HadWak
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Romances

- Autor: HadWak
- Status: Concluído
- Classificação etária: 18+
- 👁 704
- ⭐ 7.0
He died a champion. He woke up a child. This time, he plays for keeps. Alex Irvine was a tennis prodigy on the verge of greatness—until a plane crash ended everything. When he opens his eyes, he is no longer Alex. He is a three-year-old boy in a coastal Japanese town, with a second chance at life, a new family, and a racket in his hands. But some things never change. The hunger for victory. The fire on the court. The dream of standing on the world's biggest stage. From the sun-drenched courts of Rockport to the elite Westbrook Academy, Alex builds something greater than individual glory: a team. Together with a group of fiercely talented, wildly unpredictable teammates, he will chase a championship no one thought possible. Yet shadows from his past linger. The rivals who once defined him. The secrets he carries. And the one opponent he may never be ready to face—himself. Love of the Game is a heart-pounding, emotional journey of redemption, friendship, and the relentless pursuit of greatness. For anyone who believes that sometimes, one life isn't enough to achieve your dreams. They said his time was over. They had no idea it was just beginning.
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- Autor: HadWak
- Status: Concluído
- Classificação etária: 18+
- 👁 801
- ⭐ 9.0
Dez anos de casos casuais. Uma proposta desastrosa. E um segredo: um filho pequeno que ele nunca deveria ter conhecido. Chloe Bennett dominou a arte de se afastar. Ela se afastou de um divórcio amargo, de um negócio falido e—o mais perigoso—de Franklin Vance, o implacável bilionário da tecnologia que levou metade do seu coração e não lhe deu nada além de noites de hotel irresponsáveis e promessas vazias. Agora, vivendo em uma ilha remota à beira de um penhasco, Chloe finalmente encontrou paz gerenciando sua pousada à beira-mar e criando seu filho feroz e independente nos seus próprios termos. Ela não precisa de um salvador. Certamente não precisa de um bilionário. E definitivamente não esperava que Franklin saísse de um helicóptero particular direto para sua entrada. Franklin construiu um império da mídia movido por pura vingança depois que Chloe o rejeitou nas planícies selvagens do norte. Ele disse a si mesmo que estava apenas visitando seu investimento esquecido na ilha por um fim de semana de três dias. Mas no momento em que olha nos olhos do filho de um ano de Chloe, a realidade o atinge como um trem de carga: Cachos escuros. Queixo teimoso. Seu sorriso arrogante exato. Franklin não quer apenas respostas—ele quer tudo. Ele vai lavar pisos, carregar bagagens e fazer o parceiro de negócios inofensivo só para respirar o mesmo ar salgado que ela. Mas Chloe sabe a regra de ouro de amar um homem como Franklin: Dê a um albatroz uma jaula, e ele quebrará suas próprias asas para voar. Com uma tempestade se formando sobre o arquipélago e velhas feridas sangrando no oceano, Franklin deve provar que não está mais fugindo. Porque desta vez, conquistar Chloe de volta não custará sua fortuna... custará seu orgulho.
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- Autor: HadWak
- Status: Em andamento
- Classificação etária: 18+
- 👁 16
- ⭐ 7.5
"You ran straight into my trap, little muse. Did you really think I’d ever let you leave?" Walking into a penthouse to catch my fiancé in bed with my childhood best friend was supposed to break me. Instead, I took photos, leaked them to the entire high-society circle, and kicked my cheating ex out of my life forever. I thought I was walking away a free woman. Until the real predator stepped out of the shadows. Julian Sterling. The undisputed king of Bridgeport. A ruthless billionaire with ice in his veins, feared by the entire elite and untouchable to all. To the world, he is an emotionless monster. To me, he is my ex’s terrifying cousin who suddenly offered a fake engagement to protect my reputation. He swore it was just a contract. He swore he was only helping. Liar. He didn’t tell me he had kept an unopened love letter from high school for eight whole years. He didn’t tell me that every man who ever looked at me was driven to ruin. And he certainly didn't tell me that the custom gold chain in his bedroom was made strictly for my ankles. When his touch turns from gentle comfort to insatiable madness, I realize the terrifying truth: Tristan didn’t lose me to chance. Julian had been waiting eight years to steal me for himself. And when a monster decides you are his only salvation, even death won't set you free.
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