If they are snakes, I will prove a shark for them. A girl in me died years ago when they killed my parents. They have started this game of murder but they didn't know that I am playing too. I may look like a Barbie doll but I am a cold bloody monster now. I craved for blood and death. Vengeance is running is my veins. I will bleed them to death. Innocent yet charming girl named Tiara belonged to a middle-class family. Living a normal life of a college student, her life is totally changed after a cruel accident taking away life of her parents and leaving her hospitalized. This is the story of her struggles to make her enemy begging for death. But what will happen if you fell in love with your enemy. Does her hatred is stronger than her love? What will happen to this love- hate relationship?
Madeleine de Proust
A woman is like a tea bag – you never know how strong she is until she gets in hot water. Tiara is just like that a wild lioness who cannot be tamed by anyone, at least until now! She is all; a glamorous, young and a mighty woman, when she walks she bring out urge in men and women to turn around and look at her well defined carved body with jet black hairs brushing over her silky white skin. Blood underneath her skin is rushing such that it gives pinkish hue to her cheeks and velvety lips. Her lynx eyes sparkling like a honey in sunlight but reflecting innocence as untouched kitten. She is one of her kind!
When a butterfly is formed, the caterpillars not only spoke of her beauty but also of her weirdness. And wanted her to change back into what she always had been. But she had wings now.
Deep inside thick forest of tall pine trees which has silence and peace, but also its own chaos. Tiara leans forward with a bow in her hand and hairs moving steadily on her body. Due to cold weather her nose and cheeks are red with sharp glimpse in her eyes. Aiming at a distance of 2 km she released the arrow, which hit the target on the furthest tree trunk, explained in just two words Perfect Shot it was!!!! like all the previous ones.
Even in cold weather due to 5 hour long practice, sweat is coming down from her feminine long neck to her chest portraying her beauty. She looked at Azlan and throw the bow at him with a sparkle in her eyes.
"You seem exhausted now, lets move back to red zone", Azlan pleaded.
No answer from Tiara, she is reloading the sniper.
"You have been here since last 5 hours, you need to rest" Azlan said in a low voice.
Still no response...
After a while Tiara said coldly: "Come here Azlan!"
She moved toward Azlan and gave him a coin.
"On count of three, flip the coin in air," Tiara said while positioning Azlan.
"One .... Two.... and Three!", Tiara exclaimed.
*Gunshot*
She targeted the coin in air with a sniper remarkably. Azlan trembled yet smiling picked up a ring that was left of a coin from a ground.
Azlan knew that she is the best shooter "CARBON" can have – Real diamond. He remembered, the light in Tiara's eyes when he first met her at new comrade meeting. Azlan was her guide as well a good companion. He's always with new organizational members, checking them and telling them rules in a five days' trial period.
Tiara left the gun and headed back towards black Bentley, Azlan following her. She drifted it spreading dust clouds behind, Azlan taking support of dashboard took long breath as Tiara raced Bentley towards red zone.
Azlan Point of View (POV)
Tiara is a quite girl yet very observant. I am working for CARBON since when I was 16 years, I've trained multiple people for the organization as it was my duty. But she .... she is different. Tiara don't like to engage in conversation other than work, and I haven't seen her smiling until now. Today is her 4th day of training with me and she is already acing it. It seems like her sole life purpose is to achieve something which isn't clear yet because no one in such a young age is this much focused as she is being only 19 years.
Usually there was silence in car or otherwise Azlan starts conversation.
"You have done a great job today," said Azlan.
Tiara just nodded her head but don't said a word.
"How is your uncle?", Azlan asked in a low tone. Tiara doesn't talk about anyone from her family, her Uncle Jordan is the one took her here.
"I have not spoken to him since my entry into cartel", Tiara replied.
Azlan looked at her for a second and then turn his face to look outside. It started raining and temperature dropped more.
They stopped in front of an isolated wooden house. Tiara moved out of the car and handed the keys to a another man standing there looking like a guard with a AR rifle.
Azlan went inside a cozy house, holding the door for Tiara. Fire was burning in ingle with a sweet aroma coming from a kitchen, which hit her strongly and reminded her of something familiar but she doesn't get a moment to think as suddenly a mature woman appeared with a bright smile on a face.
"You are back! I have been waiting for you both (looking at Azlan)", Morgan (a middle-aged woman) said joyously.
"There is something for you in bedroom", Morgan said looking at Tiara with a smile on her face.
Tiara looked at warmly at Morgan and nodded then went upstairs.
She opened the door of her room *cracking voice of wooden room door*.
She looked around the room and saw on left side near the window is a chocolate brownie with a candle lighted on it, she looked at it for 2 minutes still. Then moved towards the window, she removed her black leather jacket and tied her long hair in a bun. She then sat on a couch and noticed the note beside brownie saying "Birthday Wishes Tiara!"
The note and that smell of freshly baked brownie took her to past. It was totally involuntary, a gist of fresh air caressed her face. Everything of present seemed blurry as she was shifted to past....an ordinary girl studying in college with her .... younger sister .... Emma .... and her... parents ...... mom .... and dad. Living a peaceful family life laughing and smiling.
It's been ages that she has not laughed or giggled, that naughty lovable girl is transformed into serious, strong and focused or one can say into a mature lady!
There are two types of pains, one that hurts you and the other that changes you... forever!
Flashbacks appeared before her eyes, indeed a sudden rush of memories - Madeleine de Proust.
Eliana was framed by her best friend and her fiance into sleeping with a boy toy in the club and getting impregnated by him. Five years after she had given birth to twins, she returned home and worked under the Moran Group, where she met the CEO-- Maurice. Maurice was a brilliant businessman who did his job well. But in order to stay under the radar, he lived a double life. One as Maurice, and one as Preston. Fate brought the two together again, roping them in on an exciting love story. It all became more complicated when Eliana faced Preston, the man she had slept with before, once again. Now that she was being pursued by two men, how could she ever choose? When would Eliana uncover the secret of Maurice's identity? When was Maurice going to know that he already had two children of his own? How would Eliana face this man when the truth came to light one day? Come and find out.
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.