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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.
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?
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?
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?
When Corynn mustered up the courage to tell Elliot about her pregnancy, she unexpectedly found him gallantly helping another woman from his car. Her heart sank as three years of effort to secure his love crumbled before her eyes, compelling her to leave him behind. Three years later, life had taken Corynn down a new path with someone else, while Elliot was left grappling with regret. Seizing a moment of vulnerability, he pleaded, "Corynn, let's get married." Shaking her head with a faint smile, Corynn gently replied, "Sorry, I'm already engaged."
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
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!
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?
"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."