
“You asked me what you mean to me, My darling, you are my poetry.”
NIKITA GILL

“You asked me what you mean to me, My darling, you are my poetry.”
NIKITA GILL
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They say history repeats itself. Perhaps that is why I was doomed the moment I gave my heart to a man who swore on his honor he would never love me. Fate is cruel, and the prophecy had already been told: he would never let me go. Not in this life. Not in the one before it. Not ever. The ending was written long before we began We were never meant to save each other. We were only meant to destroy each other beautifully. So once again, here we are, dancing on the same tune we once did before. Unaware that every step is leading us closer to our sweet ruins. ARRIVING SOON



One wrong door. One stolen kiss. One night that rewrote her fate.



Some roads should never be crossed after sunset. When truck drivers John and Sam accept a long delivery route through the isolated forests of Eastern Europe, they expect nothing more than heavy rain, exhaustion, and endless roads stretching into the darkness. But along the way, strangers begin warning them not to continue their journey after nightfall. They don't listen. What starts as an ordinary cargo delivery soon turns into a nightmare of muddy roads, shadowy forests, whispered voices, and something inhuman lurking between the trees. Stranded in the middle of nowhere, the two men realize they are no longer alone.

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