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"Where am I?" She whispered desperately " If I am reborn...I won't have mercy on those evil scums" Then a flash of bright light......
A battered girl lay huddled in the corner of a dark room, blood trickling down her face. Her body was a patchwork of stitches, a grim testament to the violence she had endured. Gasping for air, she wheezed, each breath a struggle. Despair washed over her; all she could do was pray for the sweet release of death.
The door creaked open, admitting a figure bathed in the cold light from the hallway. This newcomer was a stark contrast to the girl's ravaged state, dressed in the finest silks and exuding an air of arrogant disdain. Accompanying her was a young man, his features mirroring her own disdainful expression.
The battered girl shivered, but it wasn't from the cold. A simmering rage, a volcano threatening to erupt within her, caused her body to tremble. She couldn't speak, her tongue having been brutally silenced.
"Oh darling, look who's shivering from the cold," Alice purred, her voice dripping with cruel amusement.
Anthony, the man by her side, sneered, "Perhaps we should pour some ice on her. Watching her suffer would be truly delightful." They both erupted in laughter, their mirth a chilling counterpoint to the girl's silent agony.
The battered girl was Kaia Draxler. Alice, her supposed best friend, and the ironically named Anthony, her so-called boyfriend, had orchestrated her slow, agonizing descent into this living hell.
Kaia had known them since college. They had claimed to be cousins, their overly affectionate displays masking the insidious nature of their true intentions. Tragedy had struck during her college years, her parents passing away unexpectedly and leaving her to inherit the family company. Feeling overwhelmed and alone, she had turned to Alice and Anthony for support. They had convinced her of their loyalty, promising to be invaluable assets to the company.
Their promises, however, were a venomous lie. They had betrayed her trust, their supposed friendship a carefully constructed facade to conceal their illicit affair.
Alice and Anthony brazenly flaunted their relationship within the company, their bullying tactics driving many employees to resign. Kaia, blinded by her naive trust, remained oblivious to their machinations, a pawn in their cruel game.
Their betrayal reached its zenith when they tricked her into signing a document, her blind trust preventing her from reading it. The document, a legal trap, transferred ownership of both the company and her very life into their hands.
The realization of her tragic fate shattered her heart. Betrayal, despair, and a profound sense of loss consumed her. These evil scums, masquerading as friends, had turned her into a commodity, a source of profit. Her blood, a rare panda type, was highly sought after by the black market. They sold her blood, her organs, all while cynically covering their monstrous acts with the guise of charity.
Now, they had come for her heart, the final piece of her they could exploit. Hatred, a venomous torrent, surged through her. She yearned to strangle them, to inflict upon them the same suffering they had inflicted upon her. If looks could kill, they would have been long dead. But she was trapped, a caged bird struggling against an invisible force.
As Alice and Anthony continued their cruel amusement, a doctor entered the room. "Madam, everything is prepared," he announced.
"Excellent," Alice declared with a haughty nod. "Proceed with the surgery. Our client awaits."
Kaia was dragged from the room, her body limp as a rag doll. The operating room was a sterile, cold chamber, the air thick with the metallic scent of antiseptic. Anesthesia washed over her, plunging her into a swirling abyss of unconsciousness.
In the depths of her subconscious, Kaia raged. Desperation fueled her silent screams, but they were lost in the void of unconsciousness, echoes of a dying spirit. Soon, the icy grip of death descended, and her heart, the last vestige of her life, was ripped from her chest.
In the afterlife, Kaia wept, her spirit hovering above her lifeless body. The injustice of it all, the cruelty of her fate, consumed her. "If I had a chance at life again," she lamented, "I would never forgive those scums of the earth. If any deity is listening, please grant my request."
She watched as the doctor carefully sealed her heart in a preservative container, a macabre trophy for his wealthy and depraved clients. Alice and Anthony, oblivious to her suffering, giggled with glee, celebrating their success.
Kaia, a mere ghost now, could only watch, her spirit a captive in this desolate realm. She followed the nurses as they wheeled her body away to the morgue, her silent weeping echoing through the sterile corridors.
Why, she wondered, was she still tethered to this world, a ghost haunting the very place where her life had been extinguished?
As her body lay in the morgue, a figure entered, his presence commanding attention. A man in a finely tailored suit, flanked by a team of security personnel, approached the gurney. He had just returned from abroad, the news of Kaia's death hitting him like a physical blow.
He gently lifted her lifeless form into his arms, tears welling up in his eyes. Kaia, her spirit hovering nearby, was perplexed. She had no recollection of this man.
"Oh, Kaia," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion, "I am so sorry for being late. I should have come sooner."
Kaia, still reeling from the shock of seeing this unknown man, was startled by the sound of his voice. "Caspian?" she gasped, her ghostly form trembling. "Axel Caspian? How does he know who I am?" Axel Caspian, the most eligible bachelor in the country, a symbol of success and wealth.
As she uttered his name,a jolt, a searing pain, unlike any she bad ever experienced, pierced through her,
Then, Darkness...
Betrayed. Humiliated. Left with nothing but a shattered reputation. When Serena Lancaster, once the darling of high society, is publicly cast aside by her ex-fiancé, she swears never to let another man have power over her. Desperate to rebuild her life, she takes a job at Weston Sinclair's empire-the one man who has every reason to despise her ex. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. Weston built his billion-dollar legacy on control, and falling for his reckless nephew's ex is the last thing he should do. But from the moment Serena steps into his world, she becomes his obsession-one he refuses to deny. He should keep his distance. He should let her go. But when Serena's past threatens to destroy her, Weston makes a choice. She's his now. And he'll never let her go.
"Miss, the second miss doesn't want to Marry the husband that was chosen for her" "It's alright let her do as she wishes" So the first miss married into the Duke mansion while the second miss married into the Lu family. The first miss: older sister you will suffer in the Duke's Mansion *Evil smile*
My boyfriend called, "Baby!" as he jumped out of bed and scrambled to pull his pants off the ground. "Please, I can explain my love." Shutting my eyes, I inhaled deeply and tried not to cry when I realized that my dream of the man not being my boyfriend had been dashed. "What?" I asked, "What do you want to explain?" How did you lie about having a business meeting while you were in bed enjoying yourself with my best friend, even though I told you I was in serious pain, is that it?" I stood there, my heart pounding, and tears streaming down my face...
"Who is she?" I asked, feeling tears well up in my eyes. "He met her at the Alpha training camp," he said. "She is a perfect suitor for him. It snowed last night, indicating that his wolf is happy with his choice." My heart sank, and tears made their way down my cheeks. Alexander took my innocence last night, and now he is taking that thing in his office as his Luna. **** Emily never shifted on her 18th birthday and became the laughingstock of the pack. When her old crush, Alexander Black, returns from Alpha Training, she never expected him to be her mate. After a night of passionate love, Emily finds out that young Alpha Alexander has taken a chosen mate. Heartbroken and humiliated, Emily runs off and disappears from the pack. Now, five years later, Emily is a high-ranking warrior in King Alpha's army, specializing in sensitive matters. When her best friend invites her to a night of music and laughter, she never expects to run into her mate, Alexander. Will Alexander figure out it is Emily? Will he chase after her, and most of all, will Emily be able to keep her secrets safe?
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?"
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
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!"
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
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. .