrumville.
The novel introduces a cast of characters, including Zoe, a passionate LGBTQ+ activist; Jamie, a charismatic drag performer with dreams of making it big; Riley, a non-binary computer whiz grappling with societal expectations; and Casey, a transgender musician striving for success while confronting their past.
As their lives intersect and weave together, "Harmony's Spectrum" explores themes of love, friendship, acceptance, and the pursuit of authentic selfhood. The characters discover the power of community and the strength that comes from embracing one's true colors.
In this inclusive and heartwarming tale, "Harmony's Spectrum" celebrates the beauty of diversity, the strength of unity, and the boundless spectrum of love that exists within the LGBTQ+ community.
BAD GIRL LOVE
Romance Richie Kim is a natural born genius. He was always the top of his class despite the fact that he rarely attended classes. He was brilliant than the teachers, and the students worshipped him like their demigod. He had to skip two grades in elementary and highschool cos of his ultra brilliance, and he became a college student at 15. As the only son of a chaebol family in Korea, he went for his college education in the US.
He graduated at 18, and he came back home to take over his father's company, but he didn't come back alone.He returned with his American girlfriend - Jessica Jones, a rude, violent and hot tempered daughter of a rich family in America.
His parents found everything about her wrong at first sight, but Richie wouldn't hear of it, they must want what he wants.Jessica might be the violent type, but at least she satisfies him s*xually. Yeah, Richie is a big s*x freak even at 18.
He has a sis... Ruby who's a student of Horizon Highschool, an exclusive ultra-elite school for rich families in Korea and beyond. Lovelyn Jeong is Ruby's best friend and classmate who's a regular visitor in the mansion.She's not rich. In fact, her family has a lot of choky debts, and she strives hard to pay up with her mum.
Everyone in school believes she's a rich kid like the rest cos of the rented cars and fake designers she comes to school with, but no one has the idea what she does to keep it going.
She's the best stripper at Ginger clubhouse where she showcases the beauty of her body to rich guys and men under the neon lights every night, and her mum is a maid in the mansion of the brattiest girl in school while everyone believes she's a rich investor.
Basically, her whole life in school is fake and a big bunch of lies.
What happens when Lovelyn couldn't help but fall for Richie at first sight but kept her feelings to herself cos of Jessica?
And what happens when Richie began noticing her despite his relationship with Jessica?Will a change happen despite the variables?Especially when another guy stepped in.What about Lovelyn's big secrets?Will it ever get revealed?What'd be the fate of the poor girl doing just everything to survive?
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But the soft hiss of his shower was soon drowned out by a chilling message on his laptop: "Ethan, can you come keep me company for a bit...? - Liam."
Liam-the "first love" I' d recently watched Ethan escort into a hotel with tender care, the same Liam whose face filled the secret shrine in Ethan's study, a shrine I'd discovered while waiting alone on Ethan' s birthday, clutching an engagement ring.
That night, news alerts screamed of #TechMogul\'sSecretLove, confirming my worst fears of being nothing but a call-on-demand lover, a temporary diversion while his true obsession was away.
Now, as he dismissively left me for his "office" – Liam – a cold dread turned into a furious resolve. I ordered a ride-share, following him to the hotel, my heart hammering as I watched him link arms with Liam, a picture of perfect affection. They looked like a family, something I' d never known.
When my own father, eager to marry me off for fifty billion, presented Liam as his mistress' s son, my new stepbrother, the betrayal hardened into a diamond-sharp edge. I bought couture gowns I' d never wear, jewelry I' d never put on, emptying his accounts.
Then, walking through a dark alley after my credit card was cut off, I was cornered by two menacing men. Just as they grabbed me, a black car screeched to a halt, and Ethan's assistant, Mark, stepped out, followed by Ethan himself, his face a mask of cold fury.
He pulled me into his Maybach, demanding answers. My response was simple: "Away from you. Away from my father. Away from everything." This wasn't just about escape; it was about reclaiming myself. Fake Amnesia, Real Betrayal
Johan Gorski The call came at 7:05 PM on our tenth wedding anniversary.
My husband, David, was in an accident.
At the hospital, he was awake, but a young woman, his assistant Chloe, was holding his hand, acting like his wife.
When I walked in, he looked at me, a blank stranger' s stare, then asked, "Who are you?"
He laughed when I said I was his wife, then demanded security remove me, while Chloe, smiling, pretended to cry.
It wasn't just memory loss; it was a cruel, targeted erasure.
I tried proof, the marriage certificate, but he pushed it away as "just a piece of paper."
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"She' s the only one who' s been here for me!" he screamed.
He snarled that I was "exhausted, haggard," compared to Chloe, who was "kind and gentle."
My wedding ring, a symbol of our forever, flew from my hand as he slapped it away, clinking under the bed.
"Don' t come back," he said, turning his back on me to comfort Chloe.
Later, I learned why: he had been having an affair with Chloe, his mother's 65th birthday ruined by his absence and her answering his phone.
My world shattered when Mark Johnson, David's estranged best friend, told me what David said: "The fake amnesia was a stroke of genius, right? A clean break."
My husband had faked a brain injury to throw me away.
A car hit me, sending me to the hospital, and I knew what I had to do.
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