Elodre's heart skipped a beat when her husband emerged in the Labor World. "You were pregnant but never told me?!!" "Ho...honey...I just wanted it to be a surprise," She stuttered shakily searching for rage in his ice-blue eyes as he placed his hard palm on hers. But, that was no surprise. God knows she's been trying her hardest to hide the damned pregnancy.
It has been a few months since Paige's death. Still, Clayton Milton has not been himself because, in every of his quiet time, the memory of Paige's corpse always flickered in his mind. Each time this happens, his heartbeat accelerates to a violent bang against his chest.
The champagne sparkled and frothed as he was filling the wine glass in his left hand. Then he listened to the relaxing fizz and pops produced by the eruption of bubbles. He was sitting on a fluffy sofa in his wide, well-furnished, and luxurious living room waiting for his sister, Lucinda, to arrive so that he would take her to Paige's club and show her around.
Since Paige died, her club has been shut down for six months. Within this period, Clayton had discussed with Lucinda, telling her to manage the club which she agreed on. Well, there was something she didn't know.
He picked up the wine glass from the small stool beside the sofa and sipped the drink.
"Hey, Clay!" Lucinda's gentle voice vibrated his eardrums.
Lucinda was his younger sister, but each time he saw her he was fascinated by her beauty. She was standing behind him, looking hot in her short, sleeveless body hug gown. Her scanty brown hair swung forward as she looked down at him with her blue eyes. Her red lips pulled in a smile.
"Hey, Lucinda," He smiled. "Coming here took you forever."
She took the drink off his hand and said, "Busy with kids, you know. You should be glad that I've finally made it here." Then she sipped it.
***
Clayton slowed down the pace of his car as they arrived at Paige's club. He heaved a sigh and looked at Lucinda who seemed comfortable with the environment. Driving slowly, he parked right in front of the club.
It was a very cloudless day. Various vehicles honked and rumbled as they drove to and fro on the sterile two-lane road. Some streetlights were mounted in a single file on the long pavement that divided the road in the middle.
"Do you like the place?" Clay asked while leaning against his white car.
Smiling and darting her eyes, she said, "I love this place!" She imagined how the place will look at night when the streetlights illuminate the road.
Lifting her blue gaze, she read the graphic design inscription above the entrance of the building– Paige's Club.
"You're gonna change that name, I guess," Clayton said but didn't know if she answered or not because he was already lost in his thoughts. When Lucinda read that name earlier, his heart began to slam against his chest, and fear gripped him terribly, such that he didn't dare to look at those inscriptions for a second time because something was terrifying about that name.
"Clay!" Her sharp voice intruded on his thoughts. Initially, the voice sounded like Paige's. He blinked as his consciousness propelled in his head. Fighting inwardly to wave those imaginations off his mind, he stepped forward and swatted a few numbers then the door parted open at once.
The club was glamorous and glassy. Lucinda admired the settings of the chairs and the shelf concocted with assorted expensive drinks. The shelf was enclosed by transparent glistening glass. She turned and saw a large tv that was mounted on the wall and the home theaters that surrounded it. All were SONY products. Wow! She saw another shelf where tumblers, wine glasses, rock glasses, and mugs were kept.
There were too many things that she admired here in the bar.
Walking a few distances away into an open space where a Snooker was, she looked forward and saw a stage. Beholding a huge glimmering ball slowly swiveling over her head, she could tell this was the dance floor.
Standing a few distances away and crossing his arms, Clayton smiled while watching the way Lucinda idolized everything.
"Any other place to show?" She beamed.
"Of course," He replied and felt the pressure of his rapid heartbeat. "Will you be spending some nights here too?"
"Did she sleep here?" Lucinda raised an eyebrow.
"Often." He replied.
Once they got to the passage that led to the washroom, curiosity struck Clayton and fear gripped him so hard, he felt a whirling sensation in his head. But Lucinda didn't notice as she was busy admiring the place.
Pointing at the door behind, she asked, "What's that place?"
"The washroom." He replied.
The day Clayton discussed the club with her, he'd told her that Paige traveled for an important program that she was carrying out in North Carolina, so he wasn't sure about her return. "How could she have left such a warm and beautiful place?" She turned to the large mirror on the wall.
"She might come back," He said. "Or maybe not. So, are you gonna change the name of the club?"
"That's not necessary," Lucinda replied. "As you have said, she might come back...or maybe not." Although she didn't know Paige, she liked her already. During her conversation with Clayton, he'd told her that Paige was generous and could give her the club permanently. That would be thrilling.
Breathing unsteadily, Clayton placed his trembling hands on the washroom door knob. He was feeling a strange pressure soaring inside of him and his head was void. The first This is where they found Paige's bloody corpse six months ago...and now he was about to push the door open.
Gosh! What if her body was still lying there...waiting for him?
Taking a deep breath he pushed the door open, and his blue eyes widened; he was expecting something dreadful. He thought he would see Paige standing right in front of him. He latched his eyes instantly. But when he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the shiny bath top.
"See how the washroom..." He gasped in shock when he turned and saw blood sliding down Lucinda's cheeks like tears, then his lips dropped. Gosh! What's going on? "W...what happened to you, Lucinda?" With curiosity gleaming in his wide blue eyes, confusion coated his voice when he askedStaring directly into his bewildered eyes, Lucinda said, "I'm fine. Just follow me to the mirror."
Her voice seemed to echo in his ears, and Lucinda looked weird this time. But he followed her as she was walking ahead of him slowly. Feeling like he was compelled to move, he was perplexed and it took a few minutes before he lowered his gaze, then he noticed that her legs were not touching the floor.
Christ!
Her legs were floating in the air and he could hardly see her feet.
***
No one can imagine the coldness and dread behind and after death. Most monsters arise after death...even though the dead was a nice person when alive. Paige Elmer's gory corpse is found inside her bar the next morning causing everyone's lips to drop in astonishment and despair. She was alive the previous night but now...dead?! Shortly a drastic mystical hunt begins. This bloodthirsty and life-claiming hunt is insatiable as no one knows the end of it.
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
Life was a bed of roses for Debra, the daughter of Alpha. That was until she had a one-night stand with Caleb. She was sure he was her mate as determined by Moon Goddess. But this hateful man refused to accept her. Weeks passed before Debra discovered that she was pregnant. Her pregnancy brought shame to her and everyone she loved. Not only was she driven out, but her father was also hunted down by usurpers. Fortunately, she survived with the help of the mysterious Thorn Edge Pack. Five years passed and Debra didn't hear anything from Caleb. One day, their paths crossed again. They were both on the same mission—carrying out secret investigations in the dangerous Roz Town for the safety and posterity of their respective packs. Caleb was still cold toward her. But as time went on, he fell head over heels in love with her. He tried to make up for abandoning her, but Debra wasn't having any of it. She was hell-bent on hiding her daughter from him and also making a clean break. What did the future hold for the two as they journeyed in Roz Town? What kind of secrets would they find? Would Caleb win Debra's heart and get to know his lovely daughter? Find out!
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After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?