"When Abigail's world is turned upside down by the news of her impending inheritance, she uncovers a tangled web of family secrets and lies. As she digs deeper, she discovers a shocking truth about her family's past and the dark forces manipulating their fortune. Can Abigail navigate the treacherous landscape of her family's legacy and claim her rightful inheritance, or will the secrets and deceit tear everything apart?"
As I step my foot in front of the class with Miss Serena, seeing the face in front of me makes my heart racing with anticipation and a little anxiety.
"Quiet, class! Miss Serena's voice cut true to the chatter. We have a new student joining us today. Please welcome Abigirl ."
I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves as I scan the sea of strange faces in front of me. my voice trembling as I begin my introduction."Hello everybody.My name is Abigirl and I'm...I'm your new classmate."
With everyone's attention on me, the room became quiet. Like a tangible touch, I could feel the weight of their stare. While some of the pupils appeared interested, others appeared uninterested or even antagonistic.
A murmur, like a whispered rumor that spreads swiftly, swept through the class as I was done speaking. I heard bits and pieces of speech, and every one made my face flush with shame.
"Wow, she looks really...plain," someone whispered.
"I understand, correct? Another student concurred, saying, "She's not exactly the most polished person I've ever seen."
Their remarks stung me, like a blow to my self-confidence. It seemed like I was already being evaluated and found wanting, which made me anxious about fitting in.
At that moment, a girl with an air of authority and a confident smile got up from her chair. "Hi, I'm Faith, the class prefect," she added, her tone brimming with conceit. "Abigirl , welcome to our school. You'll fit right in, I'm sure.
I was made to feel lonely by the somewhat arrogant tone of her replies. In an attempt to seem more assured than I actually was, I forced a smile. "Thank you, Faith. Getting to know everyone is something I'm excited about.
I couldn't help but worry what the rest of the year would hold as I sat down. Would I be an outsider who is constantly observing, or would I be able to establish myself and gain the respect of my peers? Time would tell.
"Go sit down," Miss Serena urged.
Okay, I'm grateful, Miss. I answered.
"There are plenty of seats and the class is large enough, so feel free to sit wherever you like," she said.
I slowly make my way to the vacant front seat, my face full of conversation.
Hello Abigirl .Are you at ease on that chair? She gave me a disgusted look.
Thank you; I'm good here. "My name is Fridel,she said.Would you like to be friends?"
I glanced at her, Startled mutter, "Is this girl trying to play me?" as to why she asked to be my buddy and gave me that look. and bewildered.
I observe that practically everyone is on me after waiting for a while, and I'm at a loss for what to do.
"Don't you want to be my friend?" she inquired.
This chick was even pretending to be a big girl without even accepting someone's offer of friendship. What the fuck? They started murmuring. Almost half of the posts burst out laughing.
I backed away into the safety of my book, the words ambiguous together as I tried to escape the uncomfortable atmosphere.
The classroom dissolved into a gentle hum, a soothing and gentle atmosphere that calmed my anxious nerves. I assumed the earlier encounter with Fatima was just a minor blip, a fleeting moment of awkwardness.
However, my relief was brief.
"Hey Abigirl !" The voice cut through the air, sharp as a razor's edge.
I turned and met Frida's cold gaze with a sinking heart. Her glance seemed to be a chilly, deliberate challenge that sought to pierce my entire soul.
"Do you actually think I want to be friends with you?" Frida's voice dripped with venom,every syllable is a well crafted insult.
I felt a sting, akin to a face-slap. My heart racing, I watched in slow motion as Fridel slammed a book onto her head, the sound echoing through the classroom like a shot.
My instincts told me to respond, safeguard myself against Frida's nasty comments.
But something was holding me back, perhaps a spark of self-defense or a dash of common sense.
to my own face.
I decided to overlook Frida's ignorance and rise above the petty drama.
I kept my things with a certain dignity in my bag and crept out of the classroom to get some water from the food vendor.
The steady drumming of my own heartbeat filled my ears as I walked, echoing my mounting uneasiness, and I couldn't get rid of the sensation that Fridel's words had sparked something within me, maybe a spark of rebellion or a will to prove myself.
Whatever it was, I was confident that I would not let Frida's brutality define who I was. With my head held high, I would rise above and demonstrate that I was more than simply a prey for her poison.
I quickly get back to class and head straight to my seat. I drink some water and put the rest in my locker.
I turn to carry my books and bag, but I can't seem to find them everywhere.
"As soon as I realized they had taken my school bag, I let out a loud cry and bit my tongue, but staying composed for a moment didn't help. At that moment, I erupted into a loud outburst
"The classroom,once a hubbub of noise was plugged into silence, everyone eye on me.their gaze unblinking.
"Please return it if you are the one responsible! I commanded, my voice quivering with rage.
"Fridel's words were dripping with venom, and her voice sliced through the air like a dagger. "Where exactly do you think you are?" she asked sneeringly, her eyes glimmering with contempt.
Do you think you belong in a pitiful little fantasy world or your own personal playground?
This time, Fridel got up and picked on my head directly in front of my table.
"You arrogant little brat, you'd better keep your mouth shut," Fridel spat in a bitter tone. "You're interfering with our conversation, and to be honest, no one is interested in what you have to say."
"The poor thing's gone mute. Guess that's what happens when you're out of your depth."
"You can't do anything little brat", Fridel altered.
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
After a passionate night, Verena left some money and wanted to leave, but was held by her companion. "Isn't it your turn to make me happy?" Verena, always disguising herself as ugly, slept with her fiance's uncle, Darren, in order to escape her engagement with her unfaithful fiance. Darren had respect and admiration. Word of his romantic escapades circulated, some saying they saw him kissing a lady against a wall and others calling it gossip. Who could ever tame Darren's heart? Then, shockingly, Darren was caught bending down to help Verena with her shoes, all to score a kiss from her!
Compelled by her dad's dilemma and the looming fate of their business, Irene agreed to become Braydon's lover. To outsiders, Braydon seemed invulnerable, yet only Irene was privy to the tempestuous passions he unleashed behind closed doors. Gradually, Irene found herself tangled in the intricate emotional snare Braydon had woven, her heart craving more, only to be shattered by the revelation of his engagement. Devastated, she left and soon encountered Braydon's archrival. It was then that the formidable Braydon confronted the esteemed surgeon Dr. Mitchell, all in a fierce struggle over Irene.
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"
Billionaire Bennett Graham urgently needed a wife to close a business deal but his fiancée wasn't ready to tie the knots yet. So his grandmother picked the most unassuming maid for him. Everything was supposed to go incredibly well, and all he had to do was wait until he divorced her a year later. But after seeing Maliyah's ocean eyes.it wasn't looking simple anymore. *** Before I could get her up, it was as if she felt the light and an uncomfortable sound came out of her mouth. "Uh-huh..." She raised her hand to cover her eyes. But I didn't have time to wait for her to wake up, so I told her to "Get Up." My voice seemed to scare her, and her light-fearing eyes suddenly widened and she kept moving to the corner. The only voice in the quiet art room was her fear-filled voice, "No...please...go away...don't come close to me." She was afraid of me? I hadn't even spoken to her before, what was she afraid of? This was definitely not going to work, I couldn't talk to her if she couldn't calm down. Then I moved closer to her, my hand on her trembling shoulder, and I whispered soothingly "Calm down.I'm not going to hurt you.I'm not going to hurt you."I assured and then she moved her hair away from her face as if to stare at me properly. Our eyes met.It was that moment. It felt as if I was enchanted for a moment. Those ocean eyes were the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen.