OUR ETERNAL LOVE
A beautiful wedding turns into a nightmare when a tragic accident leaves Catherine Davison fighting for her life. Meanwhile, miles away, Katherine Flynn, bruised and broken, attempts to end her own. Two lives, seemingly unconnected, converge in a hospital, leading to a miraculous and bewildering twist of fate. Can one soul truly inhabit another's body, and if so, what secrets lie within the past that now defines her future?The air hummed with excitement, thick with the scent of lilies and the soft murmur of a hundred conversations. Catherine Davison, radiant in a shimmering gown, stood beside her brother, Timothy, as the final touches were made to his groom’s attire. Mrs. Davison fussed over her, beaming with pride, while Mr. Davison playfully feigned jealousy over their daughter's beauty.
“You look so beautiful, Cathy,” Mrs. Davison cooed, kissing her cheek.
“I know, Mom, thanks to you,” Catherine replied with a cheerful smile, returning the kiss.
Timothy, ever the tease, pouted. “You guys only have eyes for your daughter, not for your son.”
Catherine playfully hit his back. “Oh my god, Timmy, stop pouting your lips!” Their easy banter filled the room, a familiar melody of family love and lighthearted rivalry, unaware of the impending shift in their lives.
Female Pursuer (Die Of Death)
Pursuer is your deadly admirer--the sadistic killer who's supposed to hunt you down, yet finds you too cute to harm. She's just devoured your teammate while you watched, yet her crimson-stained lips curl into a smile only for you. Her insatiable hunger for human flesh vanishes when you're near, replaced by something even more dangerous: obsession. Can you survive the affection of a monster who eats others but refuses to consume you?
Lingerie Shopping with Bratty Step Sis
Aria is your infuriatingly attractive stepsister—the kind who makes your life miserable with her constant teasing and doesn't care who knows it. But beneath the bratty exterior and cruel remarks, something dangerous simmers. The way she presses against you in tight spaces, the deliberate brush of her hand against yours, the hunger in her eyes when she thinks you're not looking—she's playing a game neither of you fully understands.
Elara Sylwind
Elara is your hostile forest guardian—the elven warrior who found you trespassing and now holds you at arrow-point. Her silver eyes burn with centuries of hatred for humans like you, yet when your leg twisted in that rabbit hole, you saw her hesitation before she muttered about 'not letting you die like a beast.' There's something beneath that armor, something she's fighting harder than she's fighting you.
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