"Stan's POV:
'Come on, don't be a party pooper. We both know Fridays are for partying, so why the sudden loss of interest?' my best friend Sam exclaimed.
'Fine, fine, I'll go so you'll stop nagging. I just have a bad feeling about something.'
'You are overthinking things,' Sam said. 'This is exactly why you need to go to this party, to let loose.'
'Okay then, you've convinced me.'
'That's more like it,' he smiled to himself, being proud of convincing me.
We made our way to Tim's house, and he welcomed us in. To say everywhere was packed was an understatement. Tim is known for throwing the best parties, so I wasn't really surprised.
Sam immediately disappeared into the crowd, leaving me to navigate through the crowd. I grabbed a drink from the counter, gulping it down. I needed to get in the groove, and that's exactly what I did.
I made my way to the crowd and started dancing like crazy. After dancing, I made my way outside, finding the pool. I dived into the pool, getting cheers from everyone around. 'I'm back,' I said to myself.
I dried myself up, making my way back into the house. I saw Sam and other people playing cup pong. I decided to join; I mean, I'm the best. After winning many rounds, I got tired and decided to use the restroom."
Stepping out of the bathroom,I saw something curiosity took over me and I followed but,it disappeared it's probably my imagination
The party finally ended and it was time to make our way back home
I went to get Sam and my eyes got hunted he was getting freaky with some girl,I'll just text him later
I made my way out of the house and I saw other students exiting too
I pulled out my phone dialing for a taxi,but it was a Friday and no one was available,thanks Sam you were suppose to be my ride
I decided to just walk it's a good form of exercise
The streets are weirdly quiet today I thought to myself,I took out my buds plugged my ears and started jamming to star boy by the weekend
I hummed along to the words of the song " I'm trying to put you in the worst mood "-when I felt the presence I felt in the restroom
I stopped in my tracks to look around but saw nothing so I continued walking,I was suddenly tackled and I managed to fight the person off I picked up my pace and tried running,but I got caught
My eyes were playing tricks on me that must be it,I saw a wolf over me I tired fighting it off but it was stronger and much faster than me,that can't be an ordinary wolf,I tried kicking it off but it was too late it sank his teeth deep into my neck,I screamed in pain as I watched the fury animal running off,I covered my neck with my hands trying to get help
I pulled out my phone calling Sam informing him I was attacked,that was the last thing I remembered before passing out
I woke up in shock it must have been a dream because I find myself in my room how did I get here the last thing I remembered was calling Sam telling him I was attacked ,I was lost in my thoughts when Sam made his way to the room
"Dude you scared me,why didn't you just wait for me I found you passed out a few blocks away I had to bring you back "you said you were in danger and I checked nothing was wrong with you,you sure you good? Or you had a little too much to drink ?
I was still trying to process everything,I remembered the bite so I placed my hands on my neck no scar,I quickly stood up dashed to the mirror and nothing was there I knew I got bitten it wasn't in my head I'm definitely not going crazy
Sam looked at me confused
"Stan, are you on drugs",what's up with you?
If I tell you, promise me wouldn't you think I'm crazy?
"Fine I promise,now spill "
I got attacked yesterday ,a wolf jumped me it bit my neck and just ran off
Sam looked at me as if I was crazy
" It's definitely drugs he said"
I'm serious
"Then show me the bite mark"
That's the weird part, it's gone.
"Umm Stan I think you should go back to bed,you probably had a nightmare and you just need to rest"
I forced myself to go back to sleep but I knew this wasn't just in my head I was bitten
I woke up after 30 minutes I couldn't sleep
I tried washing my face and The color of my eyes changed from brown to yellow,I washed my face again and it was back to normal,I tried turning off the tap and I broke the sink which sent a loud noise,Sam rushed in and saw the broken pieces everywhere
"What happened in here"
Sam here me out I'm not going crazy something is actually happening to me
"Well no joke"
I was at my own engagement party at the Sterling estate when the world started tilting. Victoria Sterling, my future mother-in-law, smiled coldly as she watched me struggle with a cup of tea that had been drugged to ruin me. Before I could find my fiancé, Ryan, a waiter dragged me into the forbidden West Wing and locked me in a room with Julian Sterling, the family’s "fallen titan" who had been confined to a wheelchair for years. The door burst open to a frenzy of camera flashes and theatrical screams. Victoria framed me as a seductress caught in the act, and Ryan didn't even try to listen to my pleas, calling me "cheap leftovers" before walking away with his pregnant mistress. When I turned to my own family for help, my father signed a document severing our relationship for a five-million-dollar payout from Julian. They traded me like a commodity without a second thought. I didn't understand why my own parents were so eager to sell me, or how Ryan could look at me with such disgust after promising me forever. I was a sacrifice, a pawn used to protect the family's offshore accounts, and I couldn't fathom how every person I loved had a price tag for my destruction. With nowhere left to go, I married Julian in a bleak ceremony at City Hall. He slid a heavy diamond onto my finger and whispered, "We have a war to start." That night, inside his secret penthouse, I watched the paralyzed man stand up from his wheelchair and activate a screen filled with the Sterling family's darkest secrets. The execution had officially begun.
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She spent ten years chasing after the right brother, only to fall for the wrong one in one weekend. ~~~ Sloane Mercer has been hopelessly in love with her best friend, Finn Hartley, since college. For ten long years, she's stood by him, stitching him back together every time Delilah Crestfield-his toxic on-and-off girlfriend-shattered his heart. But when Delilah gets engaged to another man, Sloane thinks this might finally be her chance to have Finn for herself. She couldn't be more wrong. Heartbroken and desperate, Finn decides to crash Delilah's wedding and fight for her one last time. And he wants Sloane by his side. Reluctantly, Sloane follows him to Asheville, hoping that being close to Finn will somehow make him see her the way she's always seen him. Everything changes when she meets Knox Hartley, Finn's older brother-a man who couldn't be more different from Finn. He's dangerously magnetic. Knox sees right through Sloane and makes it his mission to pull her into his world. What starts as a game-a twisted bet between them-soon turns into something deeper. Sloane is trapped between two brothers: one who's always broken her heart and another who seems hell-bent on claiming it... no matter the cost. CONTENT WARNING: This story is strongly 18+. It delves into dark romance themes such as obsession and lust with morally complex characters. While this is a love story, reader discretion is advised.
My husband promised me forever, but gave me endless lies. On our anniversary, I found his secrets on social media, exposed by his mistress. He didn't just break my heart; he broke my entire world. Seraphina sat alone in her opulent mansion, preparing their anniversary dinner, feeling the suffocating weight of her cold, hollow marriage. An Instagram post from Tiffany Sloan then brazenly revealed Harrison's hand at a romantic dinner, shattering his flimsy excuses and exposing his blatant infidelity. The betrayal turned Seraphina's despair into cold resolve. He gaslighted her, dismissed her pain, and reminded her she was "nothing." He chose his mistress over her dying brother, caused her to break an ankle, and finally abandoned her on a desolate street corner, stripped of dignity. How could she have sacrificed her entire violin career for a man who so casually discarded her? Under that bridge, her foolish love died, leaving only a fierce desire for reclamation. Shivering and alone, a faded flyer for a violin teacher caught her eye. It was a defiant whisper of her old self, a promise: Seraphina Vanderbilt was gone, and a new Seraphina was finally free.
For seventeen years, I was the pride of the Carlisle family, the perfect daughter destined to inherit an empire. But that life ended the moment a DNA report slid across my father’s mahogany desk. The paper proved I was a stranger. Vanessa, the girl sobbing in the corner, was the real biological daughter they had been searching for. "You need to leave. Tonight. Before the press gets wind of this. Before the stock prices dip." My father’s voice was as cold as flint. My mother wouldn't even look at me, staring out the window at the gardens as if I were already a ghost. Just like that, I was erased. I left behind the Birkin bags and the diamonds, throwing my Centurion Card into a crystal bowl with a clatter that echoed like a gunshot. I walked out into the cold night and climbed into a rusted Ford Taurus driven by a man I had never met—my biological father. I went from a mansion to a fourth-floor walk-up in Queens that smelled of laundry detergent and struggle. My new siblings looked at me with a mix of fear and disgust, waiting for the "fallen princess" to break. They expected me to beg for my old life back, to crumble without the luxury I’d known since birth. But they didn't know the truth. I had spent years training in a shark tank, honing survival skills they couldn't imagine. While Richard Carlisle froze my trust funds to starve me out, my net worth was climbing by millions on an encrypted trading app. They thought they were throwing me to the wolves. They didn't realize they were just letting me off my leash. As the Carlisles prepared to debut Vanessa at the Manhattan Arts Gala, I was already making my move. "Get dressed. We're going to a party."
From childhood, Stephanie knew she was not her parents' real daughter, but out of gratitude, she turned their business into a powerhouse. Once the true daughter came back, Stephanie was cast out-only to be embraced by an even more powerful birth family, adored by three influential brothers. The second ruled the battlefield. "Stephanie's sweet and innocent; she would never commit such crimes. That name on the wanted list is just a coincidence." And the youngest controlled the markets. "Anyone who dares bully my sister will lose my investment." Her former family begged for forgiveness-even on TV. Stephanie stood firm. When the richest man proposed, she became the woman everyone envied. The eldest ran the boardroom. "Cancel the meeting. I need to set up the art exhibition for my sister!" The town was turned upside down.
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