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Divorce is okay. Starting over is okay. Moving on is okay. Being alone is okay. But, what is not okay is staying somewhere "YOU'RE NOT VALUED AND APPRECIATED!" Sarah is betrothed to her highschool lover. A man whom she has dreamt a million dreams to grow into an old age with. What happens on the eve of their wedding day. A betrayal of infidelity struck her path. But the question remains; Will it save her marriage, destroys it or rather changes her fate for a greater good? You and I needs to find out!
The sun rose over the town, casting a warm glow on the streets. It was a partially sunny day, and the sky was clear as well. The air was crisp and cool, and the birds were singing happily in the trees.
The streets were quiet, and there was a peaceful stillness in the air. It was the perfect morning for a walk in the park, or for sitting under a gazebo with a cup of coffee. The world seemed to be at peace, and everything was just as it should be. It was a morning to be savored and enjoyed.
It was a day that was supposed to be filled with love and joy for Sarah, as she prepared to marry her high school sweetheart, David, the man whom she had loved and couldn't wait to be his legal wife.
Sarah couldn't contain her excitement as she got ready, her smile reflecting the happiness in her heart. Little did she know that her world was about to be shattered by a cruel twist of fate.
"You look stunning, Ms. Thompson..." The make-up artist, who was adding a few touches to her face, commented with a smile on her face. "I bet that groom would find it hard to take his eyes off you."
"You sure know how to tease me every time with your words, Fiona." Sarah enunciated, reciprocating the warm smile. "For today, I'll take it as a compliment."
Fiona shook her head negatively. "I'm not flattering you, Ms. Thompson, it's only the truth." She countered as she closed her make-up box. "It's more than just a compliment."
Sarah could only smile without a reply as she watched Fiona getting ready to leave. True - it's her day, she needs to look more breathtaking than ever.
Just moments before the ceremony was set to begin, her phone beeped, indicating that a new message had come in. Sarah checked from whom it was from and realized the sender was anonymous.
She was hesitant, but she decided to check the body of the message - it may be that someone was trying to pull a prank on her. The anonymous sender had sent her a video clip which she finds weird.
"What sort of prank is this?" She muttered under her breath, her interest piqued as she clicked on the video - the reaction she let out next wasn't something she was mentally prepared for.
Her heart sank as she watched the footage, her eyes widening in disbelief. It showed her fiancé, David, kissing her maid of honor, Laura-her own best friend. The betrayal cut deep, leaving Sarah feeling a mix of heartbreak, anger, and confusion.
The stab she got from the betrayal was deep enough to cause her a scar - if not for a lifetime. A woman's wedding is said to be one of the brightest days of her life, and Sarah had looked forward to it, she never knew it could end up being one of her most devastating days ever.
Sarah was confused about what to do; she couldn't ruin her supposed happiest day but on the other hand, she knew deep down that she couldn't keep up with David anymore - not after seeing this disgusting side of him!
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The church was filled with a sense of peace. The air was hushed and still, and a faint scent of incense lingered in the air. The sun streamed in through the stained-glass windows, emitting a glow over the pews and the altar.
Standing before each other was Sarah and her soon-to-be husband, David. Her facial expression was forced as she traveled her gaze between him and Laura who was standing only a few feet away. She couldn't help but swear inwardly at them - they had both ruined her happiest day.
Sarah was supposed to say the wedding vows first but seeing how hesitant she was acting, David volunteered to go first with the thought that she was feeling a bit shy and reserved before the whole congregation.
With a wide smile on his face, he proceeded to recite his vows. "I, David, take you, Sarah, to be my wife, to have and to hold, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, till death do us part."
If Sarah hadn't watched the video clip, she could have sworn that she sensed and felt how sincere David was as he recited the vow but now, she realized it was all just a facade, which she might have foolishly fallen for.
The bride took a deep breath, her hand trembling as she held the groom's hand. "I, Sarah, take you..." Her voice was supposed to be clear and strong, her love for the groom evident in every word, but it was the opposite - her voice quivered as she trailed off, she couldn't bring herself to say the vow.
With tears streaming down her face, Sarah made a difficult decision. She couldn't go through with the wedding, not when her trust had been shattered so brutally.
As she stood at the altar, her eyes filled with a mixture of pain, hatred, and determination, she found the strength to voice out finally.
"I'm sorry..." Sarah's voice trembled as she addressed the bewildered guests. "I can't continue with these vows. My heart has been broken, and I can't ignore the betrayal I have witnessed."
Without another word, Sarah turned and ran from the church, her white dress surging behind her. The guests watched in stunned silence, their eyes filled with a mix of sympathy and shock. Sarah's decision had left them all speechless, unsure of what had just unfolded before their eyes.
As Sarah fled from the church, her mind raced with a whirlwind of emotions. She didn't know where she was going, but she knew she couldn't stay in a place filled with such painful memories. With each step she took, she left behind the shattered dreams of a future that would never be.
She was sold at a very young age to a ruthless man, who had no feelings, nor pity for others. She became his slave, his toy of pleasure, and maltreated her a lot in the most horrible ways. Likewise, she hated him, for the pains and everything he's done to her. What happens when she founds out she's pregnant for the same man who made her life a living hell? A curse or a miracle?? Find out...
What turned out to be a joke from him was forcing me to sign the divorce papers. I refused to sign until I knew why, he became cold, aloof me a lot and paid no attention to me anymore. 8 months ago, I signed a contract marriage with one of the richest billionaires in town. Not until I saw him shamelessly romancing with his ex-girlfriend, they were happy together, so I concluded inside of me, I signed the divorce papers and flee into the dark night alongside with a miracle. Pregnancy! 3 years later, I returned to the city as a successful businesswoman alongside my son I kept away from the world. My mission is to revenge.World turns in my favor when his company became bankrupt and needed shareholders. My miracle has come, I'll anonymously reap him off everything he ever cherished. What happens when our parts crossed, and he founds out I had a child with him. "Come back home WIFEY, you left with my heart." I heard his screeching faint voice begged me. BUT, will I ever forgive him for cheating on me?
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
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!"
Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "You’re mine. Now and always."
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
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. .
"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."