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How long she can tolerate all kind of abuse and harsh treatment from her own family. If writing will help her to ease all pain and save her from sadness, then why writing will also bring bad omen to her pitiful life. Can Adelrina resist it all, or she will embrace it all and let the faith do the rest. "I can't stay on this life anymore. I just want to end all of this sufferings. I am tired. Choke me, please?"
When I was fourteen, I started writing poems and I wrote them in a note book, I filled it up and bought a new note book.
I am surprised that I start making a dialogue scenes and then I discovered that I can write stories, my first genre is mystery and romance.
It used to take me two hours, forgetting to eat until Mama got mad at me. They saw the poems I was making. I was scolded, saying that the notebook I was writing on could still be used next year.
My face was hard, I didn't listen and I continued. My aunt who was abroad gave me a phone and that's when I started writing on the reading platform.
My parents are mad, why was it given to me when Drew is the one who deserves to be given a phone instead of me.
Mama burned all of my notebooks where my writings and poems were, I cried a lot that night. I thought that was the end of my crying, but they do the worst. The phone was taken back that they didn't give it to.
I tried to resist, but they did everything that would make it difficult and hurt me, they broke the phone where I was writing. So that there is no more benefit because there is no point in what I am doing.
At that time, I felt like my wings had been clipped. Honestly, I don't care about the fame. I just want to write everything. All the pain and resentment I have in life can be released by writing.
I am a good daughter. Even though they made me feel different and worthless, I never thought of ruining my life and being a pervert in their lives.
They make me feel that they don't want me at all, it hurts. But I can't do anything, I'm here and they are my family. I was patient, no matter what I did hidden in my savings, they took it.
Until I reached sixteen. I worked as a vendor at the market whenever I didn't have school, because my parents rarely gave me money and they were starting to give Drew luxuries.
Even if they embarrass me in front of our relatives and compare me to my brother, I let it go, maybe when I prove something, all of this will change.
I saved for six months, finally Mom and Dad gave me a phone, because Drew said he wasn't interested in it.
I was so happy, I felt like they were changing the way they treated me, but when I was comfortable, they took it back without a second thought.
Drew suddenly wanted the phone and needed it. I even gave Mom and Dad what I had saved from my work and I quit selling at the market.
At that time, I felt singled out and used. They know that I have saved, what I saved they bought expensive clothes and shoes for Drew, and tangina. I didn't have a penny left.
Ever since that day, I was impressed that I would never give more to them and that I would put myself first now. I applied to be a service crew at a fast food chain and was accepted, I even borrowed money from my aunt and it was good that I was entertained.
I was frugal, I didn't listen to what they were saying and what they were saying. I saved up and bought my writing needs.
Mama preaches to me every day and tells me that I am a bad person and that I owe a lot to them as my parents. And I should just help them with family obligations, that's funny.
It comes from them that I should help them because they are my family, but they never treat me in the way that a family used to do. If they think that I don't have a heart and before they tell me to be a bitch, I hope they think about the days, times and opportunities that they deprived me of, even small and simple things that I can't enjoy.
Even if it swallows me, I owe it to my heart. It's like you want to be part of this kind of family.
Every day, they made my life hell. I could hardly eat because I was being treated. They win, as always. I gave what I worked hard for the third time. And even a simple thank you, I received nothing from them.
And this is me now, on the phone that will break depending on what I will pay next. I didn't tell my parents that I was going to get paid by writing now. Because when I say, there will be nothing left for me.
"Adelrina, do some ironing. You're such a lazy girl!" Mama shouted and kicked the door of my room now. A sprained shoulder left my draft for today.
From morning to night it's like this. I am like a helper to my own family. While I can't be supported even if you can do it simply, son, I didn't listen to my mother.
"Yes, this is it." I stood up and saved my draft. The internet died again so I immediately left the room and looked at the modem downstairs.
"I changed the Wifi password, because someone is connecting and won't pay." Drew turned his back on me and went up to his room. I caught my breath and closed my eyes tightly, my fist turned into a ball. My anger is the reason why I am having trouble breathing now.
They will say we are family, but they don't treat me as family?
"Adelrina, hurry up and iron. You'll eat later, do that first and what time is it?" Mama put down my brother's ten uniforms and ten skirts for him to go to school.
"It's my uniform Ma, why isn't it there?" I asked and she didn't bother to look in my direction.
"You take it outside, it has been raining for a while." It went all the way up and left me alone at the bottom.
My uniform is wet, I have nothing to wear for tomorrow. Why am I so unlucky with them? I didn't do anything wrong to make them angry with me.
Sometimes, the cycle of the world is not fair, it's tiring to meet the opposite current. It's hard to resist, especially if they themselves don't want to punish me.
The deeper you fall, the harder it will get. She has what it takes to fight for her love. He loves her more than anything else. Regardless of who they are in the society, they will stand for their love. Can they last after facing their future nemesis?
She is losing her senses. Falling for him is hard given that she is a nobody. He doesn’t look at her as something he can have a love interest with. But can she seduce the billionaire and make him fall in love?
She will fight for their love, regardless of her social status. She is poor, he is rich. He is a billionaire, she is a nobody. What can she do for love?
Looking out for him, taking care of him, and prioritizing him are her daily goals. She is like his slave, but little does she know that she started falling for him already. Can her love end up with something positive? Or it will end up with nothing?
The deeper you fall, the harder it will get. She has what it takes to fight for her love. He loves her more than anything else. Regardless of who they are in the society, they will stand for their love. Can they last after facing their future nemesis?
How long she can tolerate all kind of abuse and harsh treatment from her own family. If writing will help her to ease all pain and save her from sadness, then why writing will also bring bad omen to her pitiful life. Can Adelrina resist it all, or she will embrace it all and let the faith do the rest. "I can't stay on this life anymore. I just want to end all of this sufferings. I am tired. Choke me, please?"
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!