To you, dear reader...
Thank you for stepping into the storm with me.
Tempestuous Bonds: Raikage & Hinata's Secret was never just about lust, betrayal, or forbidden rendezvous. It was a love letter to the aching, hidden places inside us—the ones that crave what we should not touch, but cannot help reaching for. It was about power, vulnerability, and the tension between duty and desire.
We followed a kunoichi who wore silence like armor, and a Kage who walked like thunder. We saw how longing could outgrow loyalty. We watched them burn, stumble, and finally… surrender.
From shadowed hotel rooms to sacred hot springs, from whispered moans to broken promises, you stayed. You indulged. You felt. And for that, I'm deeply grateful.
But more than that…
You reminded me why fanfiction exists.To reimagine.To reclaim.To rebel.
So whether you came for the smut, the angst, the drama, or the sheer audacity of it all—thank you.
This is the end of this affair. But stories like these never really die, do they?
They wait in the dark… for the next spark.
Until then,
—The Author