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He wants her. He needs her. Freya Jacob is a strong and confident woman and the top lawyer at their firm. She never loses a case in her life being a lawyer. Luke Walters is a CEO that has the whole package; Looks, body, money, personality, and he gets whatever he wants. When he first saw Freya after a town event that he just attended, he knew that he wants the lawyer to be his. But not everything will have a good happy ending without someone trying to destroy it. Somewhere, somehow... a loose serial killer under the name, of Dr. Clown sees Freya for the first time in Community town and that made him want her as well. With this fact, Luke and Freya must find a way to be together and defeat Dr. Clown. Can their relationship work? Will they defeat Dr. Clown? Or will Dr. Clown get what he wants? Read along and join Freya on her journey to defeat her stalker who turns out to be a serial killer. His muscular arms looked inviting straining against his shirt. She bit her lip and looked at his handsome face. She noticed he has shifted his attention to her, and he was staring at her intensely. His perfect lips curved into a smile as his eyes held something in them, she wasn't sure what. "Like what you see?" He asked her making her blush again and she turned her head away from him. "I know I do."
Dark clouds covered the night sky, it was about to rain, and the forest was quiet apart from the sound of a man's running feet and heavy breathing. Running was a struggle for him but he couldn't stop, his life was in danger. It scared him.
He chanced a glance over his shoulder and tripped; he found his footing again and continued running. His hair looked disheveled and his clothes were dirty since he fell down so many times and one of his sleeves had a tear.
Keep running, you won't get far. The person chasing the terrified man thought. He suddenly appeared in front of the man, and he let out a yelp, trying to get up and run, but it was too late.
The person chasing him, dressed in a black hoody and trousers with a smiling clown mask was already on him. He pressed a cloth dipped in chloroform on the man's nose and mouth.
He didn't let go until the man was unconscious. He carried him on his back and went back to his car.
I may do this for the one I love, but I also love the chase. He thought, grinning behind his mask.
The chaser drove his car to the remaining distance to his house. He didn't usually 'hunt' near his home, but he thought it was safe enough since he had done so many far away. He was to park his car in his garage, but not before noticing a car parked in front of the house next to his and light inside the house.
The chaser had a new neighbor while he was out hunting. He removed his mask, got out of his car and closed the garage door.
"I'll see if this one stays". He said out loud this time right before taking the victim inside.
Earlier that day, Freya arrived at the house she had bought. The house was in a small town called Community, it had a few houses around it. She wanted a place that was quiet, where there weren't many people and that was just it.
The town looked old-fashioned, and her house looked just as old-fashioned, it was a one story, cream colored with a brown front door and a lawn.
The house next to hers looked like no one lived there; grasses in the lawn were long, and they had the window shutters drawn shut. The other one closer to hers was nicer to look at. They had the lawn trimmed; the house looked welcoming and neat.
"That is Dr. David's home." The saleswoman in her forties, Andrea said.
"Poor thing, his wife died during childbirth. Had to raise the girl all by himself, not to mention she has been sick for two years now. He even stopped going out to work at the hospital after he found out that she was sick." Andrea shook her head in pity. Freya placed her palm over her chest.
"That is terrible. I hope she gets better." Andrea gave her a look that she knew meant the girl wasn't getting any better. Freya thought the doctor was strong to go through all that.
"Oh well, I'll leave you to settle down."
"Alright, thank you." She smiled back at Andrea and watched her walk to her car that was next to Freya's, and drive off. She picked up the last two boxes from the ground and walked to the new house, letting the door slam behind her.
Freya jolted awake from her sleep. What was it that woke her up? An unidentified sound came, like a shout mixed with a whimper and some other sound. That was it. It woke her up. She didn't know where it was coming from, so she dismissed it. Just as she turned on her side and pulled her quilt higher to her shoulders, ready to go back to sleep, it came again.
Freya sat up and listened. It sounded again and her head snapped to the left. She stood and strolled to the window, the one on her left and the one facing Dr. David's house. It came again, then continued for minutes.
Freya only stood there, facing the side of Dr. David's house. The sounds were audible enough for her to hear, but not loud enough for people in other houses to hear since her house and his are closer to each other. The sounds were horrifying.
She didn't know what was happening. She started wondering if he was torturing people in there. But she cleared that thought from her mind.
"No, it can't be. Besides, I just moved in and I'm in no place to judge. It's probably TV, yeah, he's watching a horror movie.'
She walked back to bed, got in and pulled the quilt over herself. She then closed her eyes, trying to block out the frightening noises.
The next morning, Freya was coming out of her house to get something to eat when she noticed Dr. David was out mowing his lawn. She hadn't met him since she moved in six days ago. She decided that was the right time to introduce herself.
Even though she has been hearing those disturbing noises every night from his house, she walked towards his yard as she pushed all her suspicions down. It might be her lawyer's instinct. She stood in front of his yard and called out,
"Morning!" Dr. David turned to face her, he shut the machine down, wiped the sweat from his brow and walked over to her.
"I am Freya Jacob, your new neighbor. I moved into the house next door a few days back."
The man looked like he was in his forties, he had a shaved head, and was wearing a white wife beater with faded jeans. Freya thought that he looked fit and good looking for an older guy.
He stared intensely at her first before smiling lightly.
"Well, hello neighbour. Good to see someone finally living next door." His smile, which Freya thought was fake, broadened.
"Yeah, feels good to be somewhere new and quiet." She smiled slightly, though hers was real.
"I'm Samuel David by the way, but you can call me Sam."
"Alright Sam. I wanted to introduce myself and also ask you if you knew what were making last night's noises."
"What noises are talking about?" Sam looked confused as he folded his arms across his chest.
"There were strange noises coming from outside last night. Didn't you hear them?" Freya didn't know if he was really confused or just acting.
"Yes, I am sure that I didn't hear any noises last night. Maybe you were having a dream." He replied her as he rubbed his chin and looked around as if trying to hear the noises she was talking about.
"Yeah, maybe. So I need to go now." Freya decided to agree with him although she knew that she didn't dream of those noises last night.
"Nice meeting you, Freya."
She walked to her car as he stared at her back. He didn't seem like the serial killer type, but there was definitely something off about him. It was a feeling in her gut.
Freya drove by the other neighbor's house that was on the other side. The lawn still had long grasses, and the windows were still shut and dirty. An old man who she guessed was Mr. Othman from what Andrea told her, was peeping out from the front door and staring straight at her. His gaze followed her until she was out of view.
What was that about? She thought. It looked like the small town wasn't as quiet and as normal as she thought.
Ding dong
Freya's doorbell rang. She stood from the couch where she was watching TV and went to open the door.
"Hello." Mr. Othman said. He was dressed neatly, to her surprise, in a black dress shirt and blue jeans compared to how untidy his house looked.
"Uh, hi." She replied slowly, shocked to see him there.
"Can I talk to you?"
Alexa meets Colton, her vampire mate during a time where the human race is enslaved by vampires. As she meets him, she learns about the supernatural world and how Colton's enermy, Gabriel, has been watching her. A disaster happens and she dies, but she is transported into the modern world as a vampire where she meets Colton as a Billionaire CEO. She is devastated at the loss of her family and her new identity since her mother was killed by a vampire and now, she isn't only the mate of one, but also one herself.
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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 claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
"Love is blind!" Lucinda abandoned her beautiful and comfortable life because of a man. She married him and slaved off for him for three long years. One day, the scales finally fell off her eyes. She realized that all her efforts were in vain. Her husband, Nathaniel still treated her like shit. All he cared about was his lover. "Enough is enough! I quit wasting my years with an ungrateful man!" Lucinda's heart was shattered into many pieces, but she summoned up the courage to ask for a divorce. The news caused a stir online! A filthy rich young woman recently got divorced? She was a good catch! Countless CEOs and handsome young men immediately swarmed to her like bees to honey! Nathaniel couldn't take it anymore. He held a press conference and begged with teary eyes, "I love you, Lucinda. I can't live without you. Please come back to me." Would Lucinda give him a second chance? Read to find out!
Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!