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Hi my online Fam, let's start this story with fresh ideas, I hope you'll enjoy reading it ❣️ first let me give my POV about the profile pictures...
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Many Readers asked why I don't use human pictures??
Previously, I also used beautiful models for my story, but now I'm not using human pictures anymore because I believe that when we use a man's or woman's picture as a villain, rapíst, cruel person, or for intimate purposes like smút, that person's image gets imprinted in our minds as we read. Moreover, to me, using someone's picture for such negative characters or for smút/intimacy without their acknowledgment and permission is unethical...
For example, ''Mariano di Vaio" used as villain who ruined the FL so inhumanely in a story, Later, when I saw him as male Protagonist in another story with positive role, I couldn't feel satisfied because I still had the negative impression of that model in my mind.
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One day, I coincidentally came across his Instagram profile and discovered that he is actually a kind, loving man with kids and a beautiful wife. At that moment, I felt bad because he probably had no idea that his pictures were being used for rapíst characters in some stories.That experience changed my perspective, and I decided that I would never use real human pictures again to avoid hurting anyone's sentiments...
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let's have an intro of our main leads
Seraphina Calderon– The paradox of fire and ice
At 25 years old, standing 5'7, she was a striking contradiction of an innocent face masking a rebellious, untamed soul...
She wasn't the kind of woman who followed rules—but a rule breaker
Black wavy hair streaked with brown framed her face perfectly, but it was her hazel eyes, encircled in black, that held an intensity impossible to ignore. And that tiny mole just below her lips? It was an unintentional invitation, a silent mark of effortless allure.
Leather jackets, ripped jeans, and combat boots were her armor, but it was the fire in her soul that truly set her apart. With a sharp tongue and a sharper mind, she walked like she owned the world and fought like she feared nothing...
Tomboy to the core clashed with undeniable curvey frame. she found freedom in speed—whether it was racing down the streets on her skateboard or dodging past obstacles with effortless precision. The thrill of the ride, the wind in her hair, and the adrenaline coursing through her veins—that was her definition of peace.
An only child of the Calderon family, she carried herself with the confidence of someone who never needed saving. Love? It was complicated. She had her heart tangled in a reckless crush on Charles Voden, yet fate had other plans...
And then there were her habits…
A Smoker who found solace in nicotine and a terrible liar, betrayed by the way her fingertips instinctively rubbed the tip of her nose whenever she bent the truth.
Derran Bradford—The Silent Storm in Uniform.
At 27 years old, towering 6'1. he was the kind of man who never had to raise his voice to command a room. A silent storm, always watching, always calculating....
His ash-black hair, sharp jawline, and those piercing gray-green eyes gave him an unshakable intensity. An FBI police officer that even his seniors secretly feared—not because he was reckless, but because he was too damn good at what he did....
But under all that control, there was a mind sharper than steel—one that had already left a mark in the ranks, giving even his seniors a tough time keeping up.
Calm. Composed. Deadly.
No one had ever seen him lose his temper—because he never did. He didn't waste words, didn't indulge in unnecessary emotions. But make no mistake—when Derran moved, he was a force to be reckoned with.
His favorite hobby? Sleeping. Whenever he had a break, he would nap like the world didn't exist. His colleagues joked that if a war broke out, he'd sleep through half of it and still wake up with a plan to end it in five minutes.
Rayhan Sinclair—A name that carried an air of mystery and danger
29 years old with 6'2 height.
he was a man who walked in the shadows yet commanded attention effortlessly. His silver-gray hair framed a face sculpted with sharp, unforgiving edges, a beauty both haunting and lethal...
But his most striking feature was his heterochromatic eyes—one a piercing green, the other an intense blue. A secret he kept buried from the world, hiding them behind contact lenses, masking the truth even from those closest to him...
With intricate ink trailing over his neck, whispering of a past unknown, his presence alone was enough to unsettle even the boldest. He moved like a phantom—silent, calculating, and always a step ahead....
Feared by many, trusted by few, and understood by none...Because Rayhan was not just dangerous—he was a man who never forgave, never forgot....
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that's all with the main leads.
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3 years ago, I couldn't complete this story properly and I dropped it as I was mentally disturbed because of my friend's death... 💔
later I summed up the whole story in one episode ... But I know readers were disappointed, and I was also not satisfied with the rushed ending as I put so much effort into this work... So I decided to restart it with a new fresh
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I thought a lot.. I searched a lot.. Then I decided on this name... "AMBROSED LOVE"...which is from Ambrosia, a Greek word meaning 'immortal' or 'living forever' so Ambrosed Love is immortal love ❤️
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