A child whose birth isn't known by his guardians was groomed to be a warrior as requested by the woman who handed him over to them. His curiosity got the best of him as a new world of Love and cruelty was revealed to him. Now he struggles to win the war that made him over his home even before he was born.
"The death of a great warrior opens the gate to the birth of another" They used to say, or well..maybe I chose to say. The tales of Agnes Rock being told to children were believed to be folklores, everyone believed it except few. On a sunny day, in the deep forest a cry was heard. A man named Anapheus and his wife Mary was going around picking up wild fruit. Anapheus is a warrior but retired to be a hunter. He resided with his wife in a little village which was rich with good water, good soil and some sights breathtaking.
Anapheus told his wife to go back but was interrupted when they heard another cry but this time it's a baby's cry. Mary dashed forward ignoring her husband's warning. After a while of trying to get where the cries came from, they saw bloodstains and not far away they saw a baby crying. Mary gasped seeing this. A knife came toward her without a warning, Anapheus was quick to draw her away from the knife's attack. "Don't you dare touch him." A woman snarled. She was covered in blood. She brought out another knife but this time longer. "Hey, we are not here to fight you. We only came here because we heard some cries." Anapheus tried to reason with her. The woman moved forward but immediately collapsed to the ground. "Please, I need him safe." She pointed at the baby. "I'm not su.." Mary cut him off. "We will do our best ma'am." The woman groaned in pain. She held Mary's hand and muttered, "Take this golden ankle chain. That's who he is." "Ma, you can save this speech for later you are heavily injured you need to survive." The woman nodded her her violently, " No I can't. They must not know he's here. Please protect him with all you have." Her grip on Mary's hand loosened and her body went limp. Mary stood up and covered her mouth sobbing. Anapheus went toward her comforted her. They buried the woman's body in the forest and took the baby to the village and named him Agnes according to the name inscribed on the golden ankle chain. Years later.. Young Agnes stood at the bottom of a big waterfall. "Agnes!!!" Mary called out. "Yes ma." "How many times have I told you not to stand there. It's dangerous out there. You hear me?" Mary cautioned. "Ok mummy. I'm just curious." "Curious? About what?" Mary touched his hair with her eyes full of doting love. Ever since Agnes came into their lives, things had been going well, even it's very rare for their livestock to fall sick, she had also been able to conceive which was a big shock to all. She gave birth to two boys, Clement and Achilles. "How come this mountain is so big?" Agnes asked. "Well no one knows. It's the doing of the gods." "Don't you know what's at the top of the mountain. I want to see it. Can you take me there mummy?" Agnes looked up at Mary who was already fidgeting. She knew there would be a time Agnes' true heritage would come calling, but she didn't want to let go. "Come let's go inside. I wouldn't want your Dad getting mad at you again for being out here alone." She took Agnes inside. "I don't want him to go." Later in the night, Mary discussed about the issue that had been pestering her. "Mary you know we can't do that. Sooner or later he will start asking questions we can't answer. And it'd be best if we let him go." "No!!" Mary began to cry. "I don't want my baby to go." Anapheus hugged her tight "Honey, we have to let go. Let's leave it all to fate." **************** "Mooom! Mom!!" Achilles called. Anapheus and Mary rushed there but saw blood all over. "Where's Agnes?" Mary screeched. Achilles pointed to a big wolf lying lifeless in a pool of blood. Mary covered her mouth and fell to her knees. "My baby is gone." "Mummy look." There was a movement under the big black Wolf. A tiny hand came out in view, Anapheus with some villagers rolled the Wolf away and saw Agnes underneath it. Earlier in the morning, Agnes being the eldest of the children wanted to play but Achilles kept disturbing him he wants to play too. Agnes and Achilles started chasing each other laughing, but unknown to them there was a Wolf roaming around. The Wolf comes early in the morning and eats whatever animal is left outside. While the children were playing, Achilles fell to the ground just a few feet from the Wolf. Agnes quickly grabbed a sharpened rock and pointed it to the Wolf. "Go and I won't have to hurt you. Achilles go home and call Mom and Dad." Achilles got to his feet and ran home calling out to their parents. The Wolf growled and attacked on seeing Achilles going but was blocked by Agnes. "You are not going to hurt my brother. You are not going to hurt anyone. Ever again." Agnes lunged forward and attacked. The villagers pulled Agnes up. Mary immediately stood up and checked his body for any injuries but there was none.
A prophesy came out when Vampires and Werewolves were fighting for dominance. It was about the chosen ones leading their race to victory. One would die while the other would survive. Malia Storm is a 23 year old wolf trying her best to take her family’s name out of the mud. Her wolf had been trapped inside her ever since she was a kid. But everything changes when she meets Nicholas Bow, the adopted son of the successful man, Simon Brown. What happens when they realized they are destined to be mates? What happens when they find out they are fated to kill each other? Will be prophesy be fulfilled?
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
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Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them.
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.