Mi nombre es Lhea Warren, tengo 23 años y soy la chica más común que puede haber en el mundo, o en lo que queda de él. Mi vida iba como siempre, rutinaria y aburrida. Las cosas que pasaban por mi cabeza eran las de toda mujer corriente: Terminar la universidad, la graduación, tener citas con el chico que me gustaba, mantener mi vida social, mi futuro... Jodido futuro el que me tocó pasar. Si hace tres meses me preguntaban sobre un Apocalipsis zombie, yo me les hubiera reído en la cara. Pregúntamelo ahora, mientras atravieso con mi cuchillo la cara de un maldito y putrefacto espécimen. Subsistir, perdurar, resistir, matar, correr, permanecer. Estas son mis reglas básicas, mi mantra diario, el que por ahora me está funcionando malditamente bien. Subsistir con lo que encuentre para perdurar, Resistir a toda la mierda, matar a quien se cruce por mi camino, correr como la última vez , para tratar a como dé lugar, de permanecer viva al final del día. Muchas cosas cambiaron, Todo el mundo está cambiando, solo los que se acostumbran al cambio sobreviven. En este mundo ya no existe la familia, los amigos, todos ellos están convertidos en esas cosas o muertos. La jerarquía, el gobierno, las instituciones, Todas se fueron al demonio una vez que todo comenzó. Los sentimientos y emociones como el amor, desaparecieron por completo, cuando lo más importante es sobrevivir. Lo único que permanece en cada persona es el instinto de supervivencia, solo el más apto sigue viviendo. Y si me piden un consejo, les daré uno solo, uno que siempre deben utilizar... "Corran, corran por sus vidas"
Mi nombre es Lhea Warren, tengo 23 años y soy la chica más común que puede haber en el mundo, o en lo que queda de él.
Mi vida iba como siempre, rutinaria y aburrida. Las cosas que pasaban por mi cabeza eran las de toda mujer corriente: Terminar la universidad, la graduación, tener citas con el chico que me gustaba, mantener mi vida social, mi futuro... Jodido futuro el que me tocó pasar.
Si hace tres meses me preguntaban sobre un Apocalipsis zombie, yo me les hubiera reído en la cara. Pregúntamelo ahora, mientras atravieso con mi cuchillo la cara de un maldito y putrefacto espécimen.
Subsistir, perdurar, resistir, matar, correr, permanecer.
Estas son mis reglas básicas, mi mantra diario, el que por ahora me está funcionando malditamente bien. Subsistir con lo que encuentre para perdurar, Resistir a toda la mierda, matar a quien se cruce por mi camino, correr como la última vez , para tratar a como dé lugar, de permanecer viva al final del día.
Muchas cosas cambiaron, Todo el mundo está cambiando, solo los que se acostumbran al cambio sobreviven.
En este mundo ya no existe la familia, los amigos, todos ellos están convertidos en esas cosas o muertos. La jerarquía, el gobierno, las instituciones, Todas se fueron al demonio una vez que todo comenzó.
Los sentimientos y emociones como el amor, desaparecieron por completo, cuando lo más importante es sobrevivir.
Lo único que permanece en cada persona es el instinto de supervivencia, solo el más apto sigue viviendo.
Y si me piden un consejo, les daré uno solo, uno que siempre deben utilizar...
"Corran, corran por sus vidas"
The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?
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.
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"